Tuesday, 24 January 2017

Pre-Release Spotlight: Silicon Valley Billionaires LAUREN by Leigh James



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Title: Silicon Valley Billionaires: LAUREN
Series: Silicon Valley Billionaires, Book 1
By: Leigh James
Release Date: Feb. 21, 2017
eBook Price: $3.99
Print Price: $9.99
Ebook ISBN: 978-1945340086
Print ISBN: 978-1945340093
Categories:
Romantic suspense and contemporary romance



Two Headstrong, Driven CEOs. One Undeniable, Scorching Attraction.

Being a scientist gives Lauren Taylor a purpose in life. At twenty-five, she's the CEO of a billion-dollar biomedical company, Paragon Laboratories. On the brink of a major discovery, Lauren lets nothing interfere with her work. Until she meets Gabriel Betts, the gorgeous and brilliant CEO of another Silicon Valley startup, and is forced to face her inconvenient and overwhelming attraction to him. 

Billionaire Gabriel Betts is a successful scientist in his own right. He's made his way in the world by being an early adapter and never losing focus. Captivated by Lauren's brilliance and unselfconscious beauty, he's determined to win the reclusive female CEO over at any cost.

But what neither Gabe nor Lauren are prepared for is the white-collar danger that's lurking in Silicon Valley... The danger that threatens not only their companies, but their very existence.

This is an update to the previously released High Interest and contains significant edits.


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Monday, 23 January 2017

Release Day Spotlight: Blood Money by Tee O' Fallon

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Blood Money
NYPD Blue & Gold Series
By: Tee O'Fallon
Releasing January 23, 2017
Entangled: Select Suspense

NYPD Detective Gray Yates has major trust issues. Protecting a serenely beautiful woman hiding enough secrets to take down an entire city wasn’t something he bargained for. She’s a loving single mother, hot as hell, and protecting her will test every ounce of his resolve.
Alex Romano is being blackmailed by the Pyramid—an elusive international organization of assassins every cop in the world is after. When Alex tries severing ties with them they refuse to let her go. The darkly dangerous detective she’s irresistibly drawn to is her only hope of staying out of jail. He just might be her savior…or her downfall.
Despite efforts to maintain his professionalism, Gray can’t deny the fiery passion Alex ignites in him. In an explosive confrontation, Alex’s lies are revealed and Gray is faced with the most important decision of his life: trust the woman he’s falling in love with, or arrest her.


Gray drove in silence, watching the farmland give way to thick forest. There was still a solid two hours before they reached Hopewell Springs. His mind wandered to the damage the Pyramid could inflict on a person’s life. They had murdered an FBI agent. How many others had they killed in the decades since their inception?
What?” Alex interrupted his thoughts. “You had a look on your face just now. The same look you always get when you’re annoyed with someone.”
Gray glanced at her. “You know me so well?”
Well enough.” She laughed, a melodic sound he’d come to love. “You get that look when someone is sitting at your desk and won’t talk.”
You’ve been watching me?” Gray was pleased at the thought. He watched Alex constantly. Then again, all the detectives did. Hard not to.
Well, I—I notice you from time to time.” A becoming shade of rosy pink tinted her cheeks, making her face even lovelier. “So tell me what you were thinking just now.”
I was thinking about how the Pyramid will always be able to find someone they can exploit. There will always be someone out there who, whether it’s due to financial need or just plain greed, will betray anyone or anything.”
You mean the way you think I betrayed the department...and you personally?” Alex’s voice was hard.
Gray glimpsed anger in her eyes. Anger directed at him for not believing her. They were at an impasse, he realized.
He didn’t trust her. He honestly didn’t know whether she’d used him or not, but he was certain she was still hiding something. Problem was, she didn’t trust him with whatever she was hiding.
He returned his eyes to the road, but not before seeing her lean her head back against the headrest and shut her eyes tightly. She inhaled deeply and let it out on a long sigh. If Gray hadn’t been driving, he’d have done the same.
Fate had thrown them together with the tantalizing possibility of a life together.

Circumstances had irrevocably torn them apart. 

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New Release Spotlight:This Piece Of My Soul by Robyn M. Ryan

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This Piece of My Soul
Clearing the Ice #2
By: Robyn M. Ryan
Releasing January 24, 2017
Self-Published


Piece of my Soul

Clearing the Ice Series

They believe love conquers all.
One of pro-hockey’s golden couples, Andrew and Caryn Chadwick live in the limelight reserved for elite professional athletes. On their second anniversary, Andrew receives an unexpected contract offer to join the Tampa Suns. As they look forward to a new adventure, neither foresees an event that challenges their love and threatens their marriage.
Until it doesn’t. 
A sudden and senseless accident threatens Andrew’s life and inexplicably drives a wedge between the couple. Shattered by the incident, paralyzed by fear that it could happen again, Caryn finds herself at odds with her husband and unable to provide the support he needs—at the time he is most vulnerable.
As their perfect world crumbles, each makes choices that take Andrew and Caryn further apart. Distrust, fears, and secrets construct walls. This Piece of My Soul follows the joint and separate paths the couple navigate as each hopes to rediscover the love that can conquer all.
Although This Piece of My Soul is the second book in the Clearing the Ice Series, it can be read as a standalone novel.

