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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>Keep Me Close</strong><br /><strong>Elizabeth Cole</strong><br />(The Brothers Salem, #1)<br />Publication date: October 24th, 2017<br />Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance</span></p><blockquote><div>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dominic Salem is many things: professional ghost hunter, curse breaker, and demon slayer to name a few. If there’s one thing he’s learned, it’s never pick up hitchhikers. Something about this one made him stop, though. Maybe he hasn’t learned his lesson yet.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Lavinia “Vinny” Wake doesn’t exactly trust her smoking hot ride. Her music is her sanctuary, the only thing she really believes in. But now, Vinny’s dreams have her all messed up, and the last one seemed too…real.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dom can tell Vinny’s nightmares aren’t just dreams—they’re way worse. Something or someone is drawing her into a trap, and Dom has to stop it. Turns out Vinny’s life isn’t the only thing at stake. Her soul is on the line, too. No pressure.</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size: medium;">The debut novel in The Brothers Salem, a new contemporary paranormal romance series where a trio of demon hunters–armed with spells and snark–are on a mission to slay some demons, break some curses, and get their girls. Unless the girls get them first.</span></em></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">As soon as Dom left the building and sighted his motorcycle, he got sidetracked by something he didn’t usually see along with it—a gorgeous woman.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Wow,” Dom breathed. He’d seen her before, but not like this, leaning casually against the machine as if she belonged to it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The worn, cropped black leather jacket fit her frame perfectly. Underneath the jacket, he could see the mess of silver necklaces she wore around her neck, easily a couple dozen. She was resting against the side of the seat so that her legs were straight out, crossed at the ankles. The skinny jeans she wore outlined every contour of sleekly muscled legs.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Her black leather boots didn’t come up much above those ankles, and the leather was dusty with long wear, the toes all scuffed up. She had her phone out in one hand and a tube of lipstick in the other. Using the phone as a mirror, she swiped an intense red across her lips.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dom hated lipstick. But it was still sexy as hell to watch her put it on.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">She took her time, pursing her mouth in the mimic of a kiss, though she smiled only at the phone, not even glancing around. Her disdain for her surroundings was louder than any insult she might have screamed. It was defiant. It was unnecessarily provoking. And it looked great.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He was not the only man watching. Two other bikers had strolled up while he was inside. Dom wasn’t sure why they weren’t getting too close. Then he saw his cat pacing in a tight figure-eight pattern between the new guys and the bike.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">One guy took a step forward and earned a hiss from the cat, who arched her back in the classic Halloween pose.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">They laughed, but didn’t try to move forward. Piewicket could be far more intimidating than her tiny size suggested.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Pussycat’s got claws,” one said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Which pussycat you looking at?” the other said, and laughed again.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dom did not like that sound. He’d had enough of this place.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He moved faster. Not running, but not wasting time.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“What’s the rush, pal?” the first biker asked, seeing him pass.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dom didn’t answer.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">His passenger must have been more alert to the situation than she seemed because she somehow put her phone and lipstick away and swung one long leg over the seat by the time he reached the bike.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He pushed the new helmet toward her. “Put this on. And hold onto me, because when I drive out of here, I’ll be doing it fast. Got it?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">She looked dubious, but did it, covering her blonde hair with the shiny helmet. Then her hands slipped around his chest, holding tight.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Dom grinned in spite of the danger he could feel all around him, thinking, <em>After this, I should really find out her name.</em></span><br />
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Elizabeth Cole is a romance author with a penchant for history, which is why she lives in an old house in an old city. She can be found hanging around libraries and archives, or curled in a corner reading, cat on lap. She believes in love at first sight. Then again, she also believes that mac 'n' cheese is a healthy breakfast, so don't trust her judgment on everything.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Elizabeth writes the Secrets of the Zodiac series of romantic spy thrillers set in the Regency period. The eighth novel, BREATHLESS IN THE DARK, is now available.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Elizabeth recently completed her Swordcross Knights series of medieval romances set in the beguiling word of Britannia during the period known as "The Anarchy". Start today with HONOR & ROSES.</span></p>
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It's unbelievable how fast this year seems to be going by. I spent the last few days in July covered in a head-to-toe rash/allergic reaction to mushrooms. I don't think I'll ever eat mushrooms again. The rash was itchy and painful. It seems to finally be clearing up.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Okay, I read a total of 24 books last month.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ARCs 21</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Kindle Unlimited 2</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Audio 1</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Alright, time to go read.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Let's have a great month</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@aliciasplendeur/video/6991126007985999109?_d=secCgYIASAHKAESMgow238J5iZkKXLqV0n%2F1UXfD4Fv2BlnZOzDljDL%2FwKtVBvOR115plJ%2F%2BWzrni5c4a8jGgA%3D&_r=1&language=en&sec_uid=MS4wLjABAAAAjabv0jZrhLZ9a-HH7F3WPp3Hs0BMcGOiJZPAqPHuWpuCgEYLpijge-56xNd8aR96&sec_user_id=MS4wLjABAAAAjabv0jZrhLZ9a-HH7F3WPp3Hs0BMcGOiJZPAqPHuWpuCgEYLpijge-56xNd8aR96&share_app_id=1233&share_author_id=6917601585577182214&share_link_id=0b8e9af9-af2e-49bb-be42-fb3a047a3311&source=h5_m&timestamp=1620044782&u_code=dgf4kclijdl13m&user_id=6917601585577182214&utm_campaign=client_share&utm_medium=android&utm_source=more&is_copy_url=1&is_from_webapp=v1" target="_blank">My TikTok wrap-up video</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">xo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Alicia</span></div><br /> <p></p>splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-69176493547238812512021-08-02T06:00:00.001-07:002021-08-02T06:00:00.345-07:00Cover Reveal: Southern Playboy by Jessica Peterson @jessicapauthor @valentine_pr_<figure class="wp-block-image is-resized"><img alt="" class="aligncenter" height="828" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/Qwjodt61o8i9sa3OvFgk-5rdblUNmAHvajBBkHdFwJSKmZRbQGOiHuKmjnyANMwkIOlUIGVyhS57NUP84gAARbVV8XYgA6Q9TpSaKm7bhnheCjHlJvd2QcRpTaNE4Chz8NepiyBy" width="552" /></figure><figure class="wp-block-image is-resized"><img alt="" class="aligncenter" height="226" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/ItvAGlDptuSB8v8A4tI-qDNnDWbBoe_oahyaY1ZAGgCDHIumr2rc9TXaEcVM4SkOVfOAgBEDJxtBYqWICdxHwOKaz6KshPdmxPY_JxykMAHB-3l4z0s4BqHpcE7BEAU_gUrUFVo8=w612-h226" width="612" /></figure>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Jessica Peterson has revealed the cover for Southern Playboy!</span></em></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Releasing: September 2, 2021</span></em></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Hiring the woman who wrecked me to nanny the kid I just found out I have is a dumb idea. Getting naked with her in the back of my truck is even dumber.<br /><br />But old habits die hard.<br /><br />Amelia Fox was my high school sweetheart, the girl who broke my heart and nearly ended my football career a decade ago. It was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other, much less make a comeback.<br /><br />But I did come back. And I'm not about to let go of everything I fought for just because my world is imploding again.<br /><br />When I find out I'm the father of a two-year-old boy, I'm ready to start my final season in the pros. It's my last chance to nab the championship I promised my dad I'd win before he died.<br /><br />Enter Amelia: teacher, toddler whisperer, and--oh yeah--my ex-girlfriend. We haven't spoken in ten years, but I'm desperate, and she's looking for a job.<br /><br />I need to focus, which means I need help with this kid. Which means I need her.<br /><br />The arrangement works until one night of bad decisions and great sex threatens to ruin everything.<br /><br />Can we make it work this time around?<br /><br />Or is she just another bad habit I need to break before she breaks me?<br /><br />SOUTHERN PLAYBOY is a full-length, standalone novel. </span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Meet Jessica</span></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">Jessica Peterson writes smokin' hot romance set in her favorite cities around the world. She grew up on a steady diet of Mr. Darcy, Edward Cullen, and Jamie Frasier, and it wasn't long before she started writing swoon-worthy heroes of her own. She loves strong coffee, stronger heroines, and heroes with hot accents.<br /><br /><br />She lives in Charlotte, NC with her husband Ben and her smelly Goldendoodle, Martha Bean. She's hard at work on writing her next favorite sex scene. Stay tuned for exciting news on her next release!</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">Connect with Jessica</span></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Website: <a href="https://www.jessicapeterson.com/">https://www.jessicapeterson.com/</a></span></p>
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<h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The Highlander's Irish Bride by Vanessa Kelly</span></h3><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Publication Date: July 27, 2021</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Zebra Books</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Paperback & eBook; 352 pages</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Series: Clan Kendrick, Book 4</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Genre: Historical Romance/Scottish</span></div>
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The latest in bestselling author Vanessa Kelly’s intoxicating Clan Kendrick series shines a light on the most respectable member of the Kendrick clan—and the independent woman who stole his heart...<br />
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Miss Kathleen Calvert may be the daughter of an Irish aristocrat, but she has no intention of acting like one. All she desires is to return to her family’s estate to raise horses and manage her father’s magnificent gardens. But when a scandal threatens her reputation, her parents order her to a remote Scottish estate, hoping she will finally learn to behave like a proper lady. To make matters worse, her escort is a handsome Highlander who just happens to be the most boring man in all of Scotland...<br />
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After a youth of dangerous and wild escapades, Grant Kendrick surprised his family—and himself—by becoming a successful businessman and the most respectable Kendrick brother. But does that matter, when the beautiful and free-spirited Kathleen deems him a stodgy bore? Luckily, he gets the chance to prove her wrong when their carriage is ambushed by thieves. But it will take all his ingenuity to protect the beautiful lass who has stormed her way into his heart—and to convince her that a life with him will be a love-filled adventure...</span><br />
