COVER REVEAL ~ Stumbling Into Him by Molly O’Hare ~ with EXCERPT!!

Title: Stumbling Into Him
Author: Molly O’Hare
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 15, 2018
Cover Photo: iStock Photos
Cover Art: Just Write. Creations
Holly has spent her whole life as a walking disaster, from running into walls, tripping over invisible objects, and always being in the wrong place at the wrong time. When a seemingly normal outing taking her overly opinionated Corgi for a walk resulted in an object to the face, she didn’t think her day could get any worse. The moment she opened her eyes and saw the Adonis standing over her, she knew she’d been wrong. It was about to get a whole lot worse.

Ben’s lived his whole life disobeying his uptight, self-centered, shrew of a mother. Instead of going into the family business, he followed his dreams and opened his veterinarian clinic. One ordinary day at the dog park, and a rogue dog toy later, he found himself captivated by the curvy woman that had a feistiness which set him on fire.

It could only get better from here, right? Too bad his mother had other plans.
“Watch out!”
Holly Flanagan heard a commotion coming from the other side of the park. Ignoring the shouting, she bent over focusing on picking up her Corgi, Waffles, most recent deposit. With Holly’s track record, though, she should have known anyone yelling “watch out,” “take cover,” or “that’s about to fall” was directed at her. Even after years of being the spokesperson for “unlucky,” “klutzy,” and “clumsy” she still disregarded the shouting as she carried on with her dog parent duties.
Before she could register what happened, she was knocked onto her back with a pain radiating from her mouth and nose.
“Well, at least the sky is pretty today,” Holly mumbled as she tried to get her bearings. She reached for her mouth as she felt the pain start to spread.
“Ma’am, are you okay?”
Holly closed her eyes pondering that exact question. Was she okay? She’d just been hit with something in her mouth. She was pretty sure some part of her face, she didn’t know which part, but she was sure something was bleeding. Waffles started barking uncontrollably, and her head hurt. So, was she okay?
Holly sighed. Yeah, she was fine. This was just another day for her, and so far, if being hit by an unknown projectile to the face was the worst thing that happened to her, she’d considered it a good day.
Opening her eyes, she gasped. Above her, only a mere few inches from her face was by far, the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. He had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes that were richer than the ocean. His jaw was chiseled, with a light dusting of scruff, in the Alpha male, I’m in charge here kind of way.
Wonderful. Okay, let’s add embarrassing yourself in front of a Greek God to your lists of attributes for the day. Hey, it can only get better from here, right?
She realized she was staring at him for what could have been considered too long. She quickly jerked her head forward trying to right herself. Unfortunately, for her, she slammed her head right into the Greek God’s forehead.

 

Copyright 2018 Molly O’Hare
Much like any author out there, sleeping does not come easy to Molly. As it turns out, she has horrible insomnia . When she was younger, to help herself fall asleep she would recite stories. Each night she’d pick up where the story left off previously until the tale was complete. One morning, after she finished a particularly fun adventure, she decided she wanted to start sharing them with others. A few months later, here she is, sharing her lack of sleep with all of you. Who says the stories in our heads can’t be fun for others?
Also, she loves Fun Facts. New ones are at the end of each of her book. If you look close enough, some are hidden on her website too.
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HAPPY RELEASE DAY! ~ Barefoot Chaos by Marika Ray

Title: Barefoot Chaos
Series: The Beach Squad Series
Author: Marika Ray
Genre: Contemporary Rom/Com
Release Date: April 19, 2018 

 

Chaos – a state of complete disorder and confusion; unpredictable; a gaping void

I spend my days a buttoned up schoolteacher coordinating the CareDare program for my high school English students and my nights with my book boyfriends, not daring to think I could procure one in real life. It’s precise, it’s controlled….and boring as hell.

The tide shifts and I find myself with a hippie lifeguard who provokes me as much as he turns me on, a Senior class in upheaval, a crazy Beach Squad that wants to befriend me, a wild twin sister back in my business, and a public challenge to expose my long-held secret for the greater good.

