Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Date Me Release Week Event

Title:  Date Me (The Keatyn Chronicles, #3)   
 
Author:  Jillian Dodd
 
Release date:  Tuesday, April 9, 2013
 
Genre: Romance
 
Age Group:  Young Adult/New Adult
 
Event organized by: AToMR Tours



I’m not scripting my life anymore.
I’m living it.
I’m done with the God of all Hotties.
I’m going to give my heart to the boy who I think deserves it.
The boy whose kisses are hotter than molten lava.
The boy who offered me the key to his heart.
The boy who asked me to Homecoming in a big, sexy way.

There are so many things to look forward to.
Parties at the Cave. Homecoming festivities. Drama Tryouts. Shopping trips to NY.
But things aren’t always as perfect as they seem.
I find out that my best friend has been keeping a secret from me.
Not that I can blame him. 
I have secrets too.
But, for now, I’m going to pretend I’m just a normal girl.
I’m going to pretend he’s not still out there.
I’m going to pretend he’s not getting desperate.
I’m going to pretend I’ll never see him again.
But, I will.
And this time, I might not get away.


Giveaway: (1) eBook copy of DATE ME (The Keatyn Chronicles, #3). Books will be gifted from Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Open International. - To enter leave a comment below and tell me which of the Hotties in Keatyn's life you're rooting for!  Who do you think Moon Boy is?  Good Luck!!  And make sure you check back here on Monday April 15 for my review of Date Me.



Jillian Dodd grew up on a farm in Nebraska, where she developed a love for Midwestern boys and Nebraska football. She has drank from a keg in a cornfield, attended the University of Nebraska, got to pass her candle, and did have a boy ask her to marry him in a bar. She met her own prince in college, and they have two amazing children, a Maltese named Sugar Bear, and two Labrador puppies named Camber Lacy and Cali Lucy.
She is the author of the That Boy Trilogy and The Keatyn Chronicles Series.


 



Excerpt

After dinner, he parks his car down by the field house and leads me out onto the big green commons ground, where we played football and he kissed me in the grass.
My heels are sinking into the damp grass and I'm worrying about ruining the suede when he says, “This is where I first laid eyes on you."
“No, it’s not. We met at dinner, when you said Riley was a cheap imitation of the real thing.”
He scrunches up his nose. Kisses me. "You tease me about the worse kiss ever, but you're lucky I even talked to you. You were so mean.”
I laugh. “You were a jerk and, besides, I apologized.”
“Still, this is where I first saw you. When you stole the soccer ball from me.”
I remember that day so vividly. Like it was a scene out of a movie. I felt free and fearless. I could’ve never done something like that at my old school.
I glance over at the goal. The spot where I first saw Aiden.
I can still feel that instant connection.
But I’ve learned that instant connections aren’t enough. Sparks aren’t enough.
My mom always says that life is about the choices you make. And I know that I’ve made the right choice. The smart decision.
Because I’m here with Dawson.
“You didn’t have a shirt on that day. I thought you were gorgeous."
"I thought you were crazy." He laughs and grabs a piece of my hair, twirling it lightly on his finger. "Crazy, but hot. So, Keatie, will you be my girlfriend?" His big brown eyes glitter in the moonlight.
Our relationship has been all backwards. Bad first impressions. Bad manners. Bad kisses. Sex way too soon. My supposed rebound could have gone horribly wrong in so many ways.
But it hasn't. It's been better than I could have scripted.
"I'd love to be your girlfriend, Dawson."
He undoes the necklace. I turn around and lift my hair up, while he clasps the key to his heart around my neck.
Of course, once he has it clasped he attacks my neck with his mouth.



Friday, April 5, 2013

Promotional Post: Just the Messenger

When Graciela Merced fumbles a package she’s delivering for her mysterious and sexy boss, Gene Hardy, she finds out he’s more than just a wealthy photographer. Prepared to lose her job, she confronts him…and ends up embroiled in the tricky takedown of a powerful drug cartel pushing cocaine into the heart of New York City.
Marco Valencia is an undercover agent, working against time—and against Gene Hardy—to crack Angel’s Drug Cartel before the story makes it to the press. When Hardy’s luscious Venezuelan messenger literally falls at his feet, he has no idea just how well he’ll get to know the beauty or how difficult it will be to drop her.
Hardened by experience, Gene Hardy takes his undercover work seriously, and charges a hefty price. When Grace makes a careless mistake and hurls him back into the visage of Marco Valencia, he must either fire her, or involve her in a twisted plot that could kill them all.
As the two men battle over their feelings for Graciela—and their attraction to each other—one thing becomes perfectly clear.
Grace is much more than just the messenger.
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Excerpt:
 **Warning - This is a High Heat level excerpt**



Her clutch was so heavy in her shaking hands, even though the pistol couldn’t have weighed more than  half a pound. Probably less. The knowledge that she was about to shoot someone, someone she liked, on the whim of her boss, shook her to her core. And to take over his job, his mission? Grace had always assumed Marco must be a spy as well. Why else would he have gone from the warehouse to the news corporation with no one batting an eye? Now that she knew he worked for the IIB, she was doubly reluctant to get involved. Who was she to go against a government operation?
It would be easy. All she had to do was open her purse, take out the pistol, aim it, and shoot. She would get one shot. She felt woozy, but forced the nausea back down. She brought up memories of that afternoon, when he had kissed her then sent her callously on her way,  to remind herself that she was only a toy to this man, to make herself angry. It didn’t work. Seeing him there, head bent in concentration, his almond shaped eyes intent on his work, she found herself frozen in place.
He looked up. “Grace.” He smiled warmly and took a step toward her.
She opened her purse, the sound of the snap too loud to her ears. He stopped and gazed at her, alarm filling the brown depths.
She pointed the pistol at him and closed her eyes, forcing her fingers to apply pressure to the trigger.
The clatter of the gun on the floor startled her more than the pain of her twisted wrist as Marco disarmed her expertly. How he’d gotten to her so quickly, she couldn’t be sure. He jacked her arm behind her back, pushing his thighs against hers, walking her against the wall by the door. Never taking his dark eyes from her face, he reached out his other arm to push the library doors shut, then brought his hand back to her face.
“I should kill you, you know,” he whispered, his hungry gaze lingering on her lips.
“So why don’t you?”
Marco smiled. “Well,” he said, pinning her against the wall with the entire length of his body until she could feel the heat of his cock burning through her dress, “I wouldn’t want to take the life of a librarian in her place of work.”
He lowered his head just an inch to put them face-to-face, and the scent of cloves and cinnamon radiated off of him, causing Grace’s head to spin. She wrenched her wrist, testing the strength of his hold, and contemplated dipping her body low against him to drop to the floor. She glanced around the room, looking for the pistol.
“It’s way over there,” he said, jerking his head to the left. “Even if you could get out of my hold, you’d never reach it in time.”
“What if I screamed?”
“You won’t.” And Marco slanted his lips over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth in a forceful kiss that silenced her and wiped all thought of escape from her mind.
Grace shuddered into Marco’s warmth. His large, callused hands swept her evening gown over her shoulders, leaving her clad only in lace from the waist down. Keeping her still with the weight of his lower body, he used one hand to unbutton his dress shirt and slipped it off his shoulders then deftly switched arms so that he was still holding her hand twisted behind her. He allowed his garment to drop to the floor. Her breasts pressed against his naked torso, the tips grazing his skin, on fire at the touch.  A wanton lake of desire opened within her, and she shifted, just slightly, allowing his powerful thigh to nudge hers apart. Their bodies melted together. She’d made her decision.
She would spend these moments in the arms of this chiseled secret agent, no matter that they were on opposing sides. She’d hand in her resignation tomorrow. How could a spy go against her heart? Apparently, she wasn’t cut out for this life, and she would not be ashamed to admit it to her smolderingly gorgeous boss. Gene would have to accept it. He’d have no choice. And it’s not as if he hadn’t had his chance with her. Grace couldn’t have been more obvious about her attraction to the blond-haired Adonis. Weeks ago, she had thought she’d seen desire for her in his smoky blue eyes, and when he’d kissed her, her world toppled upside down. She’d wanted to pass this test, to prove herself to him. But she’d had no idea how sensual and provocative her target would be.
The lace of her panties slid off her backside, revealing her pulsing core. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she enjoyed the sensation of the flowing air. Marco turned her away from the wall, and she started straight when soft fabric caressed her bare bottom.
“Marco? What—”
“You’ve failed.” The baritone voice murmuring in her ear was not Marco. A strong hand cupped her raised buttocks, and she felt a ramrod heat searing her from behind.
She looked up at her lover, her enemy. A smile played on his lips, but didn’t reach his eyes. He groaned in need and looked beyond her.
“Can’t say I’m surprised to see you here,” he said to her boss. “What should we do with her, Gene?”
The photographer didn’t answer, but buried his face in her chestnut locks, inhaling deeply. His erection jutted up against her, making her quiver with a mixture of need and excitement.
“Gene, Marco,” she breathed, “what is this?”
The man behind her straightened, and she protested as his heat left her body.  She thrust out her ass to connect with him again, even as he began to speak.




Ninette Swann is a journalist turned novelist who writes her books from sunny Florida in between parenting, freelancing and editing. She writes all genre of romance, including contemporary, thriller, suspense, and dystopian. Her books include Hit and Stay, Body Combat, Finding Home, Just the Messenger and Direct Combat.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/NinetteSwann, @ninetteswann
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6426460.Ninette_Swann

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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Seeing Red Blog Tour


Title: Seeing Red

Author:  Sidney Halston

Release date: Feb 15, 2013

Age Group: Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Tour organized by: AToMR Tours



Seeing Red by Sidney Halston



A love triangle just wouldn't suffice; Jillian Stone had the 'misfortune' of getting herself into a love square-- with twins, nonetheless.

Alexander, Oliver, and Jillian were raised on a deserted island. For 12 years, all they knew were those that were marooned with them. A strong bond would link them forever. At 12 years old, they are all rescued and clairvoyant Jillian is immediately shipped off to boarding school. Ten years later, she is reunited with her twins at the funeral of Helen, the woman who “mothered” them while on the island. The innocent and childhood feelings they shared on the island...well, they aren’t so innocent anymore.  Her scrawny gangly twins are now grown men.  Oliver, the ever-loyal friend and Alexander the ultimate bad-boy, have her heart in a tug-a-war. 

Enter, mysteriously sexy Professor Paul Black. He’s Jillian’s law school professor and she has caught his attention, albeit inappropriate.  All the while, Jillian’s clairvoyance is wreaking havoc on her life as visions of a redheaded man are becoming all consuming. The dangerous man in her visions is searching for her and has a big secret to share with her about her time on the island as well as about her psychic abilities. Scared for her life, all three men try to protect her, but she must chose one in order to focus on the problem at hand—the redheaded man’s secret.

Seeing Red is a romance with some paranormal elements and some suspense and a lot of sexual tension.

Can I just say that I was captivated by this book?  It's not like I've never been captivated by a book before but there was something about this one that had me so anxious to find out what was going to happen next that I seriously... Did. Not. Go. To. Bed... til the next night!  I stayed up all night reading, got up with the kiddos, did the mommy thing... all while thinking about Jillian and everything she had on her mind.. and then what's still to come.  Okay so I kind of know why I was anxious and it's like the whole Keatyn Chronicles thing all over again... HOT BOY OVERLOAD!!!!  I loved Oliver... then I loved Alexander... then, even though he kind of gave me the creeps I was a little in love with Paul... then I was all over Alexander again.. then it was all about Oliver... I could NOT for the life of me pick between those Yummy twins and finally by about 80% into the book when one of them (I won't tell you who *evil grin*) comes up with a plan that I think.. RIGHT ON!  This book is totally going to go in a direction I didn't see... but go figure that wasn't his plan.  If it was - talk about the best of both worlds *winks*

Jillian was a special kind of character.  Sure she annoyed the hell out of me at times and I wanted to smack her but I more than understood why she felt the way she did.  Who would want to choose between two boys who when it comes down to it are the only "family" you really have?  I know I couldn't make that decision because like Jill, I would be too afraid that at the end of it all - I would lose them both.  So instead, Jill ignores the charged sexual tension, sweet almost kisses, melt your panties kisses, stolen touches, and a tummy full of butterflies and goes for the man that won't ruin what little family she has... only neither Alexander or Oliver like it - at all!

To be honest with you I don't even know how to put into words what I'm thinking about this book... it's not like I can talk about a certain character without giving something away because even I couldn't have predicted that ending because of other things that had happened... but I will say this.  I can absolutely NOT wait for the next book in the Seeing Red Series... Anyone know when that might be?



About the Author
Sidney Halston lives her life with one simple rule: “The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”–Mark Twain. Or even simpler, “Just Do It”—Nike.
And that’s exactly what she did. After working hard as an attorney, Sidney picked up a pen for the first time at thirty years old to begin her dream of writing. Having never written anything other than very exciting legal briefs, she found an outlet for her imaginative romantic side and wrote Seeing Red.That first pen stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing.
Sidney lives in South Florida with her husband and children. She loves her family above all else, and reading follows a close second. When she’s not writing you can find her reading and reading and reading. She’s a reader first and a writer second.
When she’s not writing or reading, her life is complete and utter chaos, trying to balance family life with work and writing (and reading). But she wouldn’t have it any other way.


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Twitter:  @sidneyhalston




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