Caryn gasped when she saw the gruesome bruise on Andrew’s leg. “Even with your pads?”
Andrew shrugged. “Pads don’t make much difference. Luckily, no bones fractured.”
Caryn could tell by his expression that he didn’t think it was a big deal. “Andrew, tell me again why you are suddenly blocking shots like this.” She gingerly felt the area around the bruise before Andrew pressed an ice pack against it.
Coach’s system. Everyone helps out on defense. I gave up the puck in our own end. I wasn’t going to hang Eckstrom out to dry. It’s nothing, Cary.”
She sat beside him on the side of the bed. “It doesn’t make sense. Your line is the team’s top scoring and you’re all blocking shots. What if you, John or Jason break an arm or your leg? Is it worth it?”
Andrew glanced at her as he adjusted the ice pack. “Everyone’s valuable to the team. We’re expected to play the same system of defense.” He met her eyes. “I try to block correctly. I just gave up the puck to the wrong person and paid for it. I’ll be fine. I’ve seen worse in the locker room.”
Well, I don’t want to see worse, Drew.” Cary stood and walked into the bathroom, returning with a hand towel. “Here, put this under the ice pack. I’ll get you a fresh one in a few minutes.”
Andrew shifted until he was leaning against the headboard, stretching out his legs on the bed. He patted the mattress beside him. “Come give me a proper welcome home.”
I don’t want you to make your leg any worse.” Caryn bit back a smile as she walked around the bed, dropping pieces of clothing as she moved. She saw his gaze following each movement, and his eyes darkened when she scooted on the bed beside him.
Oh, I think we can manage,” Andrew said as he pulled her toward him and kissed her, closing his arms around her. “Yep, I’ve definitely missed this.” He shifted until Caryn faced him.
Her leg brushed against the ice pack and she jerked away. “This is not going to work.”
Andrew reached for the pack and towel and tossed them away from the bed. “Problem solved.” Caryn opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off with a kiss. He held her tightly against him, running his fingers lightly against her skin. She tugged at his shirt as she slipped her hands against his chest. He released her as he quickly shed the shirt, and then he rolled her onto her back. “Now, where were we?” he said as he kissed the side of her neck.
Hmm, maybe thinking twice before blocking the next shot.” Caryn bit back a smile as Andrew pulled back, his expression reflecting his impatience.
That’s not what I was thinking. But if that’s what you want…”
Caryn cut him off before he could complete the thought. She grasped his neck with both hands and pulled him toward her, her mouth seeking his. Capturing his kiss, she brushed her hands across his shoulders and back. Her fingers teased the waistband of his gym shorts. Andrew broke off the kiss to move his lips to her neck, gently nibbling at the skin on her lobe.
You sure you don’t want to discuss blocking shots?” 
A soft moan escaped Caryn’s mouth. “What?” she asked, her breath catching in her throat. “Just… keep… kissing me.”
She heard his low chuckle as he pulled her against him and reclaimed her lips. “Just making sure.” 
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By the time she was an eight-year-old tomboy growing up in the suburbs of Chicago, Robyn M. Ryan definitely knew what she wanted to do when she grew up—play major league baseball or write. She wrote throughout elementary and high school, first composing novels featuring favorite TV and music personalities, and then venturing into sports writing.
Attending UGA’s journalism school launched her career in public relations, which included an internship with the Atlanta Flames NHL hockey team. With the encouragement of a writers group on twitter—WritersThatChat—This Piece of My Heart, a hockey romance, and the first book in Robyn’s series Clearing the Ice was published May 2016. The second book in the series, This Piece of My Soul, introduces the Tampa Suns professional hockey team.
Besides writing, Robyn’s passions include following the New York Rangers, NASCAR, and the Atlanta Braves; splitting time between homes in Atlanta and Palm Coast, and visiting Paris as often as possible. Two brilliant Westies rule both homes.
As do many writers, Robyn chooses to write using a pseudonym—hers is a combination of her sons’ names, a contribution from her youngest nephew.
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Saturday, 21 January 2017

Sales Blitz: Good Girl by Lauren Layne



Good Girl
A Love Unexpectedly Novel
By: Lauren Layne
Released May 17, 2016
Loveswept


New York Times BESTSELLER • Lauren Layne brings all the unpredictable heat of Blurred Lines to an all-new cast of characters! Country music’s favorite good girl is hiding away from the world—only to find herself bunking with a guy who makes her want to be a little bad.
 