Do I deduce this chaos is all serendipitous, meant to thrust me into my true place in the world? Ultimately, I have to decide if I can kick off my shoes, dig my toes in the sand, and trust in love again.


 

Marika Ray spends her time behind a computer crafting stories, walking the beaches of southern California scoping out the lifeguards, and making healthy food for her kids and husband whether they like it or not. Prior to writing novels, Marika held various jobs in the finance industry, with private start-up companies, and then in health & fitness. Cats may have nine lives, but Marika believes everyone should have nine careers to keep things spicy.
Marika enjoys writing all types of fiction novels, based on what inspires her. Right now she’s working on stand-alone romances in the Beach Squad series, all about California lifeguards and their equally fearless women. Moderate suspense, a splash of humor, and lots of steamy romance…all with the beautiful ocean as a relaxing backdrop!
If you’d like to join the Beach Squad, getting access to frequent sneak peeks and access to Handcuffed Hussy (a novella in the Beach Squad series), simply sign up here: http://eepurl.com/db7W6z
More information can be found at http://www.marikaray.com

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COVER REVEAL ~ Gold Digger by RB Hilliard

Title: Gold Digger
Author: RB Hilliard
Genre: Standalone Romantic Comedy
Release Date: April 30, 2018
Cover Model: Kennedy J Gilbertson
Cover Designer: Wicked By Design

 

Blake Moreno doesn’t do relationships, ever.
With more money than he knows what to do with and his pick of beautiful women, he has no plans of becoming tied down.
Hadley Jacobs doesn’t have time for dating.
With plans to finish culinary school and to own her own bakery, she has her life all mapped out.
Blake thinks Hadley is infuriating…
Hadley thinks Blake is controlling…
Both couldn’t be more wrong.
When life throws them a curve ball, they have no choice but to catch it and to prove that in the end, love wins. Every. Time.
RB Hilliard lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with her husband and two children. In 2012 she began writing His End Game, the first book in her MMG Series. Hilliard has not only published six books in this series, but has gone on to publish Utterly Forgettable, a hilariously funny Romantic Comedy, as well as her Rock Star Romance Series, Meltdown.

 

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COVER REVEAL!! ~ Twist by KC Enders

Title: Twist
Series: Beekman Hills #1.5 (can be standalone)
Author: KC Enders
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Rom Com
Release Date: April 25, 2018
Fun. Flirty. And no follow through. 
FINN O’MEARA has a slick one-liner for every occasion and loves to talk a big game. Tending bar at McBride’s Public House gives him plenty of opportunities to meet the ladies—to take them home and show them a good time. He’s so talented with his tongue, they don’t seem to mind that he never takes it past third base. 
ADELAIDE HUNTINGTON is infinitely more comfortable with her PC than her peers. She prefers to work from the comfort of her overstuffed chair doing what she loves: graphic and web design. Only occasionally hanging out with her surrogate grandmas until an infuriating, silver tongued man charms his way in.
While he’s trying hard to prove there’s more to him than cheesy pick-up lines, Adelaide uncovers another layer to Finn. 
A twist that no one would ever imagine.

Check out the GIVEAWAY over on KC Enders Facebook Page
Writer and reader of all the books.
Her words are fueled by craft beer, good bourbon and of course, coffee.

 

She’s married to her best friend and the love of her life, proud mom to two amazing men—who know how to cook, clean, and always open doors for ladies. You’re welcome. And then there’s the three dogs she lovingly rescued and introduced into a cushy life of leisure. 

Karin is a New York girl living in a Midwest world.

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RELEASE TOUR!! ~ Thrilling Ethan by Anna Paige (EXCERPT inside!!!)