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<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Excerpt</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-a1e50ab0-7fff-3cb7-132c-ed727b4286cd"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant Kendrick has just returned home for dinner at his family’s Glasgow mansion, in the company of his eccentric grandfather, Angus MacDonald. Visitors from London, including an intriguing young woman, will be joining them… </span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Will, the under-butler, answered the door. “Good evening, Mr. Grant. I hope you had a productive day.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“I did, until a lunatic Highlander forced his way into my office.” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Will didn’t bat an eyelash. “The family and guests are beginning to gather in the drawing-room, sir, but you and Mr. MacDonald have time to change.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Thank you. I’ll just be . . .” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The words died on his tongue as he caught sight of a young woman floating down the staircase. He blinked, and then blinked again. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant was used to living with beautiful women. His sisters-in-law were all stunners, the sort that stopped men dead in their tracks. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This girl, though? She was just a wee dab of a thing. If lost in thought, a man might pass her on the street and never notice. But with a closer look, there was something . . . something fey about her, as if she’d just stepped out of a fairy ring in a deep Highland glen. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That impression grew stronger as she reached the bottom of the stairs, her skirts seeming to drift on a mountain breeze. The gown was eccentric and charming, a confection of pink silk and white lace that skimmed over her figure. An extraordinary number of gold spangled ribbons encircled her slender waist and cascaded down the front of the gown, some gently flaring as she came toward them. As she passed under the huge chandelier of the center hall, she seemed to shimmer, as if a thousand tiny stars were embedded in the fabric of her gown. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">You’re daft, man. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Girls didn’t shimmer or float, or any other stupid image his brain kicked out. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">She </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">was</span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> very bonny, just as his grandfather had said. With wide-set, pewter-gray eyes, narrow cheekbones, and a sharp little chin, her face looked more elfin than human. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Except for her mouth, which was definitely human and very lush, with a Cupid’s bow curve and a full lower lip. Set against her ethereal features, it made for an intriguing contrast.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant liked intriguing. He decided he liked pink gowns and spangled ribbons, too. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The young woman drifted to a halt a few feet away, her mouth tilted in a crooked half smile, as if unsure of her reception.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“You’re starin’, laddie,” Angus whispered.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Of course, what his grandfather considered a whisper could be heard half a block away.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Stop acting like a dolt.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He dredged up a smile. “I take it this is one of our guests. Perhaps you could introduce me, Grandda.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“That would be preferable to us staring at each other like boobies,” the young lady responded.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The vinegary reply was offset by her light voice and an appealing trace of a brogue—not Scottish, but Irish. That was also intriguing. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After a fraught pause, Grant nudged his grandfather. “Angus?”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Och, I’m forgettin’ my manners. Happens all the time, ye ken.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">When the girl smiled—a real smile, this time—Grant almost forgot his own name.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Lady Arnprior warned me that you didn’t have any manners,” she said to Angus. “So I shouldn’t mind if you say something outrageous.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Good God. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Angus gave her a wink. “I’ll be havin’ a wee chat with her ladyship, defamin’ me like that.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The girl laughed. “Oh, drat. Now I’ve got us both in trouble, haven’t I?”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Nothin’ we can’t get out of together, lass. Just follow my lead.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She dipped him a saucy little curtsy. “I will be sure to do so, Mr. MacDonald.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“A-hem,” Grant said. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Angus gave a fake start. “I almost forgot about ye. Miss Kathleen Calvert, allow me to introduce my grandson Grant Kendrick.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant bowed. “Miss Calvert, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to Kendrick House.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Thank you, sir.” She tilted her head back, studying him with a thoughtful frown. “I thought Lord Arnprior was tall, but you’re almost a giant. It’s all the clean living, I suppose, not to mention the log tossing. I’ve been told that Scots are fond of log tossing. By your size, I would say you do quite a lot of it.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant’s mind blanked for a moment. “Er, is that a question?”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Miss Calvert studied him for a moment before letting out a sigh, as if disappointed. “I suppose we should go in. The others are waiting.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">When she calmly walked off toward the drawing room, Grant turned to his grandfather. “What just happened?” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Ye got rolled up, son, that’s what happened. Ye’ll have to do better than that.”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Do better at having bizarre conversations? That’s your forte, not mine.” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Angus snorted. “At least my conversations don’t bore young lassies to death.” </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">With that annoying and probably truthful bon mot, his grandfather beetled over to the stairs, heading up to the family apartments. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Grant blew out a frustrated breath, then looked at Will. “Is it just me, or is my entire family insane?”</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Dinner in thirty minutes, sir,” the young man politely responded.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Shaking his head, Grant stalked up the stairs. </span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span></div>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">About the Author</h3><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://www.hfvirtualbooktours.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/03_Vanessa-Kelly.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;">
Vanessa Kelly is a USA Today Bestselling, award-winning author who was named by Booklist, the review journal of the American Library Association, as one of the “New Stars of Historical Romance.” Her Regency-set historical romances have been nominated in a number of contests, and she has won multiple awards, including the prestigious Maggie Medallion for Best Historical Romance. Her books have been published in nine languages.<br />
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Vanessa’s first Clan Kendrick book, <em>The Highlander Who Protected M</em>e, was a USA Today, Barnes & Noble, and BookScan bestseller. <em>The Highlander’s Christmas Bride</em>, her latest book, hit the top 50 on both the Barnes & Noble mass-market bestseller list and on BookScan. The Renegade Royals Series was a national bestseller, as was The Improper Princesses Series. <em>My Fair Princess</em> was named a Goodreads Romance of the Month and is a USA Today and BookScan bestseller.<br />
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When she’s not dreaming of plots for her next Regency novel, Vanessa is writing USA Today Bestselling books with her husband, under the pen name of <a href="http://www.vksykes.com/" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">V.K. Sykes</a>.<br />
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You can find Vanessa at <a href="http://vanessakellyauthor.com" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">vanessakellyauthor.com</a> or at <a href="http://vksykes.com" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">vksykes.com</a>. For all of Vanessa's latest news and contests--and to receive a free story--please sign up for her <a href="https://www.vanessakellyauthor.com/join-vanessas-mailing-list/" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">newsletter</a> on her website.</span><br />
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<h3 style="text-align: left;">Blog Tour Schedule</h3>
<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Tuesday, July 27</strong></span><br />
Excerpt at <a href="http://novelsalive.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Novels Alive</a><br />
Review at <a href="https://bookscookslooks.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Books, Cooks, Looks</a><br />
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Wednesday, July 28</strong></span><br />
Feature at <a href="http://thelitbitch.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">The Lit Bitch</a><br />
Review at <a href="http://gwendalynbooks.wordpress.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Gwendalyn's Books</a><br />
Interview at <a href="https://www.booksandbenches.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Books & Benches</a><br />
Review at <a href="https://debjanisthoughts.wordpress.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Debjani's Thoughts</a><br />
Excerpt at <a href="https://booksramblingsandtea.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Books, Ramblings, and Tea</a><br />
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Thursday, July 29</strong></span><br />
Review at <a href="http://www.theromancedish.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">The Romance Dish</a><br />
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Friday, July 30</strong></span><br />
Excerpt at <a href="https://readingismyremedy.wordpress.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Reading is My Remedy</a><br />
Excerpt at <a href="https://crossmyheartbookreviews.blogspot.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Cross My Heart Writing & Reviews</a><br />
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Monday, August 2</strong></span><br />
Excerpt at <a href="http://www.splendeurcaisse.blogspot.com" rel="noopener" target="_blank">SplendeurCaisse</a><br />
Review at <a href="https://jennifercwilsonwriter.wordpress.com/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Historical Fiction with Spirit</a><br />
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Tuesday, August 3</strong></span><br />
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<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Title:</b><b><i> The Matchmaker Bride</i></b></h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Author: </b><span style="font-weight: 400;">Ginny Baird</span></h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Genre: </b><span style="font-weight: 400;">Romcom </span></h2>
