Friday, November 20, 2020

RELEASE BOOST - Mail-Order Brides for Christmas




Title: Mail-Order Brides for Christmas
Authors: Fiona Davenport, Frankie Love, 
Hope Ford, Kelli Callahan, S.E. Law & Tracy Lorraine
Genre: Steamy Mail Order Bride Romance
Release Date: November 17, 2020

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The Mistletoe Brothers are ready to save Snow Valley … even if it means marrying complete strangers. 

The six women who arrive in this mountainside town all have very different reasons for agreeing to an arranged marriage. And none of them quite know what to make of the six ruggedly handsome brothers who greet them. 
But they do know this: there’s no turning back. 
It’s Christmas, the season for miracles … but is it also the season for falling in love? 

Join six of your favorite romance authors this holiday as they show you around the most romantic town you’ve ever visited. It’s got an ice-skating rink where you can hold hands, hot cocoa to sip by the fire, and plenty of mistletoe that you can kiss under. This collection of all new stories are filled with high heat...because with six brothers, there are plenty of packages to unwrap.

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Title: Better Late Than Never
Author: Ghiselle St. James
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Kari Nappi
Release Date: December 11, 2020

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Savannah 
Since we were fifteen years old, my best friend, Kyle Moxam, has been a constant in my life. We’ve argued, fought, blocked each other – well, I have – and made up over Pop Tarts and purple soda. We've been on a cycle of will they/won't they/should they since then. We should because of our history...we can't because of our present circumstances. And, boy, what circumstances they are! I may be on the verge of losing the only person I've ever truly loved. Or am I...? 

Kyle 
Since I was fifteen years old, Savannah ‘Savi’ Carpenter has played the role of my best friend, while my heart – and other parts of my anatomy – ached for her. Our friendship has been tested over the years, but we’ve always come out stronger through it all. Not this time. I may have pushed her too far and I don't know if we can come back from this. Can we survive this latest test with our friendship and heart intact? I sure as hell hope I don't lose her...because that would suck.

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Writing under the pen name Ghiselle St. James, Ghiselle was born and raised in Jamaica, West Indies (cue "Welcome to Jamrock" by Damion 'Jr. Gong' Marley...LOL).

She has a never-ending love for written thoughts: poetry, song lyrics and fiction. Ghiselle writes about tough heroines (much like herself) and the men tasked with loving them.

She has been widowed since 2018, works full time, and has a part-time job lecturing, but always makes time for music of all genres, bedroom concerts that sometimes involves twerking, writing, reading and chatting with friends and readers on Facebook.

She spends most of her summers at a Christian youth camp where she counsels and mentors children and teens, and has done plenty of volunteer work with disadvantaged children and teens, living in inner-city communities.

Ghiselle is already working on her next release, so look out for more from her!

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Thursday, November 19, 2020

RELEASE BLITZ - Rumor Going 'Round by Samantha Lind




Title: Rumor Going 'Round
Series: Lyrics and Love #3
Author: Samantha Lind
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 19, 2020

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When rumors start circling, 
Do you walk the other way? 
Or give them something to talk about? 

She was the one I always secretly wanted 
But it was never meant to be, 
I landed myself in the friend zone. 

He was my high-school crush, 
Who grew up into the single sexy dad, 
Putting his life on the line with every fire he fought. 

One spin around the dance floor has our friends talking, 
Wondering if we could get any closer. 

We blew the rumors off until one day, we really gave them something to talk about.

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Samantha Lind is a contemporary romance author. Having spent the first 27 years of her life in Alaska, she now calls Iowa home where she lives with her husband and two sons. She enjoys spending time with her family, traveling, reading, watching hockey (Go Knights Go!), and listening to country music.

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RELEASE BLITZ - Hunter by Tracy Lorraine




Title: Hunter
Series: Rosewood High #5
Author: Tracy Lorraine
Genre: High School Bully Romance
Release Date: November 19, 2020
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I’m a nobody... until everybody realizes who I am and who I’m related to.

Then it’s like a giant target is painted on my back. They all think they can use me to climb the Rosewood High royalty ladder.

They obviously underestimate me. I won’t cower down or give in.

They can’t break me. But he can... without even trying.

Zayn Hunter.

He doesn’t want to use me... he’s already at the top— one of the Kings of the school.