Title: Thrilling Ethan
Series: A Thrill of the Chase Novel
Author: Anna Paige
Genre: Contemporary (Rocker) Romance
Release Date: April 6, 2018
Cover Design: JM Walker with Just Write Creations
Leading a double life isn’t easy. 
Leading a double life when you’re famous is nearly impossible. 
Luckily, I’m always up for a challenge. 
For years, I’d balanced both worlds. 
More than that, I was killing it. 
A successful music career,
Drummer for the most popular rock band in the world,
And I’d amassed a huge following as a painter—
Even if no one knew it was me.
I had it all.
Or I thought I did. 
Then I went toe-to-toe with my alter-ego’s biggest fan,
Who tried to throw me out of my own art show.
And made me realize exactly what I’d been missing.
The thrill of sharing my secret bonded us,
But that wasn’t why she consumed me.
I never bought into the idea of love as the ultimate muse.
Emily Westin was about to make me a believer.
Ethan

 

I could tell the second I laid eyes on her that she was going to give me shit. The way she looked me over with thinly veiled disgust and squared her delicate shoulders. How she marched my way with purpose and efficiency across the floor of the art gallery. It was enough to make my dick stir despite having just come in from the frigid New York weather—not an easy feat when the temps had plummeted and my manhood had climbed nearly to my throat to avoid the cold. She narrowed her eyes at me, and my cock twitched again. 
Nice to see you’re out of hiding there, sport, but you’re barking up the wrong tree with this one. 

 

She looked entirely too hostile for the filthy things my poor, misguided penis had me thinking.

“Excuse me, but the gallery is closed for a private event.” She was gorgeous in her simple black gown and blazing red heels. She wore a thin gold chain at her neck with a small diamond pendant and matching earrings. Her shiny blonde hair was pulled up in a severe twist, her makeup understated and alluring. Her stunning green eyes were the only sparkle she needed, and they were serving her well. 
I liked her understated style. 

 

She had a hint of a southern drawl, and I liked that, too. 

 

“I’m aware,” I told her, nodding over her shoulder. “I was told I could stop by before the event to have a look around.”

 

She scoffed, folding her arms across her chest and once again looked over my worn jeans, dark shades, and hoodie—the last of which was pulled up to cover my head and part of my face. “I wasn’t aware that the Unabomber was on the guest list.” Her nose wrinkled in the most adorable way, and I nearly laughed. 
Seriously, I was popping the biggest ‘hot for teacher’ boner just watching her disapproving frown. She reminded me of the TA I’d had a crush on back in high school—only ten times sexier. “I’m assuming you’re referring to the poker player who used hoodies to obscure his face rather than the actual terrorist.” She had such an expressive face; no way would she ever be able to play poker. 
“I’m undecided,” she offered in a clipped tone as she glanced around, presumably looking for backup. “And you need to leave. Guests will be arriving soon; ones who are fully aware and respectful of the dress code for events such as this.” Her eyes narrowed, and she surprised me by stepping closer, entering my space. “I’ll not have you disturbing anyone or disrespecting the work being showcased here tonight. Now, I’ll ask you one last time to please leave.”

 

“Emily? Is there a problem here?” An older gentleman approached from the back room, his brow furrowed as he took in my attire and returned his attention to her. 
So, her name is Emily. Hmm, I like it. Suits her.
She quirked her mouth and watched me as he approached, answering without looking away. “This…” Her lip curled in distaste, and I had the insane urge to bite it. “Party crasher won’t leave. He says he was told to ‘stop by’ before the show tonight to look around.” God love her, she even used air quotes, and her southern accent was ramping up as she got progressively more irritated. 

 

When the older man didn’t respond, she looked from me to him. “Arthur, did you hear me?”