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<h2><b>About </b><b><i>The Matchmaker Bride:</i></b></h2>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b> A delightful romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Ginny Baird...</b>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Successful Boston matchmaker and television personality Meredith Galanes’s reputation is on the line. During a guest appearance on a morning talk show, she’s broadsided by questions about her own romantic attachments, just as she’s trying to secure a syndication deal. Afraid to admit her love life is a total disaster, Meredith blurts out that she’s seriously involved with a very special man—a boatbuilder in Maine. She never expects that small slip to get spun into a story about her supposed engagement.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Or that the paparazzi will track the guy down…</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Derrick Albright is laid-back about many things. Being hounded by the press about some imaginary engagement to a woman he’s only met once—and couldn’t stand—isn’t one of them. Then Meredith actually shows up at his cabin in Blue Hill, Maine, with an apology, a pot roast, and a proposal—play along until she secures her TV deal, and she’ll help him win back his ex.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">It’s a simple plan, but if they have any chance of pulling it off, they’ll have to survive each other first...</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Each book in the Blue Hill Brides series is STANDALONE:</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">* The Duplicate Bride</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">* The Matchmaker Bride</span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">Derrick had just finished making coffee when he heard a car door pop open. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">He set his mug down on the counter and scowled. Another reporter? Really? </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">It had only been a couple hours since the last round had come through, though he’d been smart enough not to answer the door and eventually they left. Instead of fielding questions he had no answers to, he’d been busy googling Meredith, trying to track down her phone number. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">As soon as he got rid of whoever the straggler was, he’d give in and call Brent. Maybe his wife, Hope, would be able to get him Meredith’s number. He intended to call and demand some answers. What had the infuriating woman said? Or maybe it hadn’t been her at all? Maybe one of her unhinged fans had started this rumor. But how did he get roped into it? He yanked open his front door, prepared to do battle with the paparazzi. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Then he froze at the sight of that cobalt blue convertible. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Meredith Galanes stepped out onto his gravel drive and his heart lurched. He’d had to put up with the woman for an entire week during Brent’s wedding last summer, and had hoped to never see her again. Yet, here she was, up close and personal, teetering in his direction in towering sandals and a flouncy dress, with her long dark curls bouncing behind her. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She held a large Crock-Pot in her hands, which she grasped with oven mitts. For an instant, it was hard to believe he was really seeing her and this wasn’t some kind of weird dream. </span>
<i><span style="font-weight: 400;">About Meredith? Not a chance. </span></i>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“I can explain!” she said, traipsing toward his cabin. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">This he had to hear. “Can’t wait.” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She approached his covered stoop, her spindly heels </span><i><span style="font-weight: 400;">clack-clack-clacking </span></i><span style="font-weight: 400;">against the flagstones hedged by flowering bushes. This was no dream. It was her, all right. In the flesh. And smelling like honeysuckle at the height of summer. Despite himself, he’d never forgotten her perfume, or, well... pretty much anything about her. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“Want to tell me what’s going on?” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She stared up at him with big, dark brown eyes and Derrick’s heart slammed against his chest. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“It was a simple mistake.” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“Simple? Your publicity posse was here not more than an hour ago.” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“Ah, um...yeah. About that.” She peered over his shoulder and into his empty living room. “Can we talk inside?” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“What are you even </span><i><span style="font-weight: 400;">doing </span></i><span style="font-weight: 400;">in Blue Hill?” he asked, not budging. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She smiled and shot him a flirty grin. “I came here to surprise you.” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Consider him surprised. And more than a little ticked off. What kind of nerve the woman had. “You’re not the first one today.” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She winced. “I heard.”</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“And?”</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She shoved her Crock-Pot under his nose in a peace offering. A delectable aroma wafted toward him. For the love of all things edible, it smelled just like a pot roast. A very delicious pot roast. Derrick hadn’t enjoyed a homecooked meal in months. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">She pressed forward into his cabin and he inched back. “Hungry?” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“No.” Derrick’s stomach betrayed him with a rumble. </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“Uh-huh. I brought this for dinner.” </span>
<i><span style="font-weight: 400;">Dinner? What? </span></i>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">“No, no, no...” he said. “You are no way—</span><i><span style="font-weight: 400;">no how</span></i><span style="font-weight: 400;">—staying—” </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">But, before he could finish, she used one of her shoes as a lever and kicked the door shut. </span>
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My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4121139370">4 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
This book was a good palate cleanser. It's also a slow burn. As well as a standalone but they reference events that happened in the first book that might leave you a little confused about why some characters feel a bit wary of the plan. <br /><br />Meredith Galanes is a successful Bostin matchmaker and tv personality. While appearing on a morning talk show she is asked about her love life. Embarrassed to admit she's single and wanting to secure a deal with her broadcast bosses she says she's involved with a very special man. When she's pushed she tries to stay vague and admits he's a boatbuilder from Maine.<br /><br />Before she knows it, the press is saying she's engaged. And the assumed fiance is tracked down.<br /><br />When Derrick Albright opens his front door he is not prepared for the onslaught of the press or the news that he's engaged to Meredith. A woman who drove him crazy last summer during his brother's wedding preparations. Meredith arrives on his doorstep with an apology, a pot roast and a proposition. Play along while she awaits to secure her TV deal and she'll help him win his ex back.<br /><br />He's giving her ten days to get the ball rolling is the first challenge, the second, her growing attraction to the handsome boatbuilder.<br /><br />Thanks so much to Entangled, the author and NetGalley for this ARC to review.
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<p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Werewolves are hunting me down.</span></b></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I was just an ordinary girl working tables in small-town Wisconsin. I had no idea magic was real. That was, until I backed my car over a werewolf a couple times.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">In my defense, the wolf was trying to murder me, and I was all out of mace.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Now I’ve got a pack of rogue wolves on my heels, and the only one who can protect me is Jaxson Laurent—the Chicago Alpha. He suspects I’m special and can’t take his eyes off me, but the problem is—he’s the sworn enemy of my family and every time we get close it feels like something is going to rip out of my soul.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">With danger around every corner and wolves howling in the night, I need to master my magic and stand my ground, or I’ll be dead before the next moon rises.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>An action-packed urban fantasy, </i><u>Wolf Marked</u> <i>features a kick-ass heroine, a dangerous alpha hero, and a steamy slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance.</i></span></p>
<p><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Prepare to be drawn into a mysterious and magical world, full of demons, shifters, and sorcerers.</span></i></p>
<p><i><span style="font-size: medium;">This story is set in the wider Dragon’s Gift universe created by Linsey Hall, and if you enjoyed the archaeology, history, and daring in her books, this adventure is for you!</span></i></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Savannah slammed the door and drove off.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">My emotions ripped into me. Frustration. Rage. Possessiveness.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Why did I care if she was miserable?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">She was just a means to an end. The key to getting the answers I needed.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The seer’s prophecy wound around me, like a python strangling an unsuspecting victim in the night. <em> If you do not stop them, she will be dead before the full moon rises, and with her, the future of your pack.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The moon was up, and nearly full. Three nights left.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I scrubbed a hand through my hair. The fortune teller had drawn three tarot cards to foresee my future. <em>The Moon</em> for our adversaries. <em>Strength</em> for the girl. And the third had been for me.</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size: medium;">The Hanged Man.</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">That fate seemed inevitable now. Savannah Caine was going to be the end of me.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Veronica Douglas is a duo of professional archaeologists that love writing and digging together. After spending an inordinate amount of time doing painstaking research for academia, they suddenly discovered a passion for letting their imaginations go wild! A cocktail of magic, romance, and ancient mystery (shaken, not stirred), their books are inspired, in part, by their life in Chicago and their archaeological adventures from around the globe.</span></p>
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<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Cam Radcliffe is on a deadline to write his next blockbuster action film, but all he can think about lately is writing romance. The inspiration? His best friend, Reese.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">They’ve known each other for years, but suddenly working in the same office has given him a whole new appreciation of her. Reese is driving him wild in the best possible way, and Cam only hopes it isn’t obvious. If she knew, he’s certain their friendship would reach The End.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So, of course, Reese figures it out. But the awkward, negative response he expected is nothing like the reality—like they’re living their own romcom.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A romcom that’s giving him the worst case of writer’s block at the absolute worst time in his career. Especially when the secret Reese has been forced to keep comes out…and threatens to ruin everything.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>The Enemy in My Bed</strong><br /><strong>L.K. Shaw</strong><br />(Brooklyn Kings, #2)<br />Publication date: July 27th, 2021<br />Genres: Adult, Mafia, Romance</span></p><blockquote><p><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">Pierce</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The Russians have taken far too much from me. So I’ll take something of theirs. Except, I never expected my captive to be a woman. She could be the key to destroying them entirely. I’ll do whatever it takes to get revenge. Even seduce the enemy.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Soon I discover she may not be my enemy after all.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">Mila</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">For nearly my entire life I’ve been held prisoner by darkness and pain. And just when I think freedom is within my reach, it’s stolen by yet another man determined to break me. First with rage. Then with tenderness.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I’m helpless to resist his touch, even knowing that, in the end, all that waits for me is death.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“If you won’t talk about what happened last night, then why don’t you tell me how you got these?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I stiffen and try to move away at the feel of Pierce’s fingers tracing the scars along my back. He only tightens his grip around my waist. With every question, it’s as though he’s flaying me alive. Perhaps that’s his intent.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“They were given to me by a man named Maksim.” I give in because I don’t have it in me to fight. Not tonight. He’s chipped away at too much.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Pierce continues touching each one, as though memorizing them. “That didn’t answer my question. I want to know <em>how</em> you got them.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I close my eyes against the painful memories. He isn’t going to let this go. “I got them by fighting back. By refusing to beg. I got them as a reminder. So I never forget who I am, which is no one. I got them because I was weak.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Mila,” Pierce growls into my ear.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Nothing beyond that matters. Why make me pick at a scab that’s long been healed over? All that will do is add another scar to the ones already there. Don’t I have enough?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He lets out a sigh. “What if I want to get rid of your scars?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I shake my head. “Don’t be naive. Scars as deep as these, you can’t just get rid of, no matter how hard you try. They’re permanently etched into my skin.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Look at me,” Pierce commands.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Because it’s pointless to resist, I roll onto my other side and face him, but keep my eyes on the crown on his chest. He pinches my chin between his thumb and forefinger and tips my head up, so I have no choice but to meet his gaze.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“I’m not talking about the scars on your back. I’m talking about the ones here.” Pierce releases his hold and places his hand over my heart.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">My eyes burn with unshed tears, and it’s hard to swallow. “Those might be even harder to erase.”</span></p>
