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Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Release Blitz/ Q&A: Four Letter Word By: J. Daniels


THIS BOOK IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE BOOKS THIS YEAR!!!!

I absolutely fell in LOVE with FOUR LETTER WORD ya'll.

It is such a good book. And I am 110% positive that you will fall in love just as much as I have with Brian and Syd.
J.Daniels wrote an amazing book, and I cannot tell you enough just how much you need this story in your life





Fate. Hate. Love. Lies.  Which four letter word will change their lives forever?

Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words "wrong number" in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend's heart, but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.

Brian Savage is living a life he's quickly come to hate—until Sydney's wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .



AUDIO CLIPS

Listen to two clips from the audiobook from FOUR LETTER WORD, narrated by Sebastian York and Kate Russell



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Excerpt

I’d been in Dogwood a month and had been down to the ocean only once. Insane, right? I lived at the beach and I wasn’t experiencing it.
It hadn’t been a priority, and honestly, I didn’t have a lot of free time on my hands.
When I wasn’t picking up shifts at Whitecaps, I was talking on the phone to Brian, shut up in my room or doing it lying on the couch if Tori wasn’t home.
Now I wasn’t shut up in my room or lying on the couch, quilt-covered and heart-shattered. I was no longer talking on the phone to Brian and I wanted to see the ocean. I wanted to feel the sand beneath my feet and skim the waves with my hand.
I had tons of free time tonight while Tori got laid. Might as well make the most of it.
I took the stairs down a level and stepped out beneath the deck.
A couple was sitting on a hammock going at it like their boat was sinking, sloppy-suctioning kisses and need-filled moans spilling into the air.
There had to be a handful of empty rooms in that house. They couldn’t pick one and save me the surround sound?
Gross.
I followed the sand-covered path down the beach, taking small sips of my daiquiri as I went. Deep voices grew louder the closer I got to the water. I wasn’t paying much attention to them. I was looking ahead and forward to feeling the temperature of the ocean and maybe even finding a couple of pretty shells when the voices grew loud enough to hear clearly.
Very clearly.
That’s when it happened.
I stopped, feet frozen and ears alert when one of the voices not only grew loud enough to focus on but also registered in my mind as a voice I’d possibly heard before.
“Don’t know why I gotta keep repeating myself. It wasn’t like that,” the man said, sounding irritated. “She was sweet and good to talk to. Funny and cute about shit. Real cute. The fact that she was also a stunner didn’t surprise me. I heard it in her voice. But for the last fuckin’ time, and I mean this, I’m not saying it again, that’s not what got me. I was fucked before I even saw her picture.”
“You saying you were gone for a girl you never fucking met, Brian? Not possible,” the other guy replied.
I sucked in a breath.
Brian.
A phantom heartbeat fluttered in my chest.
No way…
With gentle steps, I moved closer to the voices, reached the end of the path, and peeked around an overgrown bush, spotting the two men standing on the beach.
I watched the one guy, taller than the other, who had his back to me, cross his arms over his chest and say to his friend, “Yeah, that’s what I’m saying. You talk to Sydney one fuckin’ time and you’ll know where I’m coming from. It was that fuckin’ good.”
            I squeaked then. Not a gasp but a squeak I tried to conceal with a quick hand to my mouth, cup hitting the sand, but it was too late.
They both heard it.
Two pairs of eyes sliced in my direction. I stared back at the one pair coming from the one voice I knew, in my blood and my bones and the breath filling me, I knew that voice and the man it belonged to.
He stared back, eyes narrowing to focus better, focusing enough to make me out where I stood then going round and filling with surprise.
Pain lanced through me.
I wanted to run. To him or away, I didn’t know which urge was stronger, and it felt like I was being pulled in both directions by forces I couldn’t fight so I stood there, staring back as my hand uncovered my mouth and skimmed my throat.
“Brian?”
He was moving before I spoke, long legs closing in fast, and before I could blink, he was right in front of me, close enough to smell and feel if my eyes were closed but I definitely couldn’t test that theory right now.
I stared unconsciously into his face, tilting my head back to do so and taking in every inch of him.
Dark hair buzzed close to his scalp, thick eyebrows and deep green eyes, several days’ worth of stubble coating his jaw, which appeared sharp beneath it and full, perfect lips, parted as he breathed slow and heavily.
Beautiful.
I knew he was.
“Oh, my God,” I whispered. “It’s you.”
He blinked, breath shuddering.
“You recognize me?” he asked.
I bit my lip to suppress a moan because, God, that voice. It melted my insides when it sweetly assaulted my ears and turned my bones to jelly. It always had but now, seeing the man behind it and the mouth responsible for it, watching it shape and twist those words so perfectly, I was done.
Done.
Toast.
A goner.
I blinked when he stepped closer.
“Syd,” he pressed, eyes desperate as they searched mine.
“Holy shit. Are you the girl?”
The other man moved beside us and slapped his hand against Brian’s back, who was keeping his eyes focused on me.
I looked to the friend and recognized Exhibit A from Whitecaps, who I now knew went by Cole.
“Uh,” I answered.
I was in shock. Was he expecting me to speak?
Cole grinned. “Small world,” he chuckled, looking between us. “Small fucking world. I’ll leave you two alone since you probably have a lot to talk about.”
He gave me a wink then shuffled past me and disappeared down the path, doing just that. Leaving us alone.
I was alone…with Brian.
Oh, God.
Oh…God. Now what?
I looked up and met pleading greens, filled with desperation I could feel against my skin.
Questions and confusion swirled in my brain. My stomach was doing nothing but flips and excited little twists.
It was Brian. My body knew Brian and it was acting up impulsively, reacting to that smooth familiar voice and more, and when he reached out and held my face, thumb sweeping over my cheek as his lips whispered, “Wild,” soft and ache-filled, I stopped thinking and feeling altogether and sprang, launching myself at him and into his arms, which curled instantly around me, drawing me nearer and higher until our mouths met in a kiss that hurt and healed so deeply my soul cried out.
Beautiful.
Knew it would be.