 

I’d kept my eyes predominantly on her, but realizing his silence, I flicked my gaze to him and found him staring wide-eyed in my direction. “Are you…?”
I nodded quickly and returned my attention to the trim, golden-haired spitfire who was still in my personal space. So close, in fact, that I could smell her perfume, which was amazing: crisp and light, with a fruity note that made me want to lick her. 
She glanced up at me and stepped back as if she was just realizing how close we were standing. Satisfied that she was at a safe distance, she looked back to the older man expectantly. “Well? Anyone want to clue me in? Preferably while we’re all still reasonably young. I have to get things ready in case the artist shows.”
“I thought the artist was a recluse, secretive to the point that no one had actually met the man,” I interjected, suppressing a smile. 
She gave me an annoyed look. “It’s rumored that he sometimes attends his showings as a guest, just to see how his work is being received. On the off chance that the rumor is true, I want everything perfect in advance of his arrival.” The way she spoke made it clear she was a fan of the artist, so much so that her fluid green eyes actually danced despite her annoyance at my intrusion. She managed to fangirl without gushing, which was something I wasn’t used to seeing. In my line of work, gushing, crying, and even being hit with a hail of still-warm panties was the norm from fans.
Maybe if I took off my glasses she’d gush a little. 

 

Would she even recognize me? I wasn’t as front-and-center as the rest of the band, being that I was always behind my drum kit, but I still had a pretty massive following. Thus, the need for anonymity when I was out and about. 

 

“Emily, maybe you should run along and finish up. I’ll take care of Mr.—um, this gentleman.” The man looked at me with a shrug, not sure what to say to her but having clearly decided she needed not be privy to my identity. 

 

I disagreed. 
I bent forward and gave her a disarming smile. “The artist thinks you’ve done an amazing job already. Don’t touch a thing. It’s all perfect.”
“And how could you possibly know that?” she snipped. 
I straightened up and tilted my head down, letting the corner of my mouth quirk up in an ironic smile as I peered at her over the top of my glasses. 

 

She just stared at me for a minute, her initial frown morphing before my eyes. She went from annoyed to confused to excited to mortified in the span of a few seconds before making a long gasping sound low in her throat. “Oh, shit.” Her face went white, and one hand came up to clutch her chest over her heart like it was hammering behind her ribs.
Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything. It was a spur of the moment decision. The owner and curator had both signed NDAs, but she hadn’t. I wanted to be worried about it, but standing there, watching her slowly turn green, I just couldn’t muster enough self-awareness to care. All I could focus on was her and how she staggered back, apologizing profusely before running off in the direction of the ladies’ room. 
The curator—I believe she called him Arthur—looked at me sheepishly. “Obviously, that wasn’t the welcome I’d envisioned for someone of your reputation and talent. I can only assume it fell short of your expectations, as well.”

 

If he’d seen some of the greetings I’d gotten over the years from the droves of Thrill of the Chase followers, he wouldn’t have bothered asking such a stupid question. “I’ve had better,” I deadpanned.
Anna Paige is the author of the Broken series, the Thrill of the Chase series, and Off Script, a sexy standalone romance.

 


She lives in a rural town in North Carolina where the only activity is the rhythmic color change of the solitary stoplight and a very real threat of being carried away by mosquitoes. The only alternative to terminal boredom is writing, making life interesting if only on the page. 

Anna is happily married, with one amazing son and a pair of hilarious pets. When she’s not writing, she’s trying to make a dent in her TBR pile. Given that she’s constantly adding new titles to the list, the chances of her ever finishing are slim.

And she’s completely fine with that.

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NEW RELEASE!!! ~ Never After by Billie Dale

Title: Never After: A Fairytale Inspired Romantic Comedy
Author: Billie Dale
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Fantasy Fairytale Novella
Release Date: April 6, 2018
ONLY $0.99 & AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS FOR 3 DAYS ONLY
When I walked down the aisle all those years ago, I thought I was about to begin a fairytale romance…
Boy, was I ever wrong.

Now my would-be Prince Charming is doing a stint behind bars, and my two kids and I are back in the one place I never wanted to see again – the home of my witchy, poisoned-apple-giving Wicked Stepmother.

A loveless home is no place to raise your kids and playing cleaning lady to the seven messiest brothers in history isn’t going to cut it.
Elsabeth Delle bursts into my life like a winter storm – with an idea that might get both of us damsels out of our distress.
It starts with a bed, a webcam, and whichever Internet strangers are willing to offer up their golden coins.
What could go wrong?
As it turns out, it’s not a what. It’s a who.