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All she needs now is a loan from the lord who sired and abandoned her. The only problem is, she doesn’t even know his name. What’s a woman to do to find him but enter the aristocratic world by becoming a governess?</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;">Guy Whitby, the new Duke of Carlin, has returned to London after years abroad to discover that his young daughter Sophy has become a wild-child known for scaring away every governess who's crossed his doorstep. When Tessa James applies for the job, he hires her in desperation despite his misgivings that she’s too bold and beautiful–and that she might be fibbing about her qualifications.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;">Their blooming attraction leads them on a completely unexpected path to love that neither wants to deny. But when an old enemy threatens Guy's family, their forbidden romance goes up in flames. Can they still learn to love and trust each other as forces try to tear them apart?</span></span><p></p><div><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915; font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></div><div><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915; font-family: Shadows Into Light; font-size: large;"><b>My Review</b></span></div>
<div><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/53138167-when-a-duke-loves-a-governess">When a Duke Loves a Governess</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3052165.Olivia_Drake">Olivia Drake</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4111721924">5 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
The action near the end made this hard to put down and a little sad that it was all over. This does start off as a bit of a slow burn but when they finally give in to their attraction, it is worth the wait. <br />And their confessions of love near the end had me in my feels. <br /><br />Tessa James has worked hard all her life. When she abruptly quits her job at a millinery shop, she heads straight to the Duke of Carlin's home knowing he needs a governess for his wild daughter. She's also hoping to find the aristocratic father who abandoned her and her mother, in hopes that he'll help her open her own shop.<br /><br />Guy Whitby is the new Duke of Carlin, having just returned to London after the death of his grandfather. His young daughter has become so unruly that keeping a governess is difficult. When Tessa arrives he almost immediately turns her away because she is young but she convinces him to let her show him results. <br /><br />As their attraction grows, they start to both begin to face pieces of their past that might be dangerous.<br /><br />Thank you so much to St. Martin's, the author and NetGalley for this ARC to review.
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splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-87201965666431191242021-07-30T06:00:00.003-07:002021-07-30T06:00:00.238-07:00The Viscount Made Me Do It by Diana Quincy @avonbooks <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-ZoIGPOnD8/YQKh4rMVv7I/AAAAAAAAqwY/RjzmIpk3ZicH4FTg87HuZpWxLYFWpcXLACPcBGAsYHg/s1640/Polish_20210729_053812387.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1640" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-ZoIGPOnD8/YQKh4rMVv7I/AAAAAAAAqwY/RjzmIpk3ZicH4FTg87HuZpWxLYFWpcXLACPcBGAsYHg/w422-h640/Polish_20210729_053812387.jpg" width="422" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-weight: 600;">Diana Quincy returns with the second novel in the Clandestine Affairs series with a steamy romance about a London bonesetter of Arab descent who is dangerously attracted to her viscount client.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><i style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif;">A seduction that could ruin everything...</i><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;">Hanna Zaydan has fought to become London’s finest bonesetter, but her darkly appealing new patient threatens to destroy everything she’s worked so hard for. With each appointment, the daughter of foreign merchants is slowly seduced by the mysterious former soldier. She’s smart enough to know Griff is after more than he’ll reveal, but whatever it is, the bonesetter’s growing desire for the man just might tempt her to give it to him.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><i style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif;">An attraction that cannot be denied...</i><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;">Rumors that he killed his own parents have followed Thomas Ellis, Viscount Griffin, practically since he was a boy. More than a decade after the tragedy, Griff receives a tip about his parents’ killer... one that takes him straight to a beautiful bonesetter. Griff is convinced Hanna is a fraud, but she stirs genuine feelings in him that he thought had perished along with his family.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;">Hanna has a gift for fixing fractured people, but can she also mend a broken heart? More importantly, will Griff let her?</span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915;"><span style="font-family: Shadows Into Light; font-size: large;">My Review</span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54332918-the-viscount-made-me-do-it">The Viscount Made Me Do It</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7045151.Diana_Quincy">Diana Quincy</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4132482417">5 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
I did not expect the mystery that we got along with Hanna and Griff's story. But I enjoyed all of it. Seeing a woman who is not the usual heroine was great. Hanna is of Arab descent, practices a healing skill, and she is a strong woman. <br /><br />Hanna Zaydan is a bonesetter. A skill she learned from her father. She enjoys helping people feel better even though her family might not be exactly thrilled about it. Her new patient seems a little skeptical about what she can do for him. <br /><br />Viscount Griffin has been seeking to find out who killed his parents. A tip leads him to the bonesetter. He sees a necklace that belonged to his mother around her neck and uses his injury as a way to get close to her.<br /><br />When he confesses his initial reasons for seeking her out Hanna decides to help him. They scour her father's meticulous notes to see who paid with the stolen jewelry. And of course the more time they spend together the stronger their attraction grows.<br /><br /><br />Thanks so much to the author, Avon, and Netgalley for this ARC to review.
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>A Vampire’s Sin</strong><br /><strong>Marie-Claude Bourque</strong><br />(The Order of the Black Oak – Vampires, #2)<br />Publication date: July 27th, 2021<br />Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance</span></p><blockquote><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">A VAMPIRE’S SIN: A Slow-Burn Urban Fantasy Romance</span></b></p>
<p><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Meet the Order of the Black Oak: a powerful order of modern-day warriors fighting evil to protect the ones they love.</span></i></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Son of an ancient vampire and a legendary French witch, Mont-Royal Immortal Magnovald St-Amand has lived for so long that nothing matters except his ruling over the Montreal’s sultry nightlife. But when he chooses to help an ambitious real estate tycoon rescue her kid sister from a pack of daemons, he finds deep yearnings in his soul that he thought were buried forever.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">If you love loyal tough guys with hearts, satisfying slow-burn paranormal romance and safe Happily Ever Afters, the Black Oak World is for you.</span></p>
<p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">***** Fantastic series of action, magic and awesome romance. You will fall in love with the characters and feel you are right with them.</span></b></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">She’d come to the club to talk to him countless times in the last three months, but today was different. Today, her quest was personal.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The one she was coming to see was the most infuriating man of her acquaintances—as if nothing serious ever touched him. Keeping her persona at the highest level of professionalism was the best way to approach him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">And there he was.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">She watched him work at his usual corner booth beside the bar.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Magnovald St-Amand. Owner of this trendy Montreal nightspot, his actual wealth a secret, even to her. No doubt its origin tethering between both sides of the law, some legitimate and some probably criminal.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">And this time—even though it killed her to have to do this—it was the latter she had come for.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Mag, as they called him, was pouring over a pile of ledgers spread across the table and punching numbers on a printing calculator, his demeanor unusually focused on the menial task.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">A nudge of respect rose with a flutter in her stomach to see him work on his own accounts.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Such a contradiction. Nothing in his laid-back facade indicated a thriving business owner. As always, his dark hair brushed his neck, the curls a little too long above the plain black t-shirt emphasizing the defined broadness of his shoulders and arms. His skin—a tad too pale to be healthy—contrasted gently with the sculpted cheekbones and dark determined brows.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">And as she watched him check his calculations, she knew she had mere seconds before needing to brace herself from his immense charm.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Once his dark gaze hit her, when his lips curled into that constant amused expression he had every time they met, she would have to fight hard her attraction for the man who was nothing like her.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">His life was far from the world she came from. His was late evenings and sensual pleasures. Dubious connections all over the city and the lording over its luxurious nightlife.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Hers was pondered and orderly. Charity balls and business bureaus. A continuous quest to keep her tight hold on Montreal’s real estate power.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">As she looked at him now with a slight weight lodged in her chest, in those few seconds before he would become aware of her presence, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was perhaps a possible place where they might be alike.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">But that small hopeful moment was soon over.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He knew she was here.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Magnovald St-Amand slowly lifted his head. With a profound inhale, she took hold of herself as the dark undercurrent of his gaze seized her and threatened her very soul.</span><br />