He wants something else. Something he can’t have.

Me.

Yet he’s always there, living up to his name. Stalking me, like I’m his prey...

Maybe I am.

Even with the teasing and taunting, he’s not the real predator. He’s my protector.

His rescuing could be my undoing.

Because not everything is a game, and the boy I love to hate isn’t the only one watching.

He just might be the only one who sees me... the real me.

I just hope it’s enough.
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Tracy Lorraine is a M/F and M/M contemporary romance author. Tracy recently-ish turned thirty and lives in a cute Cotswold village in England with her husband, daughter and lovable but slightly crazy dog. Having always been a bookaholic with her head stuck in her Kindle Tracy decided to try her hand at a story idea she dreamt up and hasn’t looked back since.
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RELEASE BLITZ - Cruel Captivation by Kelli Callahan




Title: Cruel Captivation
Series: Underground Kings #5
Author: Kelli Callahan
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 19, 2020
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They call me Heaven, but I'm far from being a saint. 
I served six years in prison for assault and battery, 
On a woman. 

If there is one thing people know about me, it’s how much I love women. 
I’d never lay a finger on them, unless it is all in pleasure, then yes, I plead guilty. 
I thought my past was behind me. I’m not like the other guys here. 
I’m not itching for payback, I only want to move on with my life. 
But she shows up. 
Heather Thomas. 
The governor’s other daughter. 
I only know because the woman I was accused of beating senseless was her sister. 
Now Heather is here, and things don’t look too promising for me. 
I shouldn’t be in the same space as Heather. 
It’s too dangerous. She sees me as I guilty man. 
After what she has been through, I don’t blame her. 
But she captivates me. I want her to believe me, to believe in me. 
I want to be her Heaven. 

I have to prove to her that I'm not the man I was set up to be in her mind. 
And then maybe, she’ll be captivated by me.


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Kelli writes hot and steamy romances with delicious alpha males who will not stop until they get the women they crave exactly where they want them. Kelli’s heroes are tough as nails, hot as sin, and underneath the rough exterior is a heart of gold begging to be unleashed. If you think you can tame them, you’re probably right, but it won’t be an easy journey.
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RELEASE BLITZ - Accidental Sugar Daddy by Kaci Rose




Title: Accidental Sugar Daddy
Author: Kaci Rose
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 19, 2020
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AN ACCIDENTAL MEETING. AN UNCONVENTIONAL OFFER. AN UNDENIABLE ATTRACTION... 

Ellie wasn’t looking for a Sugar Daddy. The second she realized she had accidentally stumbled into a mixer of Sugar Babies looking for daddies, she started for the door. Then the sizzling hot guy at the bar caught her eye. What started as a simple dinner date turned into an offer too tempting to resist. Join him at work events and social gatherings for one month—no sex involved—and make enough money to ease the burdens she faced as a single mom. Surely she can resist her attraction to him for one month... 

As far as Owen was concerned, Ellie was a complete mystery. She agreed to his offer, yet hated for him to spend any money on her. It didn’t add up... until he discovered she was a mother. He wasn’t looking for an insta-family, yet the more time he spends with Ellie and her kids, the more he wants them in his life.
Can what started as a business arrangement shift into more? Or will their unconventional start ruin a chance for a beautiful forever? 

This is a VERY Steamy, Billionaire, Sugar Daddy Romance. No Cliffhangers.
As always there is a satisfying Happy Ever After.
If you love steamy romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and billionaires, then this one is for you.
This is steamier then any book I have written to date. You have been warned