Royal Princeps.
He seems almost too good to be true – all radiant green eyes, perfect scruff and a body that’s just made for sin. He’s definitely the fairest of them all…. But I’ve got to figure out if this handsome hunk is my Knight in Shining Armor, or the Big Bad Wolf in sheep’s clothing; ready to eat me all up (and not in the good way.)
Or, as I’m starting to suspect, maybe he’s a bit of both…

Never After is a Snow White-inspired, curse-word infused bedtime story for adults only – exploring what happens when your fairytale “happy ending” is actually just the beginning…

Billie Dale lives in no-where middle earth. Lost in a small village in the Midwest with four kids, three animals and an amazing, word inspiring book boyfriend worthy husband.

A blogger by nature and a writer because she got tired of arguing with the voices in her head. She loves and lives the words on the page, whether writing them or reading them her life is consumed by the worlds her head creates.

Her greatest wish is that readers will fall in love with her words as much as she loves writing them and as much as she loves reading others. She loves to create new worlds to explore and loves to write words that will take root in you soul.

Paranormal, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary — there is not one box she fits in. She’s a rebel in the author world who writes what her head tells her even it jumps from genre to genre.

Other Works:
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Birthday Witch
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HAPPY RELEASE DAY! ~ Cut Short by Julia Wolf (Trailer & Giveaway INSIDE!)

Title: Cut Short
Author: Julia Wolf
Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: March 22, 2018 

 


 

Of all the towns and salons he could have walked into, he had to walk into hers…

Rachel Sachs finally has her life together— almost. She owns a salon in the town she’s always loved, dances the Running Man like nobody’s business, has regular wine nights with her girls, and does really good hair.

After a trail of failed Tinder hook-ups, she’s finally ready for something real…

Until she sees Joe Silver— the object of her high school obsession and the breaker of her young heart. That might be a little too real.

Fourteen years ago, Rachel ghosted when Joe made it clear she’d never have him. But now? He’s not letting her get away. And soon they’re right back to where they started, only instead of the all night instant messaging they did in high school, they’re blowing up each other’s phones with texts.

Rachel wants nothing more than to savor the slow, delicious burn of falling for Joe Silver again, but can she trust that what they’re building is the real she’s looking for? Or will history repeat itself and leave her with another broken heart?

Joe and Rachel were kind of exhausting. Their story itself was cute, but they all seemed like they were very immature, in their early twenties rather than actual adults.

My biggest problem with the story was that, at times, there was an insane amount of detail for random things. It just felt out of place and I would go back to make sure I hadn’t skipped a page or two. I liked the story, but I just wanted it to be so much more.

 

COVER REVEAL ~ Never After by Billie Dale

Title: Never After (A Fairytale Fantasy)
Author: Billie Dale
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Fantasy Fairytale Novella
Release Date: April 6, 2018
When I walked down the aisle all those years ago, I thought I was about to begin a fairytale romance…

Boy, was I ever wrong.

Now my would-be Prince Charming is doing a stint behind bars, and my two kids and I have been dropped on our butts at the one place I never wanted to see again – the home of my witchy, bitchy, poisoned-apple-giving Wicked Stepmother.
I’ve got to get my kids and I out of there, before she goes back to her old tricks. But it’ll take more than the money I make as cleaning lady to the seven messiest brothers in history…
But then Elsabeth Delle bursts into my life like a winter storm – with an idea that might get both of us damsels out of our distress.
It starts with a bed, a webcam, and the promise of safe, sanitized anonymous cyber-sex with whichever Internet strangers are willing offer up their golden coins.
What could go wrong?
As it turns out, it’s not a what. It’s a who.
Royal Princeps.
He seems almost too good to be true – all radiant green eyes, perfect scruff and a body that’s just made for sin. Even better, it doesn’t take a magic mirror to tell me he thinks I’m the Fairest of Them All.
I’ve got to figure out if this handsome hunk is my Knight in Shining Armor, or the Big Bad Wolf in sheep’s clothing; ready to eat me all up (and not in the good way.)
Or, as I’m starting to suspect, maybe he’s a bit of both
Never After is a Snow White-inspired, curse-word infused bedtime story for adults only – exploring what happens when your fairytale “happy ending” is actually just the beginning…

A stay at home mother of four who loves to read, blog, and write. Billie Dale is from a small blip of a town in no where Indiana. When she doesn’t have her nose buried in a book or glued to a keyboard she can be found cuddled up with her amazing husband of 14 years, loving on her sweet, sweet grandbaby or cheering for her kids sports.

