Friday, December 11, 2015

CHASING PAYNE BY CHANTEL SEABROOK SALE BLITZ

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Chasing Payne
By: Chantel Seabrook
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Lion shapeshifter, Agent Chase Payne, doesn't have time for distractions — especially the kind that involve his best friend's younger sister. He has a job to do: leading his team of Therian agents to fight against those who would expose their kind to the world.

Lora Oliver wants to be a Therian agent, but secrets from her past have damaged the bond between her human and animal natures, and threaten to destroy everything she's worked so hard for, along with the people she loves.

Assigned to Chase's team, Lora struggles to retain control and keep her secrets buried, while Chase denies what he feels for Lora. And then, one kiss changes everything.



Chase paced the room for several moments before sitting on the edge of the desk with his arms crossed over his powerful chest. "You're ready to risk your life?"
He wasn't trying to hide his disapproval, and Lora felt her own irritation mounting. "I don't have a death wish if that's what you're asking."
His gaze locked on her, watching her with a silent intensity that was more than unnerving. It was downright intimidating.
"I'll be honest—I don't like this." He uncrossed his arms and gripped the edge of the desk, his knuckles whitening. "There are other jobs within the agency that don't pose any risk."
Was he freaking serious? So it was all right for him to risk his life, but not her? Bullshit! She wouldn't let Chase Payne bully her into leaving. She'd worked too hard over the past year to get where she was.
"If you don't want to be my supervisor, I can ask Jacob to reassign me."
"No." A snarl resonated from his chest. A dominant sound, meant to intimidate.
Damn him. The man reeked of scare tactics. He wouldn't win. She wouldn't let him. Did he really think she would back down that easily? She'd grown up in a houseful of alpha males, all fighting for control.
"I graduated top in my class. I'm more than qualified to—" 
He moved so quickly that she barely had time to react. Placing his hands on the arms of her chair, he leaned over her, blue eyes blazing, his face inches from her own. "To what?"
She swallowed hard and bit her lip. His hot breath tickled her cheek, and his male scent surrounded her like a musky cocoon, turning her insides to mush.
To her horror, a small whimper escaped her lips.
A hard smile played across his mouth, his gaze cool and calculating. "Tell me, Lora, what are you qualified to do?"
Arrogance.
Power.
Pure male confidence.
His eyes remained locked on hers, daring her to challenge him. Her animal stalked, paced, rumbling to get out, clouding her mind with dark, dangerous desire. He was so close, his mouth tempting her, drawing her—
Without thinking, she grabbed his collar, yanked him down to her level and drew his mouth towards her own. Her lips brushed against his, and he went still.
Oh god, what was she doing? She knew she should stop, but something primal pushed her forward. She dragged her tongue across his lips and felt the tiniest shudder rip through his body.
His tongue swept against hers and for a mouth-watering moment, he returned her kiss, setting fire to her senses. Years of dreaming about Chase Payne hadn't prepared her for the electrifying sensation that coursed through her body.
A groan reverberated in his throat, low and deep, a sexual sound that left her panting for more. Lust rippled through her body, invading her senses. He tasted sweet, with a mix of tanginess and just a hint of spice. She couldn't stop even if she wanted to. Her animal growled, wanting more, needing more.
He broke the connection with a sudden jerk backwards. His eyes wide, dark with desire and something akin to fear. "What the hell?"
A hint of satisfaction rolled through her. For the first time in her life, she felt like she had the upper hand. She looked up at him and smirked. "I'm qualified in more areas than you know." 



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Chantel Seabrook currently resides in London, Ontario, with her husband and two daughters. She is passionate about writing and enjoys reading fantasy, paranormal romance, and science fi_ction. Chantel has a four-year Anthropology degree from Western 
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Friday, September 18, 2015

Complicate Me by Best Selling Author M. Robinson

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Title: Complicate Me (The Good Ol’ Boys)
Author: Best Selling Author M. ROBINSON
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Day: September 14th
Cover Design: Rebecca Marie at The Final Wrap





It was complicated, it was also just the beginning.
A decision.
A simple choice.
There is always that one moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road.
A different life.
It was easier to pretend that we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
Pretending was better than knowing the truth...
I. Ruined. Us.
I had her.
I lost her.
I love her.
All I did was complicate us. 