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EXCERPT
Chapter 1 

Ellie 

We all have that one friend; you know the one you would call to help you bury the body at three am. Well, who do you call when it's their body you plan to bury?
See she is the reason I'm in a mixer full of older men, and one of which just told me the real reason everyone is here, details said friend left out. But let's start at the beginning.
"Ellie just go. It's a night out and some free booze." My best friend Mia says.
"I have the girls, they have homework and need dinner," I say.
I’m a single mom to two amazing girls. Allie who is seven and Becca, who is five. Their dad, my ex-husband, was my high school sweetheart. Then one day he walked out when Becca was almost two. He disappeared for a year and then I received divorce papers.
Still, he gave me no reason and he saw the girls just once right before the divorce was final. He has every other weekend visitation, spring break, and two weeks in the summer but hasn't used a day of it. Child support comes on time every month though, thank God for small favors.
Mia knows all this. She knows I'm working to cover all our bills and while we are paying everything on time, one mess up and we would be in trouble. I have three-hundred dollars in savings and survive on my job at the coffee shop bakery and child support.
I don't go out, there is no money to do so. This is why Mia suggested the mixer so I could get out of the house. Apparently, this is where guys who aren't looking for commitment are finding someone to have dates with and they pay for it all.
It sounds too good to be true or like there is a catch, but Mia swears there isn’t, and Mia is my person, so I trust her.
To be honest, I'm not sure how she convinced me to go, it’s all still a blur but I'm here. Mia is with the girls and I'm nursing a glass of wine standing off to the side taking it all in. There are guys sixty and older, there are some guys my age in their mid-twenties and everything between.
But the girls are what catch my eye. They are all the same. Super skinny, tan, perfectly done blond hair, manis and pedis. Most look younger than me and they are flirty, basically the version of a trophy wife.
The word gold digger crosses my mind.
They are the opposite of me.
I have a little weight to me, I'm a mom of two after all, that flat stomach disappeared seven years ago. I'm not pale white, but I'm not super tan either. I'm five feet five inches and while these girls are wearing dresses that leave little to the imagination, I'm in dressy dark jeans, my favorite dress top, and heels.
The girls here all have the blond hair from a bottle while my hair is my natural chestnut brown. They have makeup on and perfect contouring,; I have mascara and lip gloss. I don't fit in here.
I decide I'm going to finish my drink because it was free and then bail. This is not my thing and not one person has even tried to talk to me. I finish off my wine and set it down. I gather my purse, but before I can turn to leave, a husky deep voice fills the air.
"You look like you are about to leave," he says.
I turn to see a man over six-foot-tall and he looks to be in his mid-thirties judging by the laugh lines. He has dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. He’s huge, like muscles for days huge. He has money,I can tell with his perfectly tailored suit and the Rolex on his wrist.
I smile, "That's because I am. A friend suggested I come here tonight, but I don't know, this isn't my kind of dating,” I say looking around.
"Dating..." he says, "Did your friend say what kind of group this was?"
"Just that the guys would be older, and I needed to get out of the house." I roll my eyes and he laughs. A husky laugh that has my stomach clenching and shivers running across my skin.
"Can I get you a drink? I would love to talk to you, and I think your friend left out some details," he says and extends his arm toward a table off to the side.
I hesitate. At the very least he does have my interest and he isn't bad looking. Okay, that is an understatement, this man is sexy as hell when he laughs and smiles.
Plus, I need to know if Mia's death will be quick or slow.
He must see my hesitation. "Just one drink and let me explain. Then you can leave, I won't stop you."
I take a deep breath and nod. We then sit at a table off to the side and out of the way, but still have a full view of the room. I study him and see him looking at me too.
"I'm Owen," he says.
"Ellie," I nod.
He takes a sip of his drink and then leans toward me resting his arms on the table. He points across the room.
"All these men have money and lots of it. What they don't want, is a relationship. The commitment, the feelings, the sticky stuff. Many want company, dates to events, someone to enjoy a meal out with, maybe a movie. Some just want a beautiful woman on their arm," he says.
"Like a trophy wife."
He laughs. "Yeah kind of, but without the marriage and with no strings. If there is a connection, they’re willing to pay the girls for their time."
Well, that catches my attention and I sit up straight.
"Like a hooker? Sorry, that is not me." I can't help the disgust in my voice.
He touches my hand gently. And sparks shoot up my arm and my hand feels like it’s on fire. I wonder if he feels it too.