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PRE-ORDER BLITZ ~ Link’d Up by Harley Stone

Title: Link’d Up
Series: Dead Presidents MC Series #1
Author: Harley Stone
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 26, 2018 
President Tyler “Link” Lincoln of the Dead Presidents MC, runs a club dedicated to helping military vets readjust to society. When his sergeant at arms is arrested for the attempted murder of a prominent Seattle figure, Link’s search for a lawyer brave enough to fight for justice leads him to an alluring defense attorney with a bleeding heart and a steel backbone. 

 


This isn’t the first time Emily Stafford’s commitment to defending the falsely accused has put her in harm’s way. Smart, cautious, and independent, she knows how to defend herself. At least, she did until she joined forces with one sexy, overbearing, tattooed MC president.

Flames run hot as Link and Emily seek shelter in the club’s converted fire station, working against the clock to uncover the truth and save a somewhat innocent man. 

Emily pulled out a bandage and I grabbed her hands, stopping her from ripping it open.
She looked up at me, lip curled, eyes daring. “What’s the matter? Is the big bad biker afraid of a little Band-aid?”
“Big bad bikers don’t use Band-aids.” I was so damn hard for the little firecracker, I pulled her against me so she could feel my reaction.
She glared at me. “I told you not to touch me.”
“What’s the matter? Is the big bad lawyer afraid of a little touching? Scared you might like it and attack me? Fuck me, even?” Lowering my head so my lips were less than an inch from her neck, I added, “You showed me what you’re capable of. You don’t like this, babe, you can stop me anytime.
She pushed me away. “You’re a client, Link. There are rules.”
I grinned. “First off, I’m not your client. Havoc is.”
“You paid me.”
I crept closer, my hands settling back on her hips. “The club paid you.”
“And you’re the president of said club. It’s a fine line.”
But this time, she didn’t pull away. She wanted it as much as I did. I could tell by her dilated eyes and shallow breathing. If I slid a finger over her folds, she’d be wet for me. The surety of it made me even harder. I circled my arms around her waist and pulled her closer as I nibbled and kissed my way up to her jaw. She tasted sweet and her skin was buttery soft against my lips.
“Second,” I breathed. “Are you telling me it’s illegal to sleep with a client?” I knew it wasn’t. I’d looked up the law.
My lips grazed her neck again, and she sucked in a breath. “Not exactly illegal, but frowned upon. It could damage my reputation.
I claimed her mouth, temporarily cutting her off.
When I let her up for air, she dove right back into her objection. “And I’ve worked my ass off to be wanted for my skills in the courtroom, not the bedroom.”
Words breathy, objection weak at best, I knew I had her. Smiling as my hands drifted down to give her ass a squeeze, I brushed another kiss against her plump lips and said, “What if I want you for both?”
I pulled her tighter against me and she opened her lips with another gasp. It was all the invitation I needed. Grabbing her ass, I picked her up and walked until her back pressed against the wall, all the while, exploring her mouth. Pulling back long enough to take in her lust-filled gaze, I ran my fingers through her hair, releasing it from the bun. It fell in waves past her breasts. Holy shit, I wanted her. I was so hard it literally hurt.
“My god, you are so beautiful,” I said, tucking a lock behind her ear. “I can’t wait to get you naked.”
Harley Stone writes mafia romance and funny-as-shit romantic fiction. When she’s not writing, she’s busy living out her real adventure in southwest Washington with her husband and their five boys. 

 

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