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Marie-Claude Bourque is a Montreal-born Seattle-based author of gothic paranormal romance and the winner of the American Title V award with her first novel ANCIENT WHISPERS.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Her writing features modern-day fantasy skillfully weaved into infinitely romantic supernatural stories between smart strong women and complex passionate heroes. </span></p>
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Ever.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">He has never once been tempted to break those rules…until her. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Bridget von Ascheberg. A princess with a stubborn streak that matches his own and a hidden fire that reduces his rules to ash. She’s nothing he expected and everything he never knew he needed.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Day by day, inch by inch, she breaks down his defenses until he’s faced with a truth he can no longer deny: he swore an oath to protect her, but all he wants is to ruin her. Take her. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Because she’s his. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">His princess. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">His forbidden fruit. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">His every depraved fantasy. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">***<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Regal, strong-willed, and bound by the chains of duty, Princess Bridget dreams of the freedom to live and love as she chooses.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But when her brother abdicates, she’s suddenly faced with the prospect of a loveless, politically expedient marriage and a throne she never wanted.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And as she navigates the intricacies—and treacheries—of her new role, she must also hide her desire for a man she can’t have. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Her bodyguard.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Her protector. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: start;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Her ultimate ruin. </span></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Unexpected and forbidden, theirs is a love that could destroy a kingdom…and doom them both. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><o:p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><i>Twisted Games is a contemporary royal bodyguard romance. 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splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-55288648954983312302021-07-29T07:00:00.001-07:002021-07-29T07:00:00.219-07:00Cover Reveal: Filthy Elites Collection @XpressoTours<p><a href="http://xpressobooktours.com/" style="text-align: center;" target="_blank"><img alt="" src="http://www.xpressobooktours.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/3/2021/07/FilthyElitesRevealBanner.png" style="height: auto; max-width: 100%;" /></a></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>Filthy Elites</strong><br /><strong>Sam Mariano, Angel Lawson, Michelle Hercules, Shantel Tessier, Lucy Smoke, May Sage, Eva Chance, Lexi Archer and Gemma Weir</strong><br />Publication date: April 28th 2022<br />Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</span></p><blockquote><div><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Filthy Elites is a collection of scorching hot, full-length, standalone enemies to lovers romance by Sam Mariano, Angel Lawson, Michelle Hercules, Shantel Tessier, Lucy Smoke, May Sage, Eva Chance, Lexi Archer and Gemma Weir. </span></b></div>
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<div><span style="font-size: medium;">From stepbrothers to mafia lords and rich elites who take everything for granted, they have one thing in common: their love interests hate their guts. But they’re kings and queens, and they’ll fight tooth and nails for what’s theirs.</span></div>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">After logging time as a music journalist, playwright, and radio writer, Theodora Taylor began writing hot books with heart in 2012. With thirty plus romances published to date, she has earned four KDP All-Star bonuses. Known for writing alternative heroes and smart, feisty heroines, Theodora's 50 Loving States series has become a one-click stop for an ever-growing number of rabid readers. When not thinking of ways to write and sell even more hot books with heart, she enjoys spending time with her amazing family, going on date nights with her wonderful husband, learning German, watching ALL the Shonda Rhimes shows ever, and attending parties thrown by others. She also loves hearing from voices that don't originate inside her head, so please...</span></p>
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splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-88866742472664526262021-07-29T05:00:00.002-07:002021-07-29T05:10:18.464-07:00Hu$h Money by BL Mute @BlMute @WildfireMarket1<p> <img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3885" height="335" src="https://wildfiremarketingsolutions.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/HM-banner.png" width="640" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">🖤💰 𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑾 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑬 💰🖤</span></b></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">𝐇𝐮$𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐁𝐋 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞! </span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲!</span></p>
<div style="text-align: left;"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-3721" height="640" src="https://wildfiremarketingsolutions.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/06/HM-ebook-683x1024.png" width="427" /> </div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>BLURB</b> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻’𝘁...</span> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">Seducing a man for the sole purpose of blackmailing him never crossed my mind. Until it was my only option. I thought it would save my family, and all my father worked for. Instead, I found myself running from Bexley Falls to escape what I did. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">Broke and alone, I had no choice but to return to my life as an heiress and face my mistake. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">Only Malcolm McLane isn’t the forgiving type. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">He’s been gathering information on me and launches into a game of cat and mouse that could destroy us both. At first, I thought I could handle him. Now, I find my control slipping in a battle that could swallow me whole. My only way out is with the help of his son, Carter. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">I shouldn’t be attracted to Carter. </span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">He’s forbidden. </span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;">Dangerous. </span></div><div>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">Yet as he helps me plot my escape, I feel an undeniable magnetism drawing me to him. </span>
</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲.</span>
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/56032959-hu-h-money">Hu$h Money</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/19231185.B_L_Mute">B.L. Mute</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4138397765">4 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
I'm not sure how to feel about this one. I'll be back with more.<br /><br />Lydia feels the only option she has to help her dying father is to seduce his business partner, Malcolm. But before she can go through with the second part of her plan she loses her dad and after his funeral, she leaves town unable to face what she did.<br /><br />When she returns home, everything is different. Malcolm is now blackmailing her and he's her stepfather. His son Carter, her former friend, has taken over her old room and they have to work together.<br /><br />They've always been attracted to one another but they've kept each other at arm's length. Now, Malcolm has forbidden Carter from going anywhere near Lydia. And the more time they spend together they realize that Malcolm is their common enemy and work together to plot their revenge.
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/69213983-alicia">View all my reviews</a></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div>
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</div>splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-1265128782985506282021-07-28T07:00:00.001-07:002021-07-28T07:00:00.233-07:00Cover Reveal: Saint by Sierra Simone @TheSierraSimone<div style="text-align: center;"> <img alt="" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-16899" height="244" src="https://candikanepr.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/344/2021/07/saint4.jpg" width="640" />
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>SAINT by Sierra Simone <br /></b><span>Release Date: September 7th <br /></span><span>Cover Image: Stevan Reyes</span> <br />
<span>Cover Model: Zachary Ledrew</span> <br />
<span>Cover Design: Hang Le</span> <br />
<span>Genre/Tropes: M/M/Second-chance romance/Brothers Best Friend/Forbidden Romance</span>
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<b>PREORDER AVAILABLE!</b> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
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<span>Amazon INTL: </span><a href="http://mybook.to/SaintINTL"><span>mybook.to/SaintINTL</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<span>Nook: </span><a href="http://sierrasim.one/NookSaint"><span>sierrasim.one/NookSaint</span></a> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
<span>Kobo: </span><a href="http://sierrasim.one/KoboSaint"><span>sierrasim.one/KoboSaint</span></a> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
<span>Google Play: </span><a href="https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Sierra_Simone_Saint?id=rPsuEAAAQBAJ"><span>sierrasim.one/PlaySaint</span></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;">
<img alt="" class="alignnone wp-image-16887" height="675" src="https://candikanepr.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/344/2021/07/saint.jpg" width="450" /> </p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
<b>Blurb: </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span>I can’t have Elijah Iverson.</span>
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<span>I can’t have him because he’s my older brother’s best friend. I can’t have him because I broke his heart five years ago; because he’s now engaged to someone else—someone kind and dependable who deserves his whiskey eyes, his soft mouth, his fierce intellect.</span>
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<span>I can’t have Elijah because I’ve chosen God instead.</span>
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<span>The Bell brothers, though . . . well, we don't exactly have the greatest track record with vows. But I’m determined to do this monk thing right—to pledge myself to a cloistered life and spend the rest of my years in chastity and prayer. But now Elijah’s here. He’s here and he’s coming with me on my European monastery road trip, and between the whispered confessions and the stolen kisses and the moments bent over an ancient altar, my vows are feeling flimsier by the day.</span>
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<span>And vows or not, I know in my heart that it would take more than a good and holy monk to resist Elijah Iverson right now. It would take a saint.</span>
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<span>And we all know that I’m no saint.</span>
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<i><span>(This is the third full-length standalone in the Priest Collection, featuring Father Bell's brother, Aiden Bell. You do not have to read Priest or Sinner to read Saint.)</span></i> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
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<b>About the Author: </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: medium;">Sierra Simone is a USA Today Bestselling former librarian (who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk.) She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