"No sex is involved unless both parties agree. If a relationship is agreed upon these girls get paid for each date the guy takes them on, they get a monthly spending allowance, gifts, vacations it all varies from person to person."
"So, like a Sugar Daddy?"
"Pretty much," he grins.
I look at him thinking that this is why he is here. I don't get it. He is attractive and damn sexy so why would he need to pay for a date? What do I have to lose?
"Well, why are you here?" I ask him.
"Ahhh," he says with a sparkle in his eye. He looks away over the crowd and takes another sip of his drink.
"Relationships are messy, feelings, breakups. I run a very successful company and need dates to events, charity functions, and also, I like to go out, try new places to eat, see movies, and it kind of sucks doing that alone. I found many women were just after my money when I was looking for something real." He takes another sip of his drink. "After being emotionally drained, having both my work performance and my company suffer just for someone who only wanted money, I figured why not call a spade a spade. I have people who have families who depend on the success of the company, on me and I take that very seriously. So, I figured I can get the dates and company I want while being open about my motives and giving the women what they want. It's been a pretty good deal before."
"So how many 'relationships' have you had like this?" I ask.
"Three that lasted more than a month and one that went over a year."
"Why end it if it was going so well?"
"Everyone including her expected an engagement. While I have no problem with the arrangement, when or if I do get married, I plan for it to be for love, not to someone who is in it for what it can do for her. Call me old- fashioned, but marriage is a sacred thing for me."
I nod and sip my drink in silence looking at the crowd with new eyes.
"You’re different than the other girls here," he says.
I laugh, "Why because I don't dye my hair and my tits are real?"
He laughs so hard it causes people nearby to actually stop and stare, which causes my face to warm slightly.
"I wasn't thinking along those lines, but that's a good point. You are very real and blunt, and I can tell you aren't into all this."
"Yeah well, I don't have time to sugar coat things and if I had known what this was, I never would have shown up. As it is, my friend will need a SWAT team to protect her when I get home."
"Would an arrangement like this be so bad for you?"
I pause and then point to an older gentleman at another table well past his seventies with a walker next to him.
"What like him? He's looking for a sexy nurse for sponge baths. So not interested."
He gives me a soft smile never taking his eyes off me. Then his face goes serious.
"Well, what if it was me asking?"
I look him over and shake my head and start to stand up.
"You don't want me, but I bet the blond at the bar would be more than willing though." I know I need to leave before he goes and tries to pick her up cause watching that would suck. I grab my purse to leave.
"Will you please just hear me out?" he asks. "What harm can come from hearing what I have to say?"
I look at him wondering if I really want to hear it. I guess if nothing else this can be a funny story on the next horrible date I go on. I don't answer right away, so he continues.
"What if I sweeten the deal and buy you dinner? No strings attached. We talk and worst case you get a nice meal out of it and head home to slaughter your friend with my lawyers’ card in your hand for when she goes missing." He raises his eyebrow and I laugh.
When was the last time I found someone who can keep up with me?
"Okay dinner, but I'm driving my own car."
"Okay," he says. "There is a bistro less than five minutes from here that just opened a few weeks ago I've been wanting to try."
I nod, "I'll follow you there."
We end up at a little bistro that has modern touches and is done up in creams with lime green accents. I’m actually surprised I like the decor.
Owen gets us a seat in the back while I'm looking around. The place is pretty packed, so I'm surprised when we get right in.
He places his hand on my lower back and guides me to the table. Normally this would make me uncomfortable on a date, but for some reason, it has the opposite effect with Owen.
Owen pulls out my chair for me and is the picture of a perfect gentleman which is very refreshing.
We pick up our menus and he says, "Order anything you like, drinks, appetizers, desserts, and don't hold back"
Well, okay then. I order a glass of wine. I look around at the people at tables near us and at their plates of food.
I try to match up what they are eating with what's on the menu and my eyes go wide. Seventy-five dollars for three skimpy slices of steak on a small scoop of mashed photos and some fancy sauce. This place is out of its mind.
I sigh, and he hears it.
"What?"
"Nothing." I keep looking at the menu.
"No come on, don't hold your opinions back now."
I lean in so I can lower my voice. "You really think a place like this is worth your money?"
"I haven't eaten here yet, but everyone is saying good things and the chef is from Washington D.C. and has cooked for the president."
"Yeah, I bet he didn't rip him off," I say
"What do you mean?" He asks.
I point to the plate of the woman next to us.
“Seventy-five dollars for three slices of steak? You can get a twenty-ounce steak cooked perfectly and melts in your mouth for less than that elsewhere."
