Wednesday 26 November 2014

Blog Tour: Halligan To My Axe by Lani Lynn Vale

Lani Lynn Vale returns with her second book in The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC series - HALLIGAN TO MY AXE! MC's, Firefighters, sizzling hot romance? You won't want to miss this one!
Halligan To My Axe 
The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC #2
by Lani Lynn Vale
Publication: October 31st 2014




You’re the Halligan...

Kettle had it all.  Until he didn't.
He lost it all in a moment.  One heart stopping, soul shattering moment, and there wasn't a single thing he could do about it.
From that day forward, he stayed away from relationships.
Then he responded to a possible fire and there she was, rocking his world when he didn't want it to be rocked.

To My...

Adeline was just a schoolteacher.  She lived a boring life.
Until she stole something.
And it didn’t have anything to do with the sexy firefighter’s heart.
Oh, she stole that, too, even if he didn't want it to be stolen.

Axe...

Kettle didn’t realize just what kind of trouble Adeline was in until it nearly ripped her from his life.
There was no way anything was taking that away from him.
Not again.
One man was about to see up close and personal what fury looked like on the face of The Dixie Wardens MC’s enforcer.

 
That thing’s not going to pop off and nail someone in the eye, is it?” I asked dryly.

Adeline collapsed backward on the bed, panting slightly before answering. “It would serve that bitch right. I can’t believe she gave me these jeans. I haven’t fit into these since I graduated from college. We used to fight over them constantly.”

She stood and walked carefully towards me before collapsing into my arms.

I caught her easily enough, supporting her weight with my arms as I walked her backward to the bed and let us both fall.

She bounced with me, landing in a heap with the corner of the comforter covering her face.

She didn’t remove it, and I waited for a good ten seconds as I ground my hips into hers before realizing that she didn’t plan on moving it.

Sighing, I reached up and flipped the blanket off her face to find a smile on her lips with her eyes closed.

I’m not into paper-bagging my women.” I quipped.

Paper bagging?” She asked, looping her arms around my neck.

Yeah, covering their faces as I fuck them.” I teased.

She scowled, leaned forward, and bit me on the neck.

Her pointy little teeth sank slightly in without breaking the skin, causing me to jerk in reaction.

Hey,” I said, tickling her.

She started laughing. “Uncle! Uncle! Stop!” She squealed.

I stopped reluctantly and started to move off her when she wrapped her legs around my hips, causing me to still. “Yes?”

I need to make a stop somewhere before you take me to school.” She said, running her fingers along my bearded jaw.

I raised my arm and glanced at the watch on my wrist before looking back at her. “You don’t have time to stop anywhere and get there before eight.”

She shrugged. “I’m always late. They wouldn’t know what to do with me if I wasn’t late.”

I laughed and stood up, taking her with me.

Get your shoes on,” I said, enforcing the demand with a quick slap to her ass.

She dropped her legs from around my waist and laughed before turning and heading to the bathroom.

Her ass looked great in the jeans, which was no surprise since they were so tight she had to wiggle and squirm to get into them. I just hoped she didn’t rip them in the middle of class or something. I couldn’t even make out a panty line.

Keep your pants on.”

If you’re lucky!” I yelled as I made my way out to my living room.

I would be taking Adeline to school today, due to her rental car being damaged in the fire. Or, at least, that was what she thought. In reality, I wanted to keep an eye on her, otherwise I’d have let her use my truck.

Sure, the rental had seen a bit of damage, but not enough to make it unusable. She didn’t need to know that, however. I’d had it towed by Dixie last night, so she wouldn’t even see it to know that I’d lied.

Although ‘lied’ was such a harsh word. I liked ‘omitting the truth’ better.


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Lani Lynn Vale is a married mother of three living in the greatest state in the world, Texas. She is currently a student pursuing her bachelor’s degree in nursing. When she’s not cooking, cleaning, wiping dirty faces free of permanent marker stains, going to school, or running errands, you can find her at her computer lost in her fictional character’s world.


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Cover Reveal: Behind Your Back by Chelsea M. Cameron


BehindYourBack

Today is the cover reveal for Chelsea M. Cameron's upcoming title, BEHIND YOUR BACK. This book will be released in February 2015 but be sure to check out the author's note below for some special news about the release!


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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This past summer I traveled to Edinburgh, Scotland for a book signing. It was my first trip outside of the US and I was nervous as hell. While I was on the plane and begging for my motion sickness medication to kick in, I started thinking about a character I didn’t “know” yet. Every now and then I will get a character’s voice in my head and not have a story for them. More often than not, my books start with just one character. I don’t know where the story is going, or what they’re going to do. I only have their voice guiding me. I told myself I wasn’t going to work on anything new on my trip, since I already had existing deadlines. But of course the voice ignored me. He kept talking to me. I couldn’t resist, so I started working on his story in my gorgeous hotel room with its view of Edinburgh castle. I wrote some more words at the Elephant House, which is where J. K. Rowling started writing the first Harry Potter book. Over vegetable lasagna and jasmine tea, a story started to develop. It was different than anything I’d ever written. Told completely from a male point of view. It was also a romantic suspense, something I’d been dying to try writing, but didn’t think I had the ability to do. I called my mother in my excitement and her words were “that’s completely different than anything you’ve ever written.” This is that story. And since this story is so completely different, I’m doing something different when I release it. In February (date to be determined), you will not only get the first book on that day, Behind Your Back, you will also be able to buy the sequel, Back To Back! No weeks or months of waiting to find out what happens. You can read the two books in one day if you want. Instant gratification. I hope you fall in love with these books as much as I have while writing them.

TEASER:


She wears a wig and colored contacts the first time I see her in person. Her electric green eyes are too memorable, even in a crowd. But underneath the plain brown wig and the brown contacts and the bored expression she wears, something shines through that she can’t cover up.

I recognize it right away, even if I wouldn’t have been searching for her. Raising myself from my chair, I cross the coffee shop. She watches her phone, pretending to be the kind of girl who can’t abandon her Facebook page for longer than three seconds. But I know. I know her.

Her finger hovers over the screen of the phone, her shoulders slump, but her foot jiggles just a little bit. Not enough for anyone but me to notice. But I see it. I see her.

I pass by her table on my way out the door. I give her one glance. A visual brush over her body. I know she sees me, but pretends not to. She pushes the wig back and I can just barely see the flash of red hair at the nape of her neck, along with a tattoo. I can’t see all of it, but I don’t need to. I know that, too.

A Celtic knot.

I pass through the door and don’t look back. Her eyes follow me down the street to the crosswalk and until I’m out of view.

She sees me.



ChelseaCamChelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker, vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing, she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting (this one time, she was tweeted by Neil Gaiman). She has a degree in journalism from the University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just as weird as she is.


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