THE DIRTY DEEDS SERIES
FOUR LETTER WORD, #1
HIT THE SPOT, #2



Q&A With J. Daniels

1. Have you ever accidentally dialed the wrong number and ranted at them before?
Never! Although, if I did, I would feel just as bad as Syd does.

2. What was your favorite scene to write in this book? Probably when Brian and Syd finally meet face-to-face. The build up to that, the chemistry between them that you can feel when they first see each other, it was just pure magic. I loved it.

3. Chocolate or vanilla? 
Vanilla in terms of ice cream. Chocolate in terms of every other sweet.

4. Who was your favorite character to write?
Syd. She was so quirky and fun and honest. I loved how she would ramble and how her heart was so open. She loved instantly, and I loved her for that.

5. What's the best part of being an author?
I get to put my crazy thoughts onto paper and people actually want to read them. Hearing readers say they enjoy my books still blows me away. I’ll never get used to that.

6. Aside from the hero and the heroine, which character did you love writing about?
JAMIE. God, what a jerk! I love him so much. His banter with Tori killed me. I love those two.

7. Name a book on your TBR right now that you can't wait to read.
The Bronze Horseman. I just snagged it and I’m dying to start!

8. What's next for J. Daniels?
Any other projects that you're doing right now that we should be aware of? I’m currently brainstorming the next two books in the Dirty Deeds series (Yes, there’s more!) And I’m also working on a few secret projects for 2017. I’d tell you, but then I’d have to sick Syd on you. And we all know how wild she can get.

9. Do you have a favorite snack that you like to munch on while writing?
Those sour Twizzlers. They aren’t messy.

10. When you are not busy writing wonderful stories to keep us lucky readers entertained, what do you like to do? Do you have a hobby?
I love piling my family into the car and going for long drives. No destination in mind. Especially in the fall, when we can keep the windows down. I also love to bake, but I don’t do it often. I’ll eat everything and leave none for my kids.

