Thursday, January 28, 2016

**Cover & Title Reveal!**

(A standalone)

A Contemporary Romance novel

New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author
Penelope Ward

Cover designer: Letitia Hasser, r.b.a designs

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RELEASE DATE: February 15, 2016


From New York Times Bestselling Author, Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.

Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right?

Not when it’s Justin…the only person I’d ever loved…who now hates me.

When my grandmother died and left me half of the house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise.

The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart I broke years ago.

The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a hardass personality to match.

I hadn’t seen him in years, and now we’re living together because neither one of us is willing to give up the house.

The worst part? He didn’t come alone.

I’d soon realize there’s a thin line between love and hate. I could see through that smug smile. Beneath it all…the boy is still there. So is our connection.

The problem is…now that I can’t have Justin, I’ve never wanted him more.

Author's note – RoomHate is a full-length standalone novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

Other books from Penelope Ward

❥Sins of Sevin

❥Cocky Bastard

❥Stepbrother Dearest


❥Jake Undone (Jake #1)

❥My Skylar

❥Jake Understood (Jake #2)


Wednesday, January 27, 2016

**Cover Reveal & Giveaway!** 7 MONTHS (Time for Love, #7) by Bethany Lopez


Today we are celebrating the cover reveal of 7 MONTHS by Bethany Lopez. This book is a contemporary romance title in the Time for Love series. It will be released on March 24th! Check out the cover, blurb, and giveaway below. This book is currently up for pre-order now so go grab your copy!


7 Months (Time for Love, #7)
by Bethany Lopez
Contemporary Romance
Release Date: Mar 24, 2016

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Tough, dry-witted, and intelligent, Ming has worked her whole life to be a successful lawyer, great friend, and dutiful daughter. Her focus has been on her career, but now she's thirty-five, and the last of her friends to be single. Ming knows what she needs... A man who communicates, who won't be intimidated by her position, a partner. She knows this, but all she wants is him...

After working side by side with his brother, Brock for years, Brady has followed his dream and become a police officer. Protecting and serving comes naturally to him, it's what he was born to do, which is why he doesn't know what to do with a woman who doesn't need his strength and protection.

For 7 Months, Ming has accepted what Brady had to offer, secret nights of passion with no hope of a relationship,. But feelings have developed, and now she wants more. When Brady doesn't want things to change, Ming has to decide if being with the man she loves is worth sacrificing everything she wants.


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EXCERPT (Brady):

Victoria narrowed her eyes and asked, “Are you keeping something from us?”

“No,” I practically shouted, then decided to get her to back off by giving her what she wanted. “You know what, go ahead… the living room is all yours. Decorate away. Just let me know what the damage is when you’re done.

“Yay!” she replied, her face brightening with excitement.
“Now, me and the little man are going to watch some football in the other room. Don’t go too crazy.”
“I won’t,” she said, moving to set the chandelier back down.

Before we could disappear into the sanctuary of my room, Victoria stopped me in my tracks when she called after me in a singsong voice, “Don’t think I’m distracted by you giving me what I want, Brady. I’m going to find out what secret you’re keeping.”

Rather than give myself away by responding, I shook my head in response and kept on my path to safety.
“Your mom scares me a little,” I told Dec as I shut my bedroom door behind us.

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Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began self-publishing in June 2011. She's a lover of all things romance: books, movies, music, and life, and she incorporates that into the books she writes. When she isn't reading or writing, she loves spending time with her husband and children, traveling whenever possible. Some of her favorite things are: Kristen Ashley Books, coffee in the morning, and In N Out burgers.
Bethany Lopez is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.


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Sunday, January 24, 2016

★New Release!★ BUBBLEGUM BLONDE (Barb Jackson Mysteries, #1) by Anna Snow

(Barb Jackson Mysteries, #1)
by Anna Snow

Release Date:  January 25, 2016


"Expect the unexpected" has been Barb Jackson's motto ever since the day she became a private investigator. But when a blast from the past in the form of her cheating ex-boyfriend shows up in her office and begs her to help him clear his name in an ongoing murder investigation, she fears this time she might have bitten off more than she can chew. But as Barb reluctantly takes the case, she uncovers deadly secrets, and it becomes obvious someone is now out to get her. Suddenly Barb finds herself in a race against the clock to clear her ex's name and keep herself alive. And to make matters worse, hunky homicide detective Tyler Black is nipping at her heels—in more ways than one! If anyone can get to the bottom of this mystery, it's Barb...if she can keep herself alive. 



Chapter One

It's entirely possible to have both boobs and a brain.

It's not like I'm walking, talking, sex-on-a-stick or anything, because really, I'm not. I'm just your typical, barely five-feet tall, a-little-too-curvy (due to my love of caramel macchiatos and pizza) girl next door. But for some reason, a blonde woman with a little extra in the chest area tends to throw off the opposite sex, especially when I mention that I'm a private investigator.

When I opened Jackson Investigations I never imagined how judgmental some people could be.

My PI firm wasn't a big affair like some of the other firms in town. I'd just finished my training and dumped a cheating ex when I opened the office. Financially, I was still a guppy in a tank full of sharks. But my company was slowly growing.

As far as employees went, my besties, Kelly and Mandy, were it. Mandy acted as receptionist and assistant, while Kelly worked cases with me. She'd often go undercover to bust a cheating spouse without a second thought.

We'd been hard at work trying to make a name for the company for close to three years now, but so far the only cases we'd been trusted with were your run-of-the-mill cheaters. Still, I couldn't complain. These clients might not be high profile or bring in bank, but they paid the bills…barely.

Despite only making just enough to pay the light bill, I wouldn't trade my job for anything in the world. I loved what I did, even if it meant eating ramen noodles a few nights a week.

A knock sounded. Then my office door opened a few inches.

"Barb, there's someone here to see you."

I glanced up from the screen I'd been staring at for what felt like a century and spotted Kelly closing the office door behind her. Kelly was loud, sarcastic, and wonderful. She was a great girl and my all-time best friend. We'd met when I first opened the business three years ago and over the years had become so close an industrial-sized crowbar couldn't pry us apart. She was brilliant, witty, and didn't take crap from anyone.

I wanted to be Kelly when I grew up.

 Kelly was tall and thin, sported a number of tattoos, loved the color black, and was amazingly pretty with her own set of full lips, high cheekbones, and long black hair.

She had men falling at her feet, while I stared at my feet when confronted by a handsome man. She was the polar opposite of my petite, slightly round, blonde self. But the physical differences never mattered to us.

We were sistahs from anotha mistah.

Her words, not mine.

"Who is it?" I blinked my eyes in an attempt to bring the room around me back into focus. Watching a surveillance camera did a number on a sleep-deprived person's eyes. At the moment I wondered if I'd ever get my vision back to normal.

I blinked and then rubbed my palms against my closed eyes.

"How should I know? I'm not Miss Cleo." Kelly shrugged with one palm pointed toward the sky.

Did I happen to mention that Kelly took sarcasm to a whole new level?

I slowly opened my eyes and cocked a brow at her.
"He said his name is Jason King and that he needs to speak directly to you about his situation." She air-quoted the word situation, which told me that she thought this guy was a total tool.

"That's about all he would tell me. He's determined to see you and a bit of an arrogant ass, if I do say so myself."

"You didn't tell him that he's an ass, did you?"

She smiled sweetly. "No, but the night's still young." She pressed her black-framed glasses up her pert nose with the tip of her index finger and waited for my response.

I shook my head. "You're a handful, you know that?"

She nodded. The smile never left her face.

I bit my bottom lip. "Jason King," I said while trying to dredge up where I'd heard the name before, but nothing came to me. "The name sounds familiar, but I can't place it right off the top of my head. Did you recognize him at all?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Nope." She shook her head. "He looks just like every other businessman in this town."

I'd lived in the city since conception, and at times all the businessmen milling about appeared carbon copied.

Suits, ties, shiny black shoes, and there was often either a shiny bald head framed by thinning white hair or a full head of over-gelled hair sitting on their shoulders. Neither of which I found the least bit attractive, but hey, whatever floats their boats, right? The look obviously did something for the gorgeous women on their arms. Or maybe it was their money not their appearance the women found attractive. Who knew?

"Do you know if I have any other appointments today, Kelly?" I asked.

"Nope. I asked Mandy before I came in here. She said that you're all clear today, that you're only supposed to review tapes and make calls," she answered.

This mystery guy had piqued my interest, so I relented.

"All right, I'll see him since I have some time, but I want you in here on this one. Who knows what this guy's story is." I looked up at the clock and found that it was only a little after ten o'clock in the morning. "Follow him in please."

Kelly gave me a two-finger—which was much more polite than her one usual finger—salute and left the room.

I stopped the surveillance disk I'd been reviewing for a client and powered off my monