Monday, December 9, 2013

*Blog Tour Stop* Another Shot At Love by Niecey Roy

"Funny, sassy, sexy and brilliant book...Absolute Must Read!!!"
~Amy from Schmexy Girls Book Blog


"Crazy sisters, best friends, a slimy ex, and a gorgeously sexy sweet man. Who wouldn't want Another Shot at Love?" ~~ Stacy Nickelson, It Started With A Book Blog


Another Shot At Love
Book 1, What’s Love??? series
By: Niecey Roy
New Adult Romantic Comedy / Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Released October 21, 2013


~~ Blurb ~~
Imogen Gorecki has a problem—her twin sister just got engaged, and guess who’s the best man? That’s right, her scum-of-an-ex-boyfriend whom she caught cheating with a bottle-blonde, with fake breasts and a stripper’s flexibility. There’s a disturbing possibility her eyes will never recover.

Gen needs a date for the engagement party, but finding Mr. Perfect in a time crunch is proving impossible. Just when she’s about to give up, she face-plants into the crotch of the sexiest guy she’s ever met.

Matt Sesnick is everything Gen wants in a man —except he’s not interested in a relationship. Can she convince Matt to take another shot at love, or will Gen’s pregnant, hormonal older sister, her bridezilla twin, and all of her past Mr. Wrongs get in the way of their happily-ever-after?




~~  Excerpt ~~
“You really should change that light bulb,” Matt said, glancing around us.
“I know.” I pushed aside my wallet to dig to the bottom of my oversized purse. “I kind of take for granted that this is supposed to be a safe neighborhood.”
“Until an alien abducts you off your poorly lit porch.”
“Very funny.” I glanced up from my purse with a smile. “But really, it’s late. You could have been home by now.”
“Gen, I’m glad to walk you to your door. I would have worried about you if I hadn’t.”
I considered him as we stood there on my porch, the light flickering above us. I didn’t want him to leave, but I didn’t know how to ask him to stay. Maybe I could ask him in for a drink, though I’d already had enough.
But I have those cupcakes…
Yeah. I could offer him cupcakes. They weren’t his favorite, chocolate with sprinkles, but yellow cake with milk chocolate frosting had to be a close second, right? Hadn’t he said a cupcake will fix everything?
“I’m really glad we went out tonight.” His voice made me jump and I dropped the keys. We both bent to pick them up at the same time and bumped foreheads.
“Sorry,” he said.
“It’s okay, I’m fine.” I clasped my forehead and laughed. Probably, I sounded hysterical. Like a rabid hyena. I couldn’t even look him in the eye when I took the keys from him. “Thanks for inviting me. I had a lot of fun tonight.”
“Me too,” he said.
I put the key into the lock, turning it slowly as I struggled with what to do about him and my out of control libido. Unlocking my door hadn’t given me enough time to figure things out, though, so I tried to prolong sliding the patio door open. That didn’t take long either, and I hesitated in the doorway, still unsure. I opened my mouth to ask him in, but nothing came out. So I stepped backward through the doorway, my gaze glued to his. After a moment, he followed me inside, part of his face lost in shadows.
Time stood still. My tongue darted out to lick my lips, and I lifted up onto my toes as he lowered his head to meet me halfway. The smell of his cologne surrounded me and my eyes drifted shut. He grasped me loosely around my back, pulling me close, sending shivers coursing through my body. His breath caressed my skin, his lips just a whisper away from mine, and my lips parted…

~~ Excerpt ~~
“Gennie-bear, you want another bite of this cupcake? You can use my fork,” Brent said and held it out to me. With his saliva on it.
I had no idea where his mouth had been lately. Gross.
I shook my head. “Uh, no thanks. I’m good. I’ll get another fork.” I said and shoved my chair back so hard it made a loud, screeching noise across the floor. I smiled an apology before I escaped and wondered how I could prolong the simple task of retrieving a fork.
I took my time at the counter talking to Melanie about the weather, about cupcake batter and about where she got her plastic forks, anything to delay my return to the table. When Lexie sent me the twin death glare, I sighed and went back to the table.
Brent had eaten half of my Lemon Drop cupcake.
“That one was really good,” he said and sent me a sparkly smile.
I almost stabbed him with my fork, but the bell above the door jingled and I looked up to see Matt standing there.
The light flooding through behind him tipped his dark hair in gold. I nearly sighed. Was it weird I thought I heard sirens and angels singing? There he was, my knight in shining armor, saving me again. I threw the fork down and bounded from my chair. It tipped backward, but the sound of it crashing to the floor was muffled as everything else faded to the background. I rushed into his arms and he caught me to his chest with a deep laugh and it reverberated through my body like a bass drum. His arms circled around me, wrapping me in his warmth and I breathed in the scent of him, my face feeling like it might crack with my smile.
His cheek rested against my temple and I sighed, content. Would my heart ever stop racing when my eyes caught sight of him? I hoped not. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
“You came,” I whispered, not willing to let him go.
“Did you doubt I would?” He dropped a kiss to the tip of my nose, sending shivers down my spine, the butterflies knocking like mad into each other inside my stomach.







~~ About the Author ~~
Niecey Roy knew she wanted to be a writer from a very young age, but her moment of enlightenment came after watching the movie You’ve Got Mail. It was then she realized her place in life, and happily parked her butt on writing romance. Her dream was to create sexy vixens, hunky, half-naked heroes, and above all, romance; lots and lots of butterflies in the belly, breathless first kisses and happily-ever-afters.

Most days she can be found at home at a cluttered desk, pounding her tired little fingers away on a keyboard with nothing but black pepper flavored sunflower seeds and Visine as her weapons for mass-romance-novel-creation. When her fingers need a break, you’ll find her at a table with friends, drinking a few martinis and showing off a new pair of (sometimes ridiculous) high heels. She’s usually the loudest at the table and most often the one snorting with laughter.  

Niecey is the author of Fender Bender Blues, a contemporary romantic comedy published by The Wild Rose Press. Her new novel to be released November 2013, Another Shot At Love, is the first novel in the What’s Love??? series.

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Short Blurb
Imogen Gorecki has a problem—she needs a date to her twin sister’s engagement party. Her cheating scum-of-an-ex-boyfriend is the best man, and Gen needs to find Mr. Right ASAP. The only problem? Finding Mr. Perfect in a time crunch is proving impossible. Just when she’s about to give up, she face-plants into the crotch of the sexiest guy she’s ever met. Can she convince Matt to take another shot at love, or will Gen’s pregnant, hormonal older sister, her bridezilla twin, and all of her past Mr. Wrongs get in the way of their happily-ever-after?

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Finding Mr. Perfect in a time crunch is proving impossible. Just when she’s about to give up, she face-plants into the crotch of the sexiest guy she’s ever met. Can she convince Matt to take another shot at love, or will Gen’s pregnant, hormonal older sister, her bridezilla twin, and all of her past Mr. Wrongs get in the way of their happily-ever-after? http://ow.ly/r3i16

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You Can’t Break A Broken Heart ~ Kate Voegele
This Kiss ~ Faith Hill
You Lie - The Band Perry
Madness ~ Muse






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Sunday, December 8, 2013

*Happy Release Day* Dear Emily By Trudy Styles



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Happy Release Day to Trudy Stiles for her debut novel "Dear Emily".  Make sure to check out the TRAILER, TEASERS & enter the GIVEAWAY for a Kindle HDX below!


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Author: Trudy Stiles
Book Title: Dear Emily ~ Series: Forever Family #1
Genre: New Adult/Romance



Two women. Carly & Tabitha. Both have suffered life-altering events that have left them both traumatically damaged.
Carly Sloan’s life was perfect until the night her security and innocence was torn from her. The vast repercussions from that horrific night threaten to destroy her stability and her chances for a happily ever after. Kyle Finnegan comes into Carly’s life at the height of her turmoil. Can he help her find what she desires most?
Tabitha Fletcher, on the other hand, has suffered from a very young age. She has been hiding from her past, which was full of abuse, loss and turmoil. She has been so brutally damaged that she has very little hope of redemption. The revolving door of men only leads her deeper into misery.
What circumstance brings these two women together unexpectedly and can they help each other heal? And will they each find what they need?
Redemption.
Love.
Family.
This book is not suitable for young readers. It is intended for mature adults only (18+). It contains strong language, adult/sexual situations, non-consensual sex and some violence.

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Trudy Stiles is a New Adult author, avid reader, mom to two beautiful children and married to the love of her life. She just wrote her debut novel, "Dear Emily, and cannot wait to share it with everyone.
You'll know that she's writing when you see her plugged into her laptop with her earbuds and she always has a playlist ready for her writing sprints.
When she's not writing, she's carting her children to their various activities while avoiding any kind of laundry or housework. She also loves to run along the boardwalk of the beautiful New Jersey shore.
She's always been an avid reader and frequently escapes into the fictional worlds of the many characters that she has come to love. Well now there are some fictional characters in her head dying to get out!
This first story is called "Dear Emily" and will begin the "Forever Family" series.
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Thursday, December 5, 2013

*Spotlight* Love Lessons By Christine S. Feldman





                                                     Love Lessons:                              


Self-assured Nadia Normandy knows everything there is to know about men and dating, which seems to be why little old Mrs. Beasley maneuvers her into taking unsuspecting and bookish accountant Benji Garner under her wing.  Her mission?  Shape him up for the opposite sex, preferably in time for New Year’s Eve.

A challenge?  Sure, but Nadia discovers that Benji’s got a charm all his own, and she finds herself avoiding her usual social scene in favor of time spent with him—all in the name of mentoring him, of course.

Except that after a while, it starts to feel less like mentoring and more like something else—which could present a problem, because just as Nadia begins to realize she didn’t know quite as much about men as she thought, other women are starting to notice her unlikely protégé.


Much like Nadia is beginning to notice him in a whole new way herself…






                                                           Excerpt:



            “Dear, could I possibly get you to do something for me?”
            On the surface, the question seemed harmless enough, especially when the petite white-haired lady asking it looked like she could have stepped right out of a Norman Rockwell painting.  When one actually knew the matchmaking schemer that lay beneath that innocent exterior, though, one learned to pay close attention before committing to anything.
            And Nadia Normandy had long ago learned to pay very close attention.  Straightening from behind the Heavenly Bites display case in which she was rearranging a tray of cream puffs, she put both hands squarely on the counter and leaned forward to look the older woman straight in the eye.  Well, forward and down; Mrs. Beasley was only four foot eleven.  “Who is he, Mrs. B?”
             Her customer blinked at her through enormous tortoiseshell glasses, her eyes wide with innocence.  Considering how much the huge lenses magnified her eyes, they looked very wide indeed.  “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”
            “Last time you asked me to do something for you with that little quaver in your voice, I wound up agreeing to a blind date with a carpet salesman who had an absolutely out-of-this-world sweating problem.  What was wrong with that poor man anyway?  Was
it something glandular?”
            “My dry cleaner’s son is very nice,” Mrs. Beasley huffed with what struck Nadia
as incredibly insincere indignation.
            “He used my cashmere scarf to wipe his forehead at dinner.  Twice.”
            “Yes, but he did offer to get it cleaned for you at his mother’s shop for a fantastic discount.”
            “Sorry, Mrs. B.”  Nadia bent down to resume working on the cream puffs.  “I can find my own dates just fine, thank you.”  She’d gotten nibbles from three different prospects this week alone due to all the holiday parties she’d attended.  A hunky physical trainer, a Latin musician with a smile to die for, and the third one—what was he again?  A dogwalker?  Dog trainer maybe?  Or maybe he just liked dogs.  All she really remembered about him was his great tan because she was impressed that he managed to maintain it so well despite it being the middle of winter.  Well, maybe she was more curious than impressed.
            The fact that his tan was the only memorable thing about him was a bad sign, though.  She’d give him the benefit of the doubt and one date, but somehow she suspected there wouldn’t be a second one. 
            “Pretty thing like you?  Of course you don’t need help finding somebody.”  And yet it was impossible to miss the glance Mrs. Beasley gave to the ringless finger on Nadia’s left hand, especially since her eyes were magnified to twice their normal size by her tremendous lenses.
            Nadia raised one eyebrow to let her know that she understood exactly what that look meant but chose not to comment.
            “And anyway,” the older woman continued, “that wasn’t the kind of favor I was
going to ask of you.”
            “No?”
            “No.”
            Closing up the display case, Nadia returned her attention to Mrs. Beasley.  “So there’s no man involved in this favor whatsoever?”
            “Well…”
            Now Nadia raised both eyebrows.  “Uh huh, that’s what I thought.”
            “It is not what you think.  You see, the young man who handles all of my financial matters for me is a sweet boy, but he’s also rather…awkward.”
            “Awkward?”
            “Socially speaking, yes.  You see, Benji—“
            “Benji?  This guy is named after a dog?  And he’s an accountant—oh, Mrs. B…”  Shaking her head, Nadia reached for a cloth and began wiping down the counter.
            “Benji is short for Benjamin actually, but Benji really suits him better.  You’ll see what I mean when you meet him.”
            “Mrs. B, I am not going out with your accountant.”
            “I’m not asking you to see him socially, dear, I’m asking you to…to educate him.”
            Nadia blinked and stopped wiping the counter.  “Educate him?  In what, scones and shortbread?”
            “In social niceties, particularly in regards to women.  How to talk to them, where to meet them, that sort of thing.”  Mrs. Beasley patted Nadia on the hand.  “You’re so
good with people, dear.  You’d be a natural at this!”
            “At teaching a man how to pick up women?  Mrs. B, what exactly do you think I
do when I go out?”
            “Who better to teach a man what women want than a woman?”
            It was hard to argue with that.  Still, the prospect of becoming a dating coach to a complete stranger was about as appealing as a second date with the uber-moist carpet salesman.  “What about asking your granddaughter?  She’s not exactly shy with other people.  Why not have her do it?”
            Mrs. Beasley fidgeted and cleared her throat.  “Aimee is… unconventional.  I’m not sure she’d be the best person to give Benji advice on dating.”
            Unconventional.  That was a good word for Aimee.  The girl was probably a few years younger than Nadia, somewhere in her mid-twenties, and she had come to live with her grandmother a few months ago.  In that short time, she’d gone from blonde to redhead to jet-black hair with red streaks.  Nadia tried to picture Aimee even in the same room as an accountant and failed.  “Fair enough.”
            “Then you’ll do it?”
            Nadia couldn’t hold back a wince.  “Mrs. B—“
            “Please, dear?  It’s for a good cause, I promise.”
            “Is this because Trish is dating Ian now, and you want a matchmaking project?” Nadia asked, referring to her best friend and business partner.  “Who’s next on your list, your pharmacist?”
            “No,” Mrs. Beasley replied without a moment’s hesitation.  “My hairdresser.”
            Nadia started to laugh and then stopped as she realized the other woman was
serious.  “Wait—you actually do have a list?”
            “Never mind that, dear.  Now, Benji works nine to five most days, so it would
probably be best if you met him after work.”
            “Hang on, I never said I’d—“
            “Please, dear?  At my age, I have so few pleasures left, and who knows how much time I even have at all, really.”  The quaver was back in Mrs. Beasley’s voice, and she let one wrinkled hand hover tremulously over her heart as if it might give out on her within the next three seconds.
            It was blatant manipulation, Nadia thought.  It was also very effective.  “Mrs. B,” she groaned, pleading.
            “You could consider it a Christmas present to me.”
            “I gave you your favorite homemade lemon tarts as your Christmas present!”
            The old woman let both hands tremble over her heart now.
            “Shame on you,” Nadia muttered, folding her arms across her chest and frowning but also slumping against the back counter in defeat.
            Mrs. Beasley beamed at her.  “I think the best thing would be for you two to meet at that charming little coffee shop on Third and Oakdale,” she told Nadia, the quaver in her voice vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.  “It’s midway between both of your workplaces.”  Reaching into her purse with a hand that was as steady as a rock, she pulled out a business card that had MacGready Financial Services, Inc. printed on it and handed it to Nadia.  “I wrote the address on the back along with Benji’s phone number.  I’ll tell him to expect you.”
            “What?  Mrs. B, it’s Christmas Eve!”
            “You’re right,” Mrs. Beasley agreed after a moment’s consideration.  “Silly me.  I
suppose the day after Christmas is more reasonable.”
            “The day after Christmas—“ Nadia sputtered, incredulous.
            The older woman’s lip quivered.  “I just thought it would be so nice to help Benji start the new year off right, and—and—“  Her hand found its way to her heart again.
            Clearly Mrs. B meant to have her way in this.  “All right, fine, Mrs. B.  I’ll do it.  But you know, woman, you really ought to be regulated by the federal government.  I’ll bet you can squeeze out tears on command, can’t you?”
            Mrs. Beasley only patted Nadia’s hand again.  “How does five o’clock sound?”
            “Like emotional blackmail, but other than that, fine.”
            “Lovely.  Then I’ll just take a dozen of those gingerbread men, and I’ll be on my way.”
            Scooping up the requested treats and putting them in a bag, Nadia rang them up and handed them over.  “I don’t even have the first idea of what to say to this guy, you know.”
            “You’ll think of something wonderful, dear, I just know it.”
            “Mrs. B?”
            The woman paused with her hand on the door.  “Yes?”
            “Am I on that list of yours?”
            “Merry Christmas, dear,” was all Mrs. Beasley called out in response as she stepped out into the wintry weather.
            Nadia stared after her.  “Girl,” she said aloud to herself in the empty bakery, “I have the distinct feeling that you are in deep trouble.”
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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

*Blog Tour Stop* Ripple by L.D. Cedergreen

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Synopsis
Kendall Brooks has an impossible decision: Tell the truth or protect the lie?
She has buried herself in years of undergrad, medical school, and now her residency–hoping to leave behind what she is unable to face.
Her world is rocked to the core when she returns to her small hometown and runs smack dab into her first love, Adam McCoy.
Adam is the key. He stirs up old emotions that send Kendall spiraling back in time, remembering all the moments that led them to her ultimate deception.
Will revealing the truth of what transpired all those years ago provide her the self-forgiveness that she desperately craves or will her devastating secret destroy the only man she has ever truly loved, shattering her heart in its wake?
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I stood at the cold dark water’s edge, my reflection staring back at me from the glasslike surface. The reflection of a girl that I no longer knew. I breathed in the overwhelming scent of pine and recognized the tranquility that surrounded me. The soft hum of the city in the distance, the echo of an eagle’s cry overhead, the steady drum of my heart—the only sounds that could be heard in the quiet serenity that was present all around me.

Inside an entirely different scene existed. Whirling thoughts, like hurricane-force winds, blew through my mind while a dark, thunderous storm was raging inside my soul, cutting the power to the central organ of my existence—my heart. I was destined to weather this storm on my own. After all, like Mother Nature, I was the controlling force behind these conditions.

I threw a stone into the mirrored surface of the water before me and watched the small circular wave expand from the point where it broke through the stillness.

It was hard not to think of the stone as the choice I had made, the choice that inevitably created waves in the smooth waters of my life. The first lie, like the first ripple in the water, seemed so small but quickly became more significant. Each wave growing in size and depth, impossible to stop. The effect from that one choice spread through my life like the ripple moving across the surface of the water.

I longed for the stillness.
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L.D. Cedergreen has always enjoyed writing.  It started as short stories, and later developed into poetry–some of which has been published–and now her first full-length novel.  She’s a vivid day dreamer, a passionate reader, and a fan of all music.  

She is a small town girl at heart.  Originally from Washington State, she now resides in Southern California with her husband and two little ones. As much as she would like to call herself a beach girl, she is–without a doubt– grounded by her small town roots.


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Sunday, December 1, 2013

*Blog Tour Stop* The Christmas Wish By Katy Regnery W/ Review AND Giveaway!









Title: The Christmas Wish (Heart of Montana #1.5)


Author: Katy Regnery


Genre: Contemporary Romance


Publication Date: October 27, 2013




Cover Designed By: Kim Killion


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~ Synopsis ~


Waitress Tess Branson has earned a bad reputation, and the nickname "Fast Tessie," as result of her poor judgment where men are concerned. Tess learned from a young age that men – of all ages – were interested in one thing from her and one thing only. But all Tess ever really wanted was to connect with someone special – to mean something to someone. Lucas Flynn, the short order cook at the restaurant where Tess works, has just been released on parole. He’s trying to get his life back on track, but can’t help noticing the pretty waitress who treats him kindly, despite his past. At Lucas’s urging, Tess makes a wish on a star, but they’ll have to rely on the magic of Christmas to help it come true.


The Christmas Wish is a novella and can be read as a standalone.




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Excerpt  from “The Christmas Wish”

Lucas uncrossed his arms, moving his white apron aside to put his hands in the pockets of his jeans. “Go out to dinner with me on Monday night, Tess.”
                “What?”
                “I’m asking you out on a date.”
                “Why?” she murmured, brows knitted in confusion.
                “Because I’d like to get to know you better.”
                “You don’t have to take me to dinner to get to know me better,” she said softly, dropping his eyes.
                “But that’s the way I’d like to do it,” he said, holding out his hand, palm up.
                She looked at his hand then back up at his face. She’d kissed many men in her life. So many men, she couldn’t possibly even guess at how many. But she’d never wanted to kiss a man as desperately as she wanted to kiss Lucas Flynn.
                She placed her hand in his and watched him lift it to his mouth, brush his lips softly against her cold skin. It sent a deluge of shivers up her arm, down her back, made her tingle before turning her insides hot. A small, breathy sound escaped her throat as she stared at the dark brown, lightly wavy hair on the head bent over her hand. Then he released her hand and turned, reaching for the doorknob.
                “Make a wish on a star before you come in,” he said softly, without turning to face her. “It’s Christmastime. It might come true.”
                He slipped inside, leaving her hot and alone under the starry sky.



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The Christmas Wish is a Novella and I was able to read it in one sitting.I enjoyed it.It comes after Katy Regnery By Proxy.I have not had the chance to read By Proxy but this pretty much is a stand alone Novella.So never fear. I enjoyed the writing and thought it flowed pretty well.There were a few places I think could have used some more background and I do think the romance happened rather quickly..BUT with that being said it was a great read.I loved Tess and Lucas.The ending was perfect and very sweet.I would definitely suggest this story for the holiday season.Very touching and it shows that two people who think they arent worthy..are indeed very worthy.





About the Author


KATY REGNERY, winner of several regional RWA contests, has always loved telling a good story and credits her mother with making funny, heartwarming tales come alive throughout her childhood. A lifelong devotee of all romance writing from Edwardian to present-day, it was just a matter of time before Katy tried her hand at writing a love story of her own.



As it turned out, one love story turned into a series of five Heart of Montana romances, following the love lives of the Yellowstone-based Lindstrom siblings. In addition to small-town contemporary romance, Katy is presently writing a paranormal romance that takes place in northern New England and the forests north of Quebec.



Speaking of forests, Katy lives in the relative-wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut where her writing room looks out at the woods and her husband, two young children and two dogs create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories of all are the messy and unexpected ones.


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