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<img alt="" class="alignnone wp-image-16888" height="312" src="https://candikanepr.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/344/2021/07/saint1.jpg" width="453" /></p>splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-43603937613389623412021-07-28T06:00:00.001-07:002021-07-28T06:00:00.464-07:00The Inn At Summer Island by Rachel Magee @XpressoTours @rachell_magee<p><a href="http://xpressobooktours.com/" style="text-align: center;" target="_blank"><img alt="" src="http://www.xpressobooktours.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/3/2021/07/TheInnAtSummerIslandRevealBanner.png" style="height: auto; max-width: 100%;" /></a></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><strong>The Inn at Summer Island</strong><br /><strong>Rachel Magee</strong><br />Published by: Entangled: Amara<br />Publication date: August 23rd, 2021<br />Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</span></p><blockquote><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Millie Leclair is a mess, complete with a dead-end career and a flat-lining love life. So when she inherits her great aunt’s oceanfront B&B in a resort town in South Carolina’s Lowcountry, she doesn’t hesitate to pack up her car and set off on a new adventure. It’ll be fun.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Of course, life seldom goes according to plan. The B&B is barely habitable for one person, let alone ready to open for business. With dwindling funds, Millie has no choice but to roll up her sleeves and tackle the repairs by herself. Yeah, so much fun.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Ex-pro golfer Braxton Channing thought being a full-time single parent kept him on his toes. That was before he spotted his new neighbor teetering on her rooftop—which is only the beginning of her long list of renovations for the old house—and he added keeping her safe to his to-do list.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">But Millie is determined to dive headfirst into repairs regardless of the risk, and suddenly, battling with his daughter over brushing her teeth seems easier than winning an argument with Millie. She’s exasperating. And oddly delightful. And most definitely shouldn’t be let anywhere near a tall ladder.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">For a guy who’s sworn off romantic relationships, why does he suddenly want to be the one who gets the privilege of watching Millie conquer not just the B&B but his heart as well?</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Rachel wrote her first novel when she was twelve and entered it into a contest for young author/illustrators. Unfortunately, the judges weren't impressed with her stick figures. So she dropped the dream of becoming a world famous illustrator and stuck to spinning stories. When she's not busy working on her latest book, she loves to travel with her family and friends. By far, her favorite destination is the beach, which tends to work its way into most of her stories. Between vacations, you can find her at home in The Woodlands, TX with her wonderful husband, their two adventurous kids and a couple of spirited pets, all of whom share Rachel's love of the ocean. Well, except the cat and dog. They're both afraid of water. Find out more about what Rachel has been up to at rachelmageebooks.com.</span></p>
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<h2 class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Assigned by Paris Wynters</h2>
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</span><p><span style="font-size: medium;">After two of his buddies found love through the military’s matchmaking program, Lucas Craiger decides to give it a shot. He’s not necessarily looking for love, just companionship and a kind, reliable stepmom for his young son. When he’s assigned to his high school sweetheart who shattered his heart, his plan for an uncomplicated relationship becomes acutely complicated.</span></p>
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</span><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Riley Thompson signed up for the matchmaking program because she needs a fresh start—and the health insurance. She desperately wants to build a life with a man where her autoimmune disease doesn’t define her and she can prove herself. But being matched with Lucas isn’t the new beginning she wanted. He’s the love of her life she let go when she was first diagnosed.</span></p>
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57043265-assigned">Assigned</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/17071066.Paris_Wynters">Paris Wynters</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3885813067">5 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
Lucas Craiger signed up for the military's matchmaking program after witnessing two successful matches. He looking for companionship and someone who will be kind to his son. When he's found his match the last person he expected to be assigned to was his high school sweetheart, the woman who broke his heart.<br /><br />Riley Thompson signed up because she needed health insurance and a fresh start. When she was first diagnosed with an autoimmune disease she abruptly ended the relationship in order to not hold him back. <br /><br />They both need this to work out.<br /><br />Those last few chapters were so emotional and moving. I loved them.<br /><br /><br />
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<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I yank the door open to the three-story brick building that stretches across the center of the base and make my way to Captain Redding’s office on the second floor. My stomach tenses as I trudge down a hallway lined with photos of former commanders. Today was supposed to be my day off, but for whatever reason, Redding needed to speak with me. ASAP. So here I am.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The secretary greets me with a nod as I walk in. The door to my commanding officer’s office is open and he waves me in.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Captain Redding. Sir.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“At ease.” My C.O. places the papers in his hand down onto the big oak desk and leans back in his chair, looking me up and down with his dark eyes as if he’s taking measurements. At fifty, Redding is still intimidating as fuck. Don’t even think I’ve seen the man smile.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Ever.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He gestures to the two chairs in front of his desk. “Take a seat.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I ease into the one to my left, plant my feet solidly on the industrial-grade carpet, and wait for my commanding officer to continue. With the day I’ve been having so far, I don’t need a verbal ass whooping to boot, but I’ll take it if I have to. And since my best friend, Anthony Martinez, has been away at officer candidate school, George Redding has yet to find another person to dole out his frustration on. Though, let’s be clear, Martinez was the cause of most of that frustration. I might just be guilty by association.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Heard great things about your performance. You’ve earned a significant number of duty performance points. Between those, some vacancies, and your test scores, a promotion is in order.” Redding tapped his pen on the papers in front of him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Well, fuck. Maybe this day ain’t so bad after all.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Lucas, you work hard. You’re a good man. Sure, when you and Martinez are together, Stephens may want to run for the hills, but there is a lot of potential in you, son.” Redding drops his hand to rub his knee beneath the desk. We all pretty much have an injury or two that won’t ever fully heal. It’s part of the job. Redding is no exception. Rumor has it he blew the knee out in an op in Afghanistan, pulling a local out of a building that was about to collapse.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Thank you, sir.” I fight the urge to squirm in my chair. Redding is a man who would sooner swim naked through shark-infested waters than dole out compliments. So, something must be up.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“How’s time home been treating you so far?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">And there goes the ray of sunshine. Poof. Like everything else on this rainy day. “Some things going on with my son since my ex-wife moved to Chesapeake with her fiancé. Trying to take care of it while I’m back home and have some time.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Redding nods. “Lisa’s a strong woman. A shame things didn’t work out between the two of you. But this job takes us away from our families a lot, so do what you can while you can.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I can’t help but glance behind his desk at the framed photo of an older, attractive African-American woman with a younger man and woman in Sunday-go-to-church clothes on either side of her. Smiles light up their faces, and not the fake ones people put on for a picture. True, genuine smiles. Redding’s walked the walk to keep his family happy.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Yes, sir.” I shift forward in my chair to stand when Redding raises his hand and signals me to stop. Crap, there’s more.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He pulls a manila folder from the left side of his desk to sit in front of him and opens it. “Before you deployed, we had a conversation about you joining the Issued Partner</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Program.” Oh.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Shit.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I chew the inside of my cheek and take a second to collect my thoughts. While deployed, the military’s spouse matchmaking program had been an occasional thought, something to keep me focused on the positives, instead of the atrocities I faced when outside the wire. Nothing like imagining who the committee might assign to me to become my wife.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">It still baffles my mind on occasion that such a program even exists. But I can understand why the Issued Partner Program was created. With the high divorce rates and some of the shenanigans that occur—like some idiots marrying their friends to move into better housing and out of the barracks—the higher ups needed to come up with a way to try and solve the problem. Still not sure why they decided on jumping directly to marriage instead of dating. Most likely operational security had a large part in that decision.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I looked forward to the virtual interviews, chatting with the therapists and social workers about everything from my goals for the next five years to how I liked to spend my R and R time. The program is something I truly believe in too. How could I not when two of my friends found love through it? I’d seen firsthand the way their partners complemented them in temperament and spirit. I’d seen the faraway smiles on their faces when they thought about their wives. Overheard the bits and pieces of conversations filled with warmth and laughter and desire and, yes, love. “Sir, yes. You recommended me and I signed up.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Well, I also called you in today because a match has been found for you.” Redding folded his hands across his middle and watched me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Not the way I was expecting the day to go at all. Nope. What a freaking roller coaster. Instead of the elated feeling I expected at hearing the news I’d been assigned a match, my hands grow clammy and my heartbeat picks up speed. Redding was right when he said it was a shame my ex-wife and I didn’t work out. She was great for the life. Supportive. Independent. Could handle things on her own. I never had to worry.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Only, our passion died out and even when we tried to fix it, the spark never came back. No amount of date nights, special lotions, or whipped cream in the bedroom could light that fire once it had gone away. We’d changed. Remained friends. Loved one another. But there was no chemistry anymore. No blushes. No inadvertent caresses. No breath that came fast and hot just from seeing her face. I’d come back from a mission and instead of falling into bed in a tangle of limbs and lips and hands and hair, I’d get a honeydo list and a hug. I might have been okay with that, but Lisa decided she needed—deserved—more. I couldn’t exactly argue. I believed she did too.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">For a while I’d been satisfied juggling my career as a SEAL and being a father to Mason. It more than filled my days and temporary girlfriends filled the nights I wanted filled. But when Martinez got married and wanted to go home to Inara more than he wanted to hit the bar, I found myself craving a partner once again. Someone to come home to who desired my presence as much as I did to be in theirs.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Shit.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Should’ve talked to Lisa before I deployed, informed her I’d signed up for the program. But things had been crazy with her engagement and my pre-deployment training. And a text was not the way to inform my ex-wife of my intentions. Just one more thing to add to the list of ways I let her down.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Not that I mentioned anything to my parents either.