He shakes his head and smiles, "Let's give it a fair shake, yeah? Don't look at prices, let’s try the food and see if it measures up."
"Okay," I hesitantly agree.
We order an appetizer of crab cakes that aren't actually too bad, but I have had better ones.
"So, let's not beat around the bush," I say. "Get to talking."
"Upfront, are we?" he says.
"Yes, remember I speak my mind."
There is a twinkle in his eye at that.
"I like you because you are different, you hold your own in a conversation, you can make me laugh, and you have opinions. I guess I like that this isn't your thing, and you aren't being what you think I want, you are just you."
"Yes, well I'm not a bullshitter, never have been. I tend to be too blunt sometimes and put my foot in my mouth more than I'd like to admit. But I'm real, what you see is what you get. I don't like games. Games hurt too much," I say.
He looks at me seriously. "Yes, I agree, I don't do games either." He pauses and his tone softens, "Look, I'd like to do a trial run with you. One month."
I laugh, "You’ll run screaming after a week, trust me."
He just smiles. "One month, either of us can walk away, no questions asked. If after a month we agree it works, then we do a contract."
I look at him and study him as he talks. "What does this all entail?"
"Well, I'd like dinner once a week with you just like this, maybe a better restaurant," he pauses and smiles. "As I said, I like trying new places. That means drinks, dinner, maybe a movie, or an event downtown. Several hours of your time. I pay you three-hundred dollars a date and cover all expenses on said date. Say every Friday night. You are free to say no to any others during the week, but Friday night would be a must."
I stare at him, thinking. Three-hundred dollars more than pays for a babysitter if Mia or my mom aren't available and that's an extra $1200 a month. The money could build up my savings account and give me some breathing room.
He continues, "Over the next month I have three functions on my schedule. These are longer nights and require socializing, proper etiquette, dress, hair, makeup, etc. I pay five-hundred dollars a night for these. I cover your dress, hair, makeup, and anything else needed for the event. At the moment everything is in town, but I have had out-of-town events mostly for a weekend where I'd need you to come along. We’ll negotiate that beforehand. You will also be given a one-thousand-dollar line of credit for clothes and a two- monthly allowance to be on call for last minutes dates."
When he said that I almost choked on my wine. Did I just hear him right?
“Two-thousand dollars a month allowance?" I ask.
"Yes, to pay your bills, buy things you need. It's an incentive to drop plans when I ask for last minute dates."
"And what do you expect on the physical end from this?"
He smirks. "When we are out, it will be just like tonight. I’ll open the doors, pull out your chair, guide you with my hand on your back, or place your arm in mine and even hold your hand." He pauses, letting me take it in.
"At the big social events there might be some kisses on the cheek and dancing, but you are not required to kiss me or sleep with me and if you’re ever uncomfortable, you say so. But you do have to make it look like you enjoy my company, and we are on a real date and have a real relationship," he says.
I take another sip of my drink and think. Twelve-hundred dollars for one date a week to get out of the house, no kids. Fifteen-hundred dollars for three events and a two-thousand-dollar allowance is four-thousand dollars in one month. That's more than I make in a month with child support. Plus, there is an option to make more with other dates.
I could take fewer hours at work this month, spend some time with the kids, chaperone Allie's field trip, and write my book. Then when this is all over, sell the clothes and make a little more to put in the bank.
"And at any time, I can be done if this doesn't work. Even mid-date?" I ask.
"Yes, and you can keep the full allowance amount and any money and clothing allowance for the month. If the month works and you agree to a contract, then things are a bit stricter, but we can negotiate all that when the time comes."
It doesn't sound like a bad deal, almost too good to be true.
"I don't even know your full name," I say.
"Owen Garrett."
I pull out my phone and type it in.
"Are you Googling me?" he asks and smiles, clearly amused.
"Umm yeah, I need to know my chances of this ending with me being butchered in your backyard."
He grins again as our dinner shows up. He ordered scallops and I ordered the sliced steak.
"You aren't on any of these trendy diets, are you?" I ask, eying his plate.
"No why?"
"Because I like burgers, fries, and steak, all things meat and carbs."
"Good to know," he says over his drink glass with a hint of amusement in his voice.
We talk a bit about the food, how small the portions are, and we even swap a bite off each other’s plate.
"So, chances of you being slaughtered and buried in my back yard?" he asks.

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Kaci Rose runs on coffee, chocolate, and Oreos. She writes the type of romance books she wants to read. 
Kaci loves her book boyfriends with tattoos, muscles, beards, and a little dirty.
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