My brown eyed girl sat on our blankets with her arms wrapped around her knees, hiding her face. The tiny frame that I adored so much shook uncontrollably, only heightening the deepest sobbing that escalated with each passing second. It was such an intimate moment, not to be shared with anyone, especially me. Alex didn’t cry. I watched her bawl for the first time in my life. I had never seen anyone cry like that before, and it shook me to my core, slicing me whole, and making me feel like I was dying. Carving a memory that I would take to my grave. 
There was no going back…
No erasing.
No do overs.
No deleting.
What I witnessed tonight would be my purgatory; I would now close my eyes and forever see her falling apart in front of me. Shattering before my very own eyes and I found it hard to breathe.
Hard to move.
My feet were glued to the goddamn floor as she continued to weep, sob, bawl, violently sucking in air that wasn’t available. I accepted it all; each tear that fell from her face becoming pieces of me. Circulating through my veins and blood, it flowed endlessly, a river of her sadness and sorrow and of my broken promises. No beginning or ending to her cries, just an infinite current, flooding the hole where my heart should be. The shadow of her trembling petite body reflected off the walls, leaving a trail of regrets in its wake.
Mine.
Hers.
Ours.
Growing up in a small town you overheard a lot of things. People talking, stories told, town gossip. You listened a lot. You learned a lot. Tourists, townies, friends, and especially family all shared wisdom and advice that you think you will never need.
Bunch of bullshit.
They say you have that one moment in life where things could have been different, that one moment that changes the course of your life or the direction you could have taken. That one moment that could forever change you and everything you wanted to be true, everything you wanted to believe.
One simple decision could alter your entire future.
My entire world.
I would forever remember this moment for the rest of my life. This is the moment that changed everything. This is the moment where I took another direction, another road that led me to my own demise.
My own regrets. 
I should have walked in there. I should have apologized. I should have begged for her forgiveness. I should have promised that I would never hurt her again. I should have done whatever it took to make her look at me the way she had our entire lives.
But I didn’t…
I did none of those things…
Not one.
Nothing was said between us.
No words.
No actions.
I was a coward and couldn’t do it. I couldn’t see her like that. I couldn’t look into her eyes and know that I had hurt her. That I had disappointed her. That I ruined her love and lost her respect for me.
The boy who promised he would never hurt her.
The boy who swore he would always protect her.
The boy who vowed he would never let anything happen to her.
That same boy was me.
I was the reason she was bawling.
I was the reason she was hurt.
I was the reason she was broken.
She knew the truth. It had finally caught up to me… I shattered her illusion that I was hers. I ruined the one good thing I had in my life. The girl that owned my heart was bleeding out for me in a way that I had never seen before. The house was no longer our safe place.
I had brought my hurricane with me…
I couldn’t risk the possibility of losing her permanently if I walked in there and admitted my truths. She wouldn’t love me anymore, she wouldn’t look at me the same anymore, and she wouldn’t be mine anymore.
My brown eyed girl.
The girl that I had loved all of my life.
The same girl that I would love for the rest of my life.
Alexandra.
I gave her the only comfort I could in her moment of despair. I turned around and left. I walked down the stairs and got into my truck. I turned the engine on and drove my sorry ass home. I took a shower and never once looked at myself in the mirror. I pretended that nothing changed. That I didn’t cause her pain, and that she didn’t know the truth. That I didn’t see her sobbing and that she wasn’t even bawling to begin with. That we were still just best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
My Half-Pint and her Bo.
It was better than knowing…
I ruined us.





Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.  




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Thursday, September 10, 2015

Re-Release Sky Watcher by Ella Emerson

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Sky Watcher
by: Ella Emerson




Meet Allison Singleton, Single, alone. Her husband had left her after years of marriage, and she is destined to be alone for the rest of her life. At 35, she is afraid to hop back into the dating scene, as she knows there aren’t too many options at her age. She has labeled men her age into two categories: Taken, being the first. Everything left over, being the second. The second group is, the men who are so dreadful no woman has snagged them up yet. This is her dating pool. That is until she meets the hot lawyer, Gavin McDermott, on a blind date. Who may just be what she is looking for. He offers her a job she never expects, and she accepts to try new things. It is here she discovers, herself, how to be happy and maybe love. But, after tragedy strikes will everything be as it seems? Will the happiness she is searching for be a ploy?


He stops, when we near the big willow tree.
“Want to hear a story?”
Not really waiting for my answer, he motions for me to sit down under the large tree. “Do you know the legends associated with the weeping willow trees?” he asks.
“No, I don’t,” I answer while taking a seat on the cool grass. He takes a seat next to me and grabs a twig on the ground.
“Some say that the weeping willows once stood upright and strong, but that the broken hearts of lovers so touched the hearts of the trees in such a way that they bent in grief and were never able to straighten themselves again. Now they are forever weeping the tears of each lover. Others say that they weep for the pain that mankind inflicts upon the earth, and they will right themselves, once again, when a new era of peace and kindness becomes a reality,” he says as he twirls the twig through his fingers. His eyes are focused on the twig while he talks and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Hearing his words about the willow tree moved me. “That’s beautiful,” I say, staring up into the branches of the willow.
His eyes land on me, and he smiles a slow sexy grin, repositioning his body to where we are facing each other. He leans his back against the tree and drops the twig. Grabbing a hold of one of the willow’s branches he casts his eyes on the shimmering lake.
“It is the tree of dreams. I have sat here so many times over the years, dreaming of how my life will turn out.”
“Well, is it everything you have dreamed it will be?” I ask.
Our eyes meet, holding each other as he drops the branch and it swings in the breeze. “Well no, but that’s life, you know? It kinda never turns out how you dream it will.”

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Ella Emerson lives in Florida with her husband and three wonderful children. When she isn't writing you can find her watching movies or playing games with her children. She loves to read, write and eat pizza. A true lover of the beach, she enjoys the sun, surf, sand and sea. She also is a huge fan of the cinema and enjoys crazy 80's chick flicks. She was raised a military brat, and has seen her fair share of the world. She loves using her own experiences and turning them into lovely romantic tales.
In high school she discovered her love for reading, and even had one of her poems published in a national magazine. She continues to read, write, review and hopefully she can become an inspiration to her own children, as well as others.

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