11. Do you have a favorite scene?
I loved the scene after girl’s night when Syd, Tori, Shay, and Kali are all attacking Wes’ car, dressed like cartoon characters. The guy’s showing up and dragging them away, and Tori’s interaction with Jamie. That entire scenario was crazy. I can’t imagine being a witness to that.

12. What is the best piece of advice you have ever received in your writing career?
Write the story you want to read. I can’t remember who told me that or where I read it, but I have it written down at my desk on a little post-it. It’s a good reminder. 

13. What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve looked up in the name of research – or what do you think the government has maybe flagged you for?
Dick piercings. Also, I’ve Googled ‘does getting semen in your eye cause any permanent damage?’. I’m sure I’m being watched.

14. Which actor/actress would you like to see playing your main characters from FOUR LETTER WORD?
Rachel McAdams and Channing Tatum were my muses for Syd and Brian. I mean, come on. How perfect would they be as Trouble and Wild?

15. Do you have any writing habits (i.e. At a coffee shop, in a writing nook at home)
I need quiet, or I’ll wear headphones. Noise distracts me. People distract me. I typically write at home in a room by myself, but that room changes all the time. 

16. What are you most excited about this book?
That I finally get to share it with the everyone! I LOVE this story so much. Wild and Trouble and their world—Dogwood Beach. I want to live there and be friends with them.

17. If you had only one drink to write with ALL the time what would it be and why?
Water. I’m a water junkie. If I’m not drinking coffee, I’m drinking water.

18. What advice do you have for aspiring authors?
Write every day. Even if it’s only twenty words. WRITE. Stay inside your story. And remember why you’re writing it in the first place. Don’t lose that love.



ABOUT THE AUTHOR

J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series and the Alabama Summer series. She loves curling up with a good book, drinking a ridiculous amount of coffee, and writing stories her children will never read. Daniels grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.




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Monday, September 5, 2016

Blog Tour/Q&A: Furious Rush By: S.C. Stephens


Hey ya'll!!!
I am so excited to get be a stop on this awesome tour.
And to get to share with you a Q&A with S.C. Stephens

Also there is a great giveaway going on at the bottom of this post so be sure to keep scrolling so you can get entered ;)

Oh and one more thing. If you want a peek at my review for Furious Rush there is a link to it below as well.

I LOVED Furious Rush, and I hope ya'll will get the book and check it out soon. It's a terrific read. And HOTT HOTT HOTT!!!!!!




The first in an emotion-fueled, New Adult series from the #1 bestselling author of the Thoughtless novels!

Too fast, too furious—and way too hot to handle…

Mackenzie Cox has a lot to prove. Daughter of a racing legend, she is eager to show the world that she has inherited her father's talent in the male-dominated sport of professional motorcycle racing. The last thing Kenzie needs is to be antagonized by her rival team's newest rider, Hayden Hayes. Plucked from the world of illegal street racing, Hayden immediately gets under Kenzie's skin. His insinuations that Kenzie is a spoiled princess who was handed her career fuels her desire to win, and much to her surprise, Kenzie soon learns she performs better when she's racing against Hayden.

As Kenzie and Hayden push each other on the track, the electric energy between them off the track shifts into an intense—and strictly forbidden—attraction. The only rule between their two ultra-competitive teams is zero contact. Kenzie always does her best to play by the rules, but when her team slips into a financial crisis, she has no choice but to turn to Hayden for help. The tension simmers during their secret, late-night rendezvous, but Kenzie has too much to lose to give in to her desires. Especially when she begins to doubt that Hayden has completely left his street life behind...



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So why choose to write about motorcycle racers specifically? 
I wanted a heart-of-gold bad boy who did something sexy for a living. Kellan already owned the rock star market, so I started looking around for other avenues for Hayden. My brother had just purchased a shiny, red street bike, and when I saw it, I couldn’t help but notice that the bike was super-sexy. I knew right then and there that bikes were going to be Hayden’s “thing.”