Jenny Dawson moved to Nashville to write music, not get famous. But when her latest record goes double platinum, Jenny’s suddenly one of the town’s biggest stars—and the center of a tabloid scandal connecting her with a pop star she’s barely even met. With paparazzi tracking her every move, Jenny flees to a remote mansion in Louisiana to write her next album. The only hiccup is the unexpected presence of a brooding young caretaker named Noah, whose foul mouth and snap judgments lead to constant bickering—and serious heat.
 
Noah really should tell Jenny that he’s Preston Noah Maxwell Walcott, the owner of the estate where the feisty country singer has made her spoiled self at home. But the charade gives Noah a much-needed break from his own troubles, and before long, their verbal sparring is indistinguishable from foreplay. But as sizzling nights give way to quiet pillow talk, Noah begins to realize that Jenny’s almost as complicated as he is. To fit into each other’s lives, they’ll need the courage to face their problems together—before the outside world catches up to them.

Lauren Layne’s USA Today bestselling Love Unexpectedly series can be read in any order:
BLURRED LINES
GOOD GIRL



Jenny
Sweetie . . . ,” Amber says in a gentle voice that has me tensing.
I love Amber to death, but she’s not usually one for sweet-talking. She’s more the type of friend who will actually tell you that a certain pair of jeans absolutely makes your butt look big.
I go very still, wondering if I’m going to need more chocolate chips for this. “What? Tell me.”
Have you ever hooked up with Shawn Bates?”
I make a face. “Yuck, no.”
But you’ve hung out?”
No. I’ve met him, like, twice. Maybe three times.”
When was the last time you saw him?”
My heart is pounding now, because there’s an urgency in Amber’s voice that I’m not used to hearing. “I don’t know. The Grammys, I guess. We had our picture taken together, I think.”
Shawn Bates is one of those ridiculously good-looking guys who’s also been blessed with a decent voice. He won best pop vocal album three years in a row.
He was up against me for album of the year. I can’t imagine he was thrilled about losing, but he was friendly enough. A little skeevy, but maybe that’s because I only know his reputation. And I, of all people, know not to believe everything you hear.
Do you have your laptop handy?” Amber asks in that scary quiet voice.
Oh, crap. Instinctively I know this is bad. Really bad.
I stand, heading into the kitchen, where I left my iPad, Dolly trotting along at my ankles, happy and oblivious with her little chipmunk in her mouth.
Which site?” I say as I turn on the tablet.
Any of them.“
As it turns out, I don’t even need to go to a celebrity gossip site. I was reading Google News this morning with my coffee, and it’s still up on my browser window.
Only this time . . .
This time I am the news.
I stare blindly, clicking on the top article, my eyes reading the headline about a dozen times before my brain finally registers it: “Does America’s Favorite Good Girl Have a Secret Seductress Side?”
Below the headline is a picture of me and Shawn at the Grammys, both of us with awards in hand. My head is tilted back in a laugh, and even though I know my happiness comes from winning the award rather than my proximity to Shawn Bates, I have to admit that I look semi-smitten with the guy.
His eyes are locked on my cleavage, his smile far more intimate than it has a right to be considering that our conversation lasted only a split second longer than the picture itself.
At the time, I’d thought the shimmering pink dress the perfect combination of sweet and sexy, but looking at it now, with this headline, it seems garish. My smile’s too wide, my posture too open, my smoky eye makeup too much . . .
Jenny. Talk to me,” Amber says.
It’ll pass, right?” I say, still unable to look away from the photo to actually read the article.
Amber doesn’t reply, and Dolly lets out a sad little whimpering noise before sitting on top of my foot as though trying to shield me from what’s to come.
It’s just another stupid rumor,” I say. “The tabloids are getting exceedingly bold. I can sue, right? And Shawn can sue, and we’ll—”
Shawn confirmed it,” Amber says.
My ears buzz. “What?”
This morning. Coming out of the gym, the vultures were all over him. Instead of keeping his mouth shut, Shawn said, and I quote, ‘Look, I’m not proud of my actions, but I can’t be the first guy to get pulled into Jenny Dawson’s vortex, and I’m sure I won’t be the last. At this point, all I can do is look forward and try to make amends.’”
What is he talking about?” I squeak, my eyes closing as I pull hard on my ponytail in frustration. “Make amends for what? My vortex? Is that a thing?”
It gets worse,” Amber says, her voice miserable.
I don’t know how that’s even possible.”
He’s not the only one who’s confirmed the story.”
I blink. “Someone else is also delusional?”
Yeah. His wife.”
Oh my God,” I whisper.
I don’t know much about Shawn Bates’s wife, but pretty much everyone knows their story. Childhood sweethearts who started dating in middle school, they got married right out of high school, shortly before Shawn got famous.
There are always rumors that he’s cheating, but like I’ve said, I don’t put much faith in rumors.
One thing I know for sure is that if he is cheating, it’s not with me.
She posted a tearful selfie on every single social media platform along with a big old statement about how she and Shawn are going through a rough patch, but their love is stronger than any country-singing home wrecker.”
I’m not a home wrecker.”
I know that, J. But you have that song, and there’s that picture—”
The song was euphemistic!” I say, referring to my first hit single, a song I wrote about all the things that can come between a couple once the honeymoon period’s over: the TV, bills, iPhones, work. Those are the home wreckers.
Not me.

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Lauren Layne is the New York Times bestselling author of more than a dozen romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with her husband (who was her high school sweetheart--cute, right?!) and plus-sized Pomeranian.
In 2011, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan, and never looked back.
In her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.
For a list of all her works, please be sure to check out her official website!
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Friday, 20 January 2017

Cover Reveal: Dear Agony by Georgia Cates

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Dear Agony
By: Georgia Cates
Releasing March 1, 2017
Self-Published


Dear Agony,
You've been my shadow, following me through childhood—filling my days and nights with terror and uncertainty. You cleverly disguised yourself as some form of pain or suffering as I grew into a young woman. We were unwavering companions … until I severed our ties.

I traded homelessness on the streets of New Orleans for a luxurious bed covered by the finest linens.
I traded dumpster diving for dinner in the finest restaurants.
I traded myself to a stranger—Bastien Pascal.
I have a good life within my platonic and mutually beneficial companionship with Bash.
He’s my friend. My mentor. My roommate.
Until everything changes.
I’m not supposed to get goosebumps when his hand brushes my skin.
I’m not supposed to be eager for his soothing touch following one of my nightmares.
I’m not supposed to think about what might happen if I reached out to him in the darkness.
Falling in love with him? Preposterous . . . unavoidable.
Agony, why are you back with a vengeance to rob me of this life I’ve come to love so dearly?
I’m finally happy. Don’t ruin this for me.
Always yours,
Rose
In this epic love story, Dear Agony forges a connection between an unlikely pair—a beautiful rose entwined in barbed wire and a shipwreck sinking into the darkest depths of the ocean. This agonizing romantic novel poses some gut-wrenching questions: What does a woman do when the man she loves is planning his own demise? And how far will she go to give him something to live for?
Bastien wasn’t lying. The man snores. Loudly.
I was awake for hours after he came to my bed. I had far too many thoughts whirling around in my head to doze off.
I’m proprietor of a sadness I hold so tightly, it’s penetrated my very being. It has wrapped itself around my heart in the form of barbed vines, warning people away. I’m buried chest deep in filth—the filth of my vile past. I’m the captain and my pain is forever my first mate.
I wake to find myself held by his strong arms. Encased in his comforting touch. Strangely, even though I’m clinging tightly to the arm wrapped around my waist, I feel . . . safe in the arms of a man. This man. It’s a first for me.
Bastien is still sleeping, his snoring proof he is unaware of our entanglement. I’m glad. I want to savor this close encounter for a while longer before I pull away.
I steal this moment like a thief, permitting myself to study his face and body without his knowledge.
His chest under my head is hard, as is his stomach beneath my hand. There’s sparse hair between his pec muscles but he has a small patch on his abdomen trailing down into the front of his pants.
I gently lift my head so I can see his face. Long, thick, dark lashes rest against his lower lids. Strong, square jawline—covered in dark whiskers, and a few sparse silver here and there, a little thicker this morning than last night. A tiny dimple in the center of his chin. Full, pink lips with a deep cupid’s bow. Straight nose, slightly asymmetrical to the right side of his face. Hmm … I haven’t noticed that until now. I bet it’s been broken. Probably playing football.
Even in sleep, Bastien’s face doesn’t completely relax. His brow remains wrinkled, the shallow crowfeet around his eyes slightly crinkled.
Lines and all, he’s handsome. Extremely so.
And stirring.
I quickly pull away and roll onto my side, my back turned to him before he fully awakens. I don’t want that awkward moment of waking and coming to face to face, forced to discuss what led him to my bed last night.
Minutes later, there’s a brief dip in the mattress and then I hear the soft click of my bedroom door closing.
He’s gone without a word.
I roll to my back and run my hand along the spot where he was lying. Still warm. Scooting closer, I press my nose into his pillow. Mmm. Woodsy. Earthy spice. Masculine.
Savoring the warmth and smell that remains in my bed after Bastien’s departure is something I shouldn’t enjoy … but I do. Very much.
Liking these things isn’t part of our agreement.
Bastien has clearly stated he doesn’t want a romantic relationship. In fact, he’s very much against it, especially with someone my age. And I refuse to ruin what we have. I like him. I think we can be very good friends.


Georgia Cates resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.
When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.

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