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Friday, June 9, 2017

#GiveAway ~ All Out By Tawny Weber and Beth Andrews ~ @TawnyWeber

Come Celebrate the release of One Night with a SEAL With Tawny Weber
One night. Two SEAL brothers. Endless sexy possibilities!
All Out
By Tawny Weber and Beth Andrews


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Synopsis:

Navy SEAL Zane Bennett isn’t one to turn away from a challenge, but he’s determined to win the bet he has with his twin brother. Will he win the bet, or lose his heart to the woman of his dreams? If you loved, UNDER PRESSURE by Lori Foster A SEAL’S PLEDGE by Cora Seton you’ll devour with  ALL OUT by Tawny Weber.




ALL OUT by Tawny Weber
Navy SEAL Zane Bennett can't walk away from a challenge. He's determined to win a bet with his brother—until he collides with the luscious Vivian Harris. Their attraction is immediate and searingly hot, but Zane can't bring himself to bow out of the bet. Now the game is really on…and Zane is embroiled in a wicked matchup he can't resist!

ALL IN by Beth Andrews
Of the Bad Boy Bennett twins, Navy SEAL Xander is always the gentleman. That is, until he's challenged to go against his brother for a date with Quinn Oswald—the girl Xander's wanted since high school! It takes only one kiss for Quinn and Xander's deliciously sexy chemistry to explode. But how much is Xander willing to gamble…before he goes all in?

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Release Date: June 1, 2017
Publisher: Harlequin Blaze
Series: Uniformly Hot!
Genres: Romance/Contemporary Romance
Page Count: 224
Format: Digital and Print



Excerpt:

Vivian wiggled into the most romantic corner booth she could wheedle and ordered a sparkling water.  No point enjoying wine until she knew she’d enjoy the evening, too.
She pulled out her cellphone. No cancellation message.
That was a good sign, wasn’t it?
Half the time, Vivian felt like her dreams were a tease. All too often she got within kissing distance of her goal, and poof, there it went. No big payoff, no awesome climax, nothing.
Because, why? Because she always blew it.
She shouldn’t have told him her name.
She should have teased instead, said she’d tell him tonight.
Maybe she shouldn’t have let him in on the what she made at The Sweet Spot, either. Sure, a lot of guys saw that as a turn on, but there were just as many who subscribed to the prude theory. Like her brother.
And he was Mike’s friend.
Then again, so was Lenny.
Before she’d finished her confused sigh, Zane walked in. And all of her doubts took a backseat to the sight of how gorgeous the man was. Vivian sat up a little straighter. Shoulders back, chin high and chest probably jiggling because her heart was beating so fast, she smiled and sent him a little wave.
“Vivian,” he greeted as he joined her.
“Zane.”
“So you’re Mike’s little sister, hmm?”
“Ahh, so the dare worked.” Vivian laughed. “How many times did you consider bailing?”
“Bailing? I’ll have you know I’m trained to confront conflicts of all shape and size. I fearlessly face down explosives, disarm bombs and disable volatile chemicals. Sometimes all three before breakfast.”
“Tell me more.” Delighted, Vivian put on a wide eyed look of fascination, even adding a little eyelash flutter for good measure.
“I train with the best. I’m one of the elite. There’s no challenge devised that I won’t face.” He leaned in, his smile almost hypnotic as he teased. “Baby, I never bail.”
“I can’t tell you how glad I am to hear that,” Vivian declared as the waiter brought Zane a beer and refilled her water.
“But, here’s the thing—” he started to say as soon as the waiter left.
“No,” she moaned. “Not the thing.”
There was only one thing of Zane’s that she wanted to hear about.
“Here’s the thing,” Zane continued, laughing. “Some guys have rules about buds dating their sisters. Sisters, cousins, moms. Guys get weird thinking the women in their lives have sex. They get even weirder when they know the guy putting the moves on that sex.”
Lips pursed, Vivian propped her elbow on the table, rested her chin on her fist and fluttered her lashes.
“Aren’t you taking a leap there, assuming we’d definitely be having sex?”
Zane blinked, looked horrified for one second, then shook his head.
“I’m speaking generally, not specifically.” Then he narrowed his eyes. “Are you saying that you see this thing between us as platonic?”
“Of course not. I plan on having a great deal of sex with you,” she purred. “A mind-blowing amount, as a matter of fact.”
“Mind blowing, hmm?”
“Indeed.” She reached out with her free hand to trail her fingers over the back of his knee. Up his thigh, then back down again. Oh, baby, even through denim, his muscles were rigidly impressive.
He clamped his hand down, locking hers down on his thigh.
“Only one thing.”
“Only one?”
“Only one.” Zane entwined his fingers through hers. “Your brother.”
“Oh, please,” she objected. “Like you’re afraid of my brother? The man wears argyle socks and loafers, for crying out loud.”
Zane’s snicker escaped before he could stop it, then he shook his head. “Mike’s footwear isn’t the issue. The fact that you’re his little sister is the issue.”
Vivian debated for a handful of approaches.
She could keep blathering about her brother. That’d put an end to either of their interest in anything after a while. Mike was like a sedative.
She could offer him an easy out, a simple excuse to end the evening so he wasn’t in danger of violating his bro code. Given there was a lifelong friendship involved, that’d be the nicest thing to do. 
She could seduce Zane into forgetting about the bro code, which would ensure her one night of dreams-come-true-ecstasy.
Or she could do the unthinkable.
Vivian took a deep breath, her eyes locked on Zane’s face. He had such a sweet smile and sexy eyes. And there were dreams at stake here, dammit.
So she reached into her bag to do the unthinkable.
“What are you doing?”
She finished dialing her brother’s number.
“Getting you a bro code clearance.”
“Mike,” she said the minute he picked up. “Let’s play what if. What if I have the hots for one of your friends? What if this friend wants to make a move but he’s worried about upsetting you, so I want to make the move instead? What would your feelings be on that?”
“He’s afraid of me?” Mike laughed. “Wish him luck.”
“Okey dokey,” she agreed, hanging up and giving Zane her most seductive smile.
Zane gave her a long look, the kind that made her want to squirm in her seat and breathe a little heavier.
Then he smiled.
“You know he thinks you’re referring to Lenny, don’t you?”
Vivian ran her tongue over her lower lip and leaned into the table. Just enough to highlight her cleavage. She waited until Zane’s gaze returned to her eyes before giving a delicate little shrug.
“Can I help it if my brother is an idiot?”



About Tawny Weber:

New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of more than forty books, Tawny Weber loves writing about sexy heroes, most notably her popular Navy SEALs series. Her sassy, emotional romances are filled with men dedicated to being the best—and women determined to have the best. Tawny credits her ex-military alpha husband for inspiration in her writing, and in her life. The recipient of numerous writing accolades, including Romantic Times Reviewers Choice and in addition to the NY Times and USA Today bestseller lists, Tawny has also hit the number one spot on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

A homeschooling mom, Tawny enjoys scrapbooking, gardening and spending time with her family and dogs in her Northern California home.

Connect with Tawny: : Website | Facebook | Twitter | Pinterest | Goodreads  


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Monday, January 30, 2017

#GiveAway - Call to Honor By Tawny Weber

Call to Honor
By Tawny Weber

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Known for her distinctive ability to blend emotion, humor and suspense in tight gripping stories featuring irresistible alpha SEAL heroes, New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Tawny Weber returns with her brand-new novel, CALL TO HONOR, the first book of three in her SEAL Brotherhood series.

About Call to Honor:

The Poseidon team are hard-bodied, fiercely competitive navy SEALs. But when a sensitive mission goes disastrously wrong, three of the team’s finest will have to trust their hearts and instincts to uncover the truth…

“No man left behind” is inscribed in the DNA of every SEAL and Lieutenant Diego Torres is no exception. But with a team member killed—and the body missing—Diego's honor is sorely tested. Now his career and reputation are on the line, and a traitor is hiding among them. Diego wants answers…and only one woman has them.

Single mom Harper Maclean has two priorities—raising her son Nathan and starting a new life. Her mysterious new neighbor may be impossibly charming, but Diego asks too many questions about her past—and about the father of her child. Questions she fears will reveal her burning attraction for Diego, and ultimately put them all in danger’s path.


Publisher: Harlequin
Release Date: January 31, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance

ISBN: 9780373799282

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Excerpt:

First Look:
“You’re the best, mister.” The kid had to get his smile from his mother, Diego decided. Because not once could Diego remember Ramsey’s smile making him want to offer one in return.
“Diego,” he said after a second, figuring talking was better than standing here on the sidewalk, grinning like an idiot. “You can call me Diego.”
“Cool. I’m Nathan. I’m seven. I’m gonna be a stunt­man when I grow up. Or a veterinarian. I’d rather be a Jedi warrior, but Mom says we’ll see about that one. She says that about a lot of stuff. We’ll see. What are you?”
Huh? Was that a question? The kid’s expression said it was, so Diego did a mental replay.
“I’m in security,” he said, using the cover Savino had decided on.
“Bet you’re good at it.” Grabbing the bike by the han­dles, the kid gave it a good shake, then grinned when the chain stayed in place. “You’re good at fixing things, too. Maybe you could teach me to fix some things?”
Diego didn’t have much experience with kids—hell, he didn’t have any experience. Despite that, he had to figure this one was something special.
Before he could answer him, a delivery truck rum­bled its way to a stop in front of the kid’s house. Some­thing he’d noticed was a regular occurrence. At least once, sometimes twice a day.
“You sure get a lot of deliveries,” he observed, watching a guy in shorts carry a stack of boxes toward the door.
“Yeah. Mom gets tons of stuff. She decorates for peo­ple’s houses. She orders pillows and bowls and things like that. Sometimes she gets material and things to help her decide colors.”
Convenient. Or it would be if Ramsey were run­ning drugs or stolen goods—that’d be a solid cover. But unless he’d shipped himself home in an ash can, it probably wasn’t pertinent. Lansky would claim oth­erwise, though, so Diego made a note to mention it in his next report.
He caught a flash of something out of the corner of his eye. All it took was a casual glance toward the house to send him rocking back on his heels.
Damn.
Not even signing for a slew of packages and fend­ing off the flirtations of the delivery guy were enough to keep Harper Maclean from sending her son a pro­tective frown.
So far his glimpses of her had been at a longer dis­tance than the twenty feet currently separating them. Her photos didn’t do her justice. He’d known she was a looker, but no way he’d have thought fully dressed in person could trump that bikini shot, even if that bikini shot had been kind of blurry.
He’d have been wrong.
Copyright © 2017 by Tawny Weber

About Tawny Weber:

The New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 40 books, Tawny Weber writes sassy, emotional romances with a dash of humor, featuring hot alpha heroes. The recipient of numerous awards, she has also hit number one on the Amazon and Barnes & Noble bestseller lists. Readers can visit Tawny’s website www.tawnyweber.com for free reads, first chapters, insider story info and much more. . You can also find her on Facebook (Facebook.com/tawnyweber.romanceauthor), Twitter (Twitter.com/tawnyweber) and Goodreads (Goodreads.com/author/show/513828.TawnyWeber. Tawny lives in Northern California with her family.

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Thursday, August 4, 2016

#GiveAway - FOOL ME ONCE by Katee Robert

FOOL ME ONCE
Foolproof Love Series#2
 by Katee Robert

Sparks will fly on this roadtrip from hell...Fool Me Once is the second novel in the Foolproof Love series from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Katee Robert and Entangled Publishing.  

Synopsis:

They say opposites attract, but this is just ridiculous.
Aubry Kaiser doesn’t like people—actually, that’s not right. She loathes people. With her crippling anxiety, there’s no way she can demo her favorite video game at a convention with five thousand other people. Maybe if she brings someone to act as a shield…
But the only person available is the sexy cowboy she can’t stand.
Quinn Baldwyn is in a mess of his own. He’s been dodging his wealthy family’s matchmaking attempts—and life advice—for years, but with his sister’s wedding on the horizon, he needs of a shield of his own.
He and Aubry can barely hold down a civil conversation, but in bed…fireworks. And the closer they get to Quinn’s sister’s wedding, the more he realizes that he might actually like Aubry.
Now it’s up to him to convince her she might actually like him, too.

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 1, 2016
Publisher: Entangled Brazen


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Excerpt: 

“You know, I’ve been thinking—”
“Good God, don’t strain yourself.”
“—and I’m thinking that I need a better nickname for you. Sweet cheeks might be accurate, but no one in my family is going to believe I’d call the woman I’m in a relationship with something that…lowbrow.”
She tilted her sunglasses down to stare at him over the top of them. It made her amber eyes stand out all the more. “How about you call me nothing at all? Because that sounds ideal from where I’m sitting.”
“Nah. I’ve always been a fan of pet names.”
“One—I can tell. Two—save your pet names for your actual animals.”
She’d left that one wide open, but he chose to ignore it. Just this once. He twined her hair around his finger again. “I was thinking bunny.”
“You can call me bunny if you want to provoke me to actual physical violence.”
Yeah, it didn’t fit, either. He relaxed back into his seat, starting to enjoy the idea of this. “Cherry.”
“Hard pass.”
“Cookie.”
“No way.”
He wondered when she’d noticed that he was still stroking her hair. He hadn’t been lying when he said they would have to put on a good show for his family. That meant he had to get her used to him touching her, at least in these innocent ways. Or that was what he told himself as he kept playing with the ends of her hair.
And touching in the not-innocent ways?
To distract himself, he said, “Peaches. No, don’t look at me like that. You got to pass on three—that’s your limit. And you smell like peaches.” He leaned a little closer, keeping one eye on the road, and adopted his best Nicholas Cage voice, “I love peaches. I could eat peaches for hours.”
“Ew, gross.”
He sat back and laughed. “You have a problem with a man worshiping you that way?”
“I have a problem with Nicholas Cage comparing my lady bits to a fruit and, frankly, the image of him down there is enough to kill any desire the act would cause.”
She sounded so horrified that he laughed again. Or he started to. The problem with teasing her like this was he was now picturing himself between her thighs. Quinn shifted, trying to get his instant physical reaction under control. His cock wasn’t in a cooperative mood, though, and his brain kept serving up images of Aubry’s back arching, her fingers digging into his forearms, her head thrown back in ecstasy he was giving her.
Jesus Christ.




About Katee Robert:

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.  

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Thursday, June 30, 2016

#GiveAway - COWBOY PLAYER by Mia Hopkins - Cowboy Cocktail series

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This cowboy and cowgirl sell the steak and the sizzle….

Visit the ranch in COWBOY PLAYER, the third book in the Cowboy Cocktail series by Mia Hopkins...

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Grand Prize: $10 Amazon Gift Card + Digital Editions of the Entire Cowboy Cocktail Series
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About COWBOY PLAYER;

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For eight years, Melody Santos played the game of love and lost—big time. Now she’s back in her tiny hometown looking after her younger sister, making ends meet with an assortment of odd jobs. When her childhood best friend hires her to help him sell his family’s grass-fed beef, the last thing she anticipates is falling in lust with the legendary, brown-eyed player.

To put his family’s cattle ranch back in the black, Clark MacKinnon has his sights set on big contracts—gourmet chefs and restaurateurs. If that means long hours traveling from farmer’s market to farmer’s market, Clark doesn’t mind. Particularly since his new assistant is his childhood crush, all grown up and sexy as hell. 

One night in bed leaves them breathless and hungry for more. But when his love-’em-and-leave-’em reputation collides with her trust issues, Clark and Melody must face the truth about what they’ve become: not friends, not lovers, but players in a game that’s impossible to win.

Warning: Contains filthy banter, raunchy sex, excessive Johnny Cash references, and hundreds of pounds of raw beef.

On Sale in Digital: June 28, 2016

 Add COWBOY PLAYER to your TBR pile on Goodreads!

Excerpt:
On the record player, the next track started. Guitar licks, drums, a little fiddle—Melody knew the song at once.
“Oh man,” said Clark. “‘Troubadour’. This a good one. Dance with me, Mel.”
He pulled her off the sofa before she could say anything. Wrapped up in the arms of a big cowboy was not a terrible place to be, so Melody danced with him, barefoot in her parents’ living room, the slow two-step a song both their bodies knew the words to. Her laughter died away, giving way to a quiet sense of vulnerability. The verses slid by like a dream, erasing the burden of loneliness she’d been carrying for so long. It had been months since she’d been this close to a man. It had been years since she’d felt this close to one.
Clark could read her mind. “So what was his name again?” he asked softly. “Scott?”
“Yeah.”
“What happened?”
“A slow-motion disaster, that’s what happened.” She rested her cheek against the hard, hot wall of Clark’s chest. “He was a musician. Fun. Exciting. He said I meant the world to him. But I suppose the world wasn’t enough.”
“What do you mean?”
It was still hard to say aloud. “He cheated on me. It had been going on for months. When I found out and confronted him about it, he broke down said he was sorry. We tried to put it past us. We even went to therapy. But it was all a lie. He left me when my mom passed away.” At first, the pain had been excruciating, dulled only by grief and the weight of her new responsibilities. “Eight years, down the drain.”
“That’s a long time. Did you ever talk about getting married?”
“He said he didn’t like labels.” She sighed. “Which was also a lie, because he married the other woman in Vegas in February.”
“Jesus Christ. I’m sorry.” Clark gave her a squeeze. “You know, if you were mine, I’d hold on to you for good.”
“Sure. Until the next piece of ass came along.”
“Never seen a piece of ass like yours.”
“That’s the friend talking. Your dick might say otherwise.”
“My dick, huh?” Clark laughed quietly. “You’re welcome to check with my dick yourself. He doesn’t talk loud, so you’ll have to get down on your knees to hear him.”
“Jackass.”
“Seriously, Mel. You don’t know what you’ve got going on. Smart as all get-out. Hell, you run circles around me, and I’m a genius. And you’re funny too. Ain’t many women who can make me laugh. You’re one of them.”
She rolled her eyes. “Aw shucks, Ma. Next the cowboy told me I was real purty.”
“Fuck pretty. You’re beautiful.”
It was too much. Danger. “Clark—”
“So beautiful. I always thought so.” He gave her a sad smile. “Honest to God.”
The heat rising between them cooked her brain. She was at a loss for words. “Thanks.”
“No thanks needed. Just stating the obvious.” They danced until the song ended on a ribbon of steel guitar. Clark leaned down and pressed his lips to her temple.
Melody gasped.
Instead of pulling away, he traced a slow, agonizing trail of kisses along her hairline until he was kissing her neck just behind her ear.
Pleasure overloaded her nervous system, but her brain wouldn’t let her enjoy it. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.”


See what people are saying about the Cowboy Cocktail series:
“Wow, wow, and wow…The love that blossoms between [the hero and heroine] is unrushed, genuine, true. *sigh* I loved this book from start to finish and highly recommend it, and not just for fans of western romance.”
           —Goodreads review, 5/5 stars

“The writing is excellent, the emotions leap off the page, and the sex is downright earthy…This is a feel-good romance with a strong, career-minded heroine, a swoon-worthy working class hero, a great setting and lots of lovingly detailed sex.”
             —Jill Sorenson, RITA-nominated author of romantic suspense

 “Mia Hopkins one of the most exciting new voices in red-hot contemporary romance. Add her to your must-read list. Now!”
-Samanthe Beck, USA Today Bestselling Author

“Mia Hopkins' sexy cowboy hero and sassy bookish heroine burn up the pages from the moment they lock eyes.”
-Cat Johnson, New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author

“Beautifully descriptive...hot, sexy and full of yearning!”
-Delilah Devlin, New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author

“I love this author’s writing style; her prose is beautiful, and I can definitely see myself checking out her future work. I’m wondering if Caleb’s brothers will feature in future books?”
-My YA & NA Book Obsession

"I love a story that surprises me by putting a different spin on the standard trope of boy meets girl...Mia Hopkins is an imaginative author who doesn’t take the easy road to a formulaic book." 
—Becky Condit, USA TODAY Happy Ever After blog

"This erotic romance is seriously dirty. Dean and Monica play hard....I have also read the first book in this series, Cowboy Valentine and recommend it as well." 
—Jennifer Porter, Romance Novel News

Check out the other books in The Cowboy Cocktail series!

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Forget chocolate and flowers. This homegrown honey is all the sweetness he craves.

Small-town life is nothing but a waiting room for eighteen-year-old honor student Corazón Gomez. Work and school leave little time for love, but with a full-ride Ivy League scholarship and a one-way ticket out of the boondocks, who needs it?

The answer appears on Valentine’s Day when her old cowboy crush ambles into the ice cream parlor where she works, inviting her to go on a late-night ride in his truck. For the first time she wavers between staying on the straight and narrow, and going off-road with the handsome heartbreaker.

After four years working on ranches all over the country, Caleb MacKinnon is back on the family farm helping out his mom and brothers while his father fights cancer. The one bright spot: smart, funny, and wickedly sexy Cora.

From the start, they both know this blazing-hot love affair can’t last. But when autumn comes and Cora has to leave for the East Coast, Caleb must find a solution to keep himself—and his heart—from falling apart.

Warning: Contains hard, cherry-poppin’ sex in a pickup truck and a cowboy charmer who talks dirty in two languages.

Book 1 Available at: 
Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Google Books | Kobo | BAM



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Ball-busting business woman meets no-holds-barred cowboy. He’s gonna need a longer rope…

Marketing hotshot Monica Kaur has put her big-city life on hold to help bail out her brother’s failing business. Now she’s got three months to plan and promote a rodeo, the first her tiny hometown has ever seen.

To ensure the rodeo’s success, Monica enlists a local hero, a rancher’s son who’s made a name for himself on the bull-riding circuit. Problem? She can’t stop daydreaming about the cocky bastard—and all the things she longs to do to him out behind the chutes.

Professional bullfighter Dean MacKinnon is home helping his family while his father fights cancer. Haunted by bad memories, jaded by love, Dean finds escape in a no-strings-attached go-round with brainy, sexy Monica, whose close-knit Sikh-American family would sooner run him out of town than see her with a notorious rodeo Romeo.

In private, Monica and Dean play as hard as they work. But as the rodeo draws near, that clean break they promised each other is getting more and more hung up in the rigging.

Book 2 Available at: 
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Author Bio:

Inline image 1Mia Hopkins writes lush romances starring fun, sexy characters who love to get down and dirty. She's a sucker for working class heroes, brainy heroines and wisecracking best friends.

When she's not lost in a story, Mia spends her time cooking, gardening, traveling, volunteering and looking for her keys. In a past life, she was a classroom teacher and still has a pretty good "teacher voice" and "teacher stare."

She lives in the heart of Los Angeles with her roguish husband and two waggish dogs.

You can also visit her online at the following places:


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