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">They’d been upset over the divorce. Think my mom’s been secretly hoping we’d get back together, which is also why I hadn’t told them my ex-wife is engaged to someone. Though, maybe Mason mentioned it to them. But surely if they were aware they would have mentioned something to me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">My gaze falls to the folder on the desk. Blank and smooth, giving no hint at what might lie inside it. Would the woman assigned to me be a good fit? Would we have a great friendship like I had with Lisa and yet be able to keep that spark? Would there even be a spark in the first place? My muscles tense and the corner of my eye twitches. An image of freckles across an upturned nose and honey-blond hair dances through my brain. I push down the old memory from high school, from the girl who had taught me what love is and had then turned around and taught me all about heartbreak.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Lucas?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“Sorry, sir.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">“You turned green for a second there. Are you reconsidering your involvement in the program?” He tilts his head to one side, appraising my reaction. His furrowed forehead and tight lips are noticeable even within the creases of his sunweathered face, a sight that ratchets up the anxious energy bubbling in my chest.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I clear my throat and straighten in my chair. “No, sir. Just an old memory. So, the committee assigned someone to me?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Redding shuffles through the pages and reads for a second. “Sure did.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">This could be a win-win for me and my son. The program has been mostly successful across the board making matches for people, and having someone at home could benefit Mason. I wouldn’t have to worry what to do if training ran late or if there was a last-minute exercise. Not that I would have this new person taking care of my son right away. I’d want to make sure I could trust Mason’s wellbeing with her first. And Mason would need time to get used to the idea. At least now the possibility exists for him to live with me a couple of days during the week.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">My eye twitches again. Not that I hate Lisa or anything, but the move certainly changed all of our lives. When we lived close to each other, Mason stayed with me on as much of a consistent schedule as could exist with my job because his mom lived a few blocks away. But now, it’s a trek. Yet— as she has pointed out to me more than once—she has to move on with her life. Her world can’t revolve around me, especially when I can’t be present as consistently as I want to be and still do my job.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I fidget in my chair. “Um, sir. Can I see the file? Who is it?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Redding picks up the folder and hands it to me across his desk. “Some woman named Riley Thompson.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">The folder falls through my hands, the papers scattering onto the floor below. No. Fucking. Way.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">No way it’s that Riley. Maybe there’s more than one Ri-</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">ley Thompson because it would just be the rotten cherry on this crap sundae of a day if it was the Riley Thompson of the freckles-and-golden hair variety, of the ecstasy of first love and the sucker punch of first rejection. It can’t be her. What would she even be doing here? She should be back home in Texas.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">But as I bend over and scramble to scoop up the papers, her picture comes into view. My vision tunnels and sweat beads on my forehead. While it may be fifty-five degrees outside, the office temperature must be at least five thousand Kelvin.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I close my eyes and take a deep breath as I sit up, placing the folder in my lap. “Sir, is there any possible way the committee could reassign me?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Redding’s lips press together, the lines in his forehead deepen, and his frosty eyes both narrow and become more intense. “The program isn’t some app you can swipe left on. The committee goes to great lengths to correctly match individuals. What is the problem?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">What is the problem? How about the fact Riley is the girl who broke my heart in high school? Or the fact she’s the reason I left town and joined the military. And let’s not leave out she was the first, if not the last, woman to make me wonder what I even had to offer. “Riley isn’t a stranger. I grew up with her and I don’t think we’re a good fit.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Redding groans and rubs his hands over his face. “You don’t have a lot of options here, Lucas. You can get on board. You can reject the match, put yourself back on the wait list, and risk it taking years to find you another match— if the program is even around that long. Or you can pull out of the program. And I’m going to be honest here, son. The committee has determined you and this woman are a good fit. They might not take too kindly to you stating otherwise without even trying, and they might just kick you out of their own accord.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">He didn’t have to say it, but the inference was clear. Rejecting the match would also mark me as someone who didn’t cooperate, who wasn’t a team player. Not exactly great qualities in a SEAL. Especially after I volunteered for the assignment. All the work that had made Redding talk about promoting me just now could be for nothing. Out the window, as if it had never happened.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I slump as much as I can into the chair. I’d been right in thinking the weather had been an omen. The universe was well aware of what would be happening. Gray skies and pouring rain matched the way my life was at this very moment. Did the committee choose the weather too? Along with matching me with the one person I’d rather not see again in my life?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I sift through the papers, not really taking in any of the information inside, thinking back instead to the time we’d spent together. Sure, she broke my heart into tiny pieces and stamped on them with her saffron, Converse Chuck Taylorcovered feet. But she’d also been a caring person, especially compassionate to the animals on her family’s ranch. I’d seen her bottle-feed a baby lamb with the tenderness of a mother with a newborn and calm a frightened horse with just the sound of her voice. She’d always had a kind word for everyone, a smile that lit up rooms. If that part of her still existed, I would be able to trust her with Mason, even if I couldn’t trust her with my heart. That I would keep protected with a guarded perimeter she’d have to blast her way through.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">And one thing is for sure. My son needs my help. There’s been too many changes and he’s not adjusting well. He’s acting out. With the divorce, moving to two new houses, and going to a new school, I can understand why. So, if I get on board with being assigned to Riley, it could allow Mason to visit more often to hang out in the neighborhood, and bring more stability into my home, which could help with whatever issues he’s having.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Hopefully.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I straighten up in the too-small chair. “Sir, I’m on board.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I’ll give it my best shot.”</span></p>
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</div>splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-8382487949786463922021-07-27T07:00:00.001-07:002021-07-27T07:00:00.279-07:00Teaser Blast: Whistler by K.L. Savage @klsavage_author @WildfireMarket1<p> <img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-3890" height="640" src="https://wildfiremarketingsolutions.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Whistler_TeaserReveal_Profile-1024x1024.jpg" width="640" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>🔥🔥TEASER BLAST</strong><strong>🔥🔥</strong></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I became my own version of The Greatest of the Great when an injury stole my dream.
I found a healthy alternative for my rage so I can still swing my bat.
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The second I speak to her, I know. When I shake her hand, I feel her screams in my bones.
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Physical, mental, and emotional abuse, yet she finds a way to love him.
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Loving her means defeating him.
She has no idea what kind of man he truly is. He’s got a secret.
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Charlie is stronger than she realizes, but the moment she does…
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<h1 style="text-align: center;">About the Author</h1><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-1fb963a2-7fff-5fde-98e5-6d9fec48228b"><span style="border: none; display: inline-block; height: 253px; overflow: hidden; width: 253px;"><img height="250" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/IkOsTEvlRaF3W2ZThJx8rqZ5IgzSr9vrE_B1Ps1sXqALTul3qeVKeqAbqyj4Xg8u3FRe_bODAQjaSzza9hEqzGk7LUFpXG-OOVl6kygd3pyuZHt8g821RASRQJM7orFg4LyAYA=w250-h250" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" width="250" /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>HOLD ME by W. Winters & Amelia Wilde</b> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Release Date: July 27th</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Series: Love the Way #2</span>
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<b>Blurb:</b>
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-13eecb11-7fff-b150-2d19-e04b2ef0b23c"><span style="font-size: medium;"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was born into luxury and used to getting what I wanted.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What I desired most, with my life in disarray, was the man who sat across from me.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">He was tall, dark, and handsome, but, most notably, forbidden.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It made every accidental touch more sinful and every session more addictive.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There was so much tragedy and he was supposed to fix me.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I shouldn’t have wondered how it would feel to be trapped under his broad shoulders.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I shouldn’t have focused on the way he licked his bottom lip every time his gaze dropped from mine and roamed my curves.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I shouldn’t have dreamed about him breaking the rules to comfort me the way I desperately needed.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I did though, and I was the first one to break.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">He was my protector and my confidant and then he became my lover.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I teased him, tempted the two of us and now there’s no way to take it back.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">With everything I've been through, I didn’t expect to fall for him.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There’s only so much heartache I can take.</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">
<span style="font-weight: 400;">This is book 2. Book 1, Kiss Me, must be read first.</span>
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<b>About the Author: </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!</span>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie, she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.</span>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!</span>
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<img alt="" class="wp-image-16863 aligncenter" height="598" src="https://candikanepr.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/344/2021/07/217652500_1058411054565717_4668172475367488913_n.jpg" width="598" /></div>splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-55021142681025438382021-07-27T05:00:00.002-07:002021-08-01T04:09:07.071-07:00Break It Down by April Canavan @WildfireMarket1 <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWQb7SzeTZlP4ZpuRyWC_173GFplx391nRIBCPhDsSh7mzKmiOBcCqkiueBeO05xCFoSAmglqlYpsg24ax4FcaxWe5Wk7U9GIlKZTZp1iF9OfLH1JucMa19PB-hF6RV41Rrrj-NtBIhw/s1690/AN+Banner+BID+AC.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="674" data-original-width="1690" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWQb7SzeTZlP4ZpuRyWC_173GFplx391nRIBCPhDsSh7mzKmiOBcCqkiueBeO05xCFoSAmglqlYpsg24ax4FcaxWe5Wk7U9GIlKZTZp1iF9OfLH1JucMa19PB-hF6RV41Rrrj-NtBIhw/w640-h256/AN+Banner+BID+AC.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Release Date: July 27</i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: left;"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: start;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: start;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Chloe</span></span></b></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;">A folded-up flag is all that remains.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;">My brother lost overseas.</span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">And every single day, I face the man who walked away.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">The man who couldn't save him.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">The one I blame, even if he's not at fault.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">He haunts every step I take, and I can't escape.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not sure I can convince him to let me go.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">I'm definitely not strong enough to admit the truth.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">I never stopped loving him.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333;"><br /></span></div><b style="color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Ian</b></div></b><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">The sight of her holding that flag will haunt me until the day I die.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">One night.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">One mistake.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">One failed mission.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">Two families ruined forever.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">The right thing to do is walk away.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">Especially when I see rage in her eyes.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">She doesn’t need the trouble I’ll bring her way.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">There’s only one thing I’m good for.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">And it sure as hell doesn’t include fixing her problems.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">With my expertise, I can break her down and tear her apart.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">I just can’t put her back together again.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">But she’s in my blood, and I can’t let her go.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><div style="text-align: center;">She might be shattered and broken, but I never wanted her perfect.</div></span><span style="background-color: white; 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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54320556-break-it-down" style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); float: left; padding-right: 20px; text-align: left;"></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54320556-break-it-down">Break it Down</a><span style="color: #333333;"> by </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8396101.April_Canavan">April Canavan</a><div style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: left;">My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4142168666">5 of 5 stars</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
This was my first time reading something from this author and I really enjoyed it. It didn't take the usual romance route. The couple is broken up at the beginning following the death of the heroine's brother. And it had an interesting twist near the end. I would definitely read all the other books in the series before this one, which I plan on doing soon, to better understand this group's dynamic. And I'm really interested in Teri and Logan's backstory. <br /><br />Chloe blames Ian for the death of her brother even though she knows it is not his fault. And Ian doesn't push. He loves her and is willing to wait for her.<br /><br />Her brother's will leads them and their group of extended family on a weekend away to complete a bucket list in his honor. And before the weekend is over they've rekindled their relationship.<br /><br />Then they all receive unexpected news.<br /><br />
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<b style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i>Meet April Canavan</i></b></span></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><span style="border: 1pt none windowtext; color: #303030; padding: 0in;"></span></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJjhV9YWlBZ1z3NdcNNAwYVYGG1fTEFcXbDAj0grdeC-iIS5fau5gqqBFO8vnviiALrh_XR65LI0jOEpP26trveHYaDJoSKBmu31q1pnySM4sLq0kUNz5DKLar0n91RgoHrU3LrjZATA/s828/aprilpic.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="828" data-original-width="828" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJjhV9YWlBZ1z3NdcNNAwYVYGG1fTEFcXbDAj0grdeC-iIS5fau5gqqBFO8vnviiALrh_XR65LI0jOEpP26trveHYaDJoSKBmu31q1pnySM4sLq0kUNz5DKLar0n91RgoHrU3LrjZATA/s320/aprilpic.jpg" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I live on chaos and coffee, and you’ll find it running through every single one of my stories. </span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">First of all, I absolutely abhor writing anything biographical. In any form. I’m terrible at it, and I have the very firm belief that no one wants to know who I am. You’re here for books, right? But that doesn’t mean I’m off the hook.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I grew up sneaking over to my great-grandmother’s to read her Harlequin novels. Those were delivered once a month in a ginormous box, and from the age of ten, she let me devour them in their entirety. I fell in love with romance, even the clean kind. And that, undoubtedly, led to many days and nights with my face buried in a book and the discovery that I wasn’t happy unless my hair was up, and I had a story in my hand. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">I never wanted to write. I wanted to read. ALL the words. Until someone pointed out to me that I’d been writing my entire life. I just needed to put the book in my hand down and pick up a pen. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Once I started, I found out that I couldn’t stop. Now, I’m always writing. Or reading. Or chasing my son through the house to get the elusive hug he thinks I don’t need.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Oh, and I’m a Leo… which is completely on-point if you know me at all. I love being the center of attention. On my terms. When I can stay at home in my pajamas. With lots and lots of coffee on hand. And maybe a few snacks.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 11pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #303030; text-align: start;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; text-align: start;"><b><i>Connect with April Canavan</i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; text-align: start;">To learn more about April Canavan, visit <a href="https://geni.us/StalkApril">here</a>!</span></span></i></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; text-align: start;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; text-align: start;"><b><i>Hosted By:</i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU81QvSMSqTgFhytbhI7cYfBSY8hq5AMSkGm4oYlF3qeacX1VjwmI9xLyOzFngsVelcW3M1hvyoczHkbaMnML4Rl_JopgRo3hjDocsvxaXXstazVA-_WLVIcSAqz7r89mb8xczUszEV2g/s2048/wildfire-01+%25281%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1463" data-original-width="2048" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU81QvSMSqTgFhytbhI7cYfBSY8hq5AMSkGm4oYlF3qeacX1VjwmI9xLyOzFngsVelcW3M1hvyoczHkbaMnML4Rl_JopgRo3hjDocsvxaXXstazVA-_WLVIcSAqz7r89mb8xczUszEV2g/w320-h229/wildfire-01+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></span></div><p></p></div>
splendeurcaissehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06144178608170015528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1911298083767672519.post-19397674947523218642021-07-26T07:00:00.006-07:002021-07-26T07:00:00.248-07:00Pirate's Promise by Lisa Kessler @entangledpub<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc-kgff6Dco/YP6mxCWdiiI/AAAAAAAAqus/uMI7jlsOiLopV4QY4DaDeozhlS7EBRnJwCPcBGAsYHg/s1460/Polish_20210726_043421430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1460" data-original-width="1060" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc-kgff6Dco/YP6mxCWdiiI/AAAAAAAAqus/uMI7jlsOiLopV4QY4DaDeozhlS7EBRnJwCPcBGAsYHg/w464-h640/Polish_20210726_043421430.jpg" width="464" /></a></div><p></p><h3 class="Text Text__title3 Text__italic Text__regular Text__subdued" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--color-text-subdued); font-family: Copernicus, "Libre Baskerville", Georgia, serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 4px 0px 0px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/series/204734-sentinels-of-savannah" style="box-sizing: border-box; outline: 0px; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sentinels of Savannah #5</span></a></h3><h1 class="Text Text__title1" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: Copernicus, "Libre Baskerville", Georgia, serif; line-height: 4.6rem; margin: 4px 0px 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Pirate's Promise</span></h1><h3 class="Text Text__title3 Text__regular" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: Copernicus, "Libre Baskerville", Georgia, serif; font-weight: 400; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 4px 0px 0px;"><div class="ContributorLinksList" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="TruncatedItems TruncatedItems--span" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-flex; flex-wrap: wrap; justify-content: flex-start; position: relative;"><span class="TruncatedItems__item TruncatedItems__item--visible" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: flex; margin-bottom: 4px;"><a class="ContributorLink" href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3023842.Lisa_Kessler" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: flex; outline: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="ContributorLink__name" data-testid="name" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block; flex-basis: auto; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lisa Kessler</span></span></a></span></span></div></h3><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif;">Greyson Till never found a weapon he didn’t like. As the immortal Master Gunner of a pirate ship, he’s grown his collection for over two hundred years. So when a legendary cursed blade that can cut through any material goes missing from the government’s paranormal artifact vault, he’s eager to retrieve it. Working with the secret division Department 13 has always come with its set of challenges, but this one is the worst yet.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif;">Along with the mission comes fiery, no-nonsense paranormal weapons expert Aura Henderson, who couldn't be less thrilled about this pairing. The last time they saw each other, Greyson accidentally blew her cover, almost killing them both. Worst of all, to get the sword, she has to pose as Greyson's wife. The last thing she needs is to get involved with a sexy grumbly pirate, whether in reality or just pretend.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1e1915; font-family: "Proxima Nova", Montserrat, Arial, sans-serif;">When they locate the relic, the gilded blade thirsts for blood and things aren’t what they seem. Greyson isn’t sure who to trust anymore, and he’s not about to let death come between them...</span></span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57517087-pirate-s-promise"><br /><span><br /><b><i><span style="font-family: Shadows Into Light; font-size: large;">My Review</span></i></b><br /><br /></span></a><div><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57517087-pirate-s-promise"><span style="font-size: medium;">Pirate's Promise</span></a><span style="font-size: medium;"> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3023842.Lisa_Kessler">Lisa Kessler</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4122888077">5 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
Loved! With so much action going on, this page-turner was hard to put down. <br />I enjoyed this addition to the Sentinels of Savannah series. And the last few chapters were more emotional than I expected and Greyson was...so...swoony.<br /><br />Greyson Till, the immortal Master Gunner of a pirate ship has been growing his weapons collection for a long time. When secret division Department 13 contacts his crew to help them retrieve a legendary sword that has gone missing from their vaults.<br /><br />The Department sends along their paranormal weapons expert Aura Henderson, who is not happy about who she has being paired with. The last time she saw the immortal pirate was when he blew her cover. And now, they have to pose as a married couple.<br /><br />Neither is especially thrilled with this arrangement but Aura feels like she let her boss down after her cover was blown. And Greyson will protect her at all costs because it's his job.
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