Would you ever write a sports romance about football, baseball, etc.?
I think professional football could be interesting. The dramas between the wives, the egos of the players, and of course, the forbidden romance with the cheerleader… Sounds like fun!

Was it challenging to write about something completely new after spending so much time with the characters in the Thoughtless series? 
Yes and no. It was very freeing to be able to write new characters with no set-in-stone back stories, no previous timelines fixing them to a certain path. What I did find challenging however, was the endless possibilities. So many options can be overwhelming, and it took some time to narrow the scope into something more manageable.

What is one book you are dying to read but haven’t gotten the time to do so yet?
Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas. It’s literally sitting on my nightstand right now, but I haven’t had a chance to read it yet. I’ve only heard good things about this entire series, and I can’t wait to start it. 



ABOUT THE AUTHOR

S. C. Stephens is a #1 bestselling author who spends her every free moment creating stories that are packed with emotion and heavy on romance. In addition to writing, she enjoys spending lazy afternoons in the sun reading, listening to music, watching movies, and spending time with her friends and family. She and her two children reside in the Pacific Northwest.




Be sure to pop on over and check out my review to Furious Rush too!!!!
I'm a total dork when I write those things so I'm sure you'll get a good laugh with my random thoughts haha





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Friday, September 2, 2016

Release Week Blitz/Q&A: An Indecent Proposal (An O'Malleys Series Novel) By: Katee Robert



Hey ya'll. I'm stoked to get to help share the release of An Indecent Proposal by Katee Robert with you today!
WI have a super fun interview,along with an excerpt and giveaway near the bottom of the post.So be sure to check them out ;)




New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert continues her smoking-hot series about the O'Malleys—wealthy, powerful, and full of scandalous family secrets.

Greed. Ambition. Violence. Those are the "values" Olivia Rashidi learned from her Russian mob family-and the values she must leave behind for the sake of her daughter. When she meets Cillian O'Malley, she recognizes the red flag of his family name…yet she still can't stop herself from seeing the smoldering, tortured man. To save her family, Olivia sets out to discover Cillian's own secrets, but the real revelation is how fast—and how hard—she's falling for him.

Plagued by a violent past, Cillian is more vulnerable than anyone realizes. Anyone except Olivia, whose beauty, compassion, and pride have him at "hello," even if she's more inclined to say good-bye to an O'Malley. While his proposal of sex with no strings seems simple, what he feels for her isn't, especially after he learns that she belongs to a rival crime family. Cillian knows that there is no escape from the life, but Olivia may be worth trying—and dying—for.

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What drew you towards writing about these crazy, intimidating mob families in the first place? 
I love the contrasting elements that you see in fictional mob families. They orchestrate and do these terrible things, but there is this core set of values that puts family above all. So you have a leader of a mob family who might order a hit on an enemy, and then go share a meal with his family. Examining the kind of people who can live these dual sort of lives—and what happens when you start throwing wrenches into the mix—is something that I’ve always wanted to do. This series has been such a blast to write as a result.

What do you think sets this book apart from the other two in the series? 
The events in The Marriage Contract (O’Malley #1) has some long-standing effects. We saw a bit of that in the second book, but Cillian O’Malley has a serious case of survivor guilt and the death of his little brother has altered his perspective of life on a fundamental level. So you have this guy who used to be a party boy and lived on the edge, and now he’s a shadow of who he used to be…but might be stronger as a result. He’s very different from Teague and James, and he’s what sets this book apart from the ones that have come before.

Out of the three O’Malley men you’ve written books for, which one would you say is closest to being your perfect match and why? 
I think they’d all eat me alive. Haha. Okay, but seriously. My heart belongs to James. I have a thing for alpha dudes who don’t always behave the way you expect alpha dudes to behave, and James fits that description to a T!

What is your favorite trope to read?
I love, love, love marriage of convenience. You get these two strangers (or enemies or people who would never have been married otherwise) and they are forced into one of the most intimate relationships a person can be in. Reading about the couple finding their way and then realizing that, hey, they might actually want to make this a marriage FOR REAL *waggles eyebrows* … Yeah, that’s my favorite.

What are you currently working on? And do you plan on writing any more books based on mob life?
I’m currently doing edits on Sloan’s book (O’Malley #4) and then I’m finishing up writing Aiden’s book (O’Malley #5), both of which will be out next year. I’m a firm believer in no man or lady left behind when it comes to happily ever after, and that definitely applies to the O’Malley family! They’ve been through so much (and will go through so much for over the next few books)—they deserve to each find their person and fall head over heels in love.



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The Wedding Pact, #1 ** The Marriage Contract, #2 ** An Indecent Proposal, #3




Excerpt

Need another drink?” The words were clear despite the general ruckus of the bar, the voice like whiskey on the rocks. If Cillian O’Malley put a little imagination into it, he could almost taste her tone. It was the closest he’d come to having an actual drink in ten months.
Olivia.
He looked up, straight into night-dark eyes that made him think reckless thoughts about leaning across this bar and kissing the hell out of this woman. It was something the old Cillian would have done, and if the look on her face was any indication, he would have gotten the shit kicked out of him for the effort. He smiled despite the dark mood that had brought him wandering into Jameson’s to begin with. “Hey, gorgeous.”
The guarded look on her face was the same as the first time they’d met, like she expected him to whip out a gun and start shooting or threaten her or some shit like that.  Since he knew for a fact he’d ever so much as raised his voice at her in the two times they’d interacted previously, it stung a little that that was her knee-jerk reaction to him.
And it made him want to show her how wrong she was.
“You know, I’d pay good money to know what I did to piss you off so much.”
Olivia’s expression iced over in a way that would send a smarter man running. It just made Cillian more intrigued.  He’d been caught up in his family’s dramas for so long, it was refreshing to having an unconnected interaction—even if it was with someone who hated him. Hell, it was almost better this way.
It just added to the tangled mess inside him caused by sitting in this bar. Jameson’s and he had a complicated history that he’d never be able to escape. It was the last place his family had felt whole. He’d been here with his brothers, Aiden and Teague and Devlin, on the final night when they’d been celebrating Teague’s impending marriage. Devlin had been shot in a drive-by on the way home, and the O’Malley family had lost the closest thing to an innocent they could call their own. Cillian hated this place as much as he loved it, but it was here his feet brought him when he wandered.
Olivia crossed her arms over her chest, which only served to accent the way her breasts pressed against her shredded T-shirt. It wasn’t ripped enough to be truly indecent, but he could see several slices of her dusky skin beneath the black fabric, and it was distracting as hell. She cleared her throat, but he still gave her body a slow look, taking in her spiked combat boots, tiny skirt, coming back to that shirt, and then settling on her face. She was beautiful in the way good models were—a little too sharp for strictly traditional good looks, but all the more striking because of it. The mass of dark hair and the anger in near-black eyes took her over the edge into devastating.
She looked like the kind of mistake he would have jumped at a year ago. He had  jumped at her six months ago when they’d first met, and it had gone in the same direction their current interaction was headed. She’d taken an instant dislike to him, and nothing he could say seemed to convince her that he wasn’t this monster she seemed to label him as.
            So much had happened between then and now, so much that weighed him down and threatened to drag him under for good. He hadn’t even been out by himself since he was shot—the same night he’d last seen Olivia. He rubbed his shoulder, half-sure he could feel the scar beneath the fabric of his shirt.
What would it be like to be that carefree and crazy version of himself, just for one more night?


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa's knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.

Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way-as it often does-and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she'd like to write a book and try to get published.

Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding romance. Because, really, who wouldn't want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?

She now spends her time-when not lost in Far Reach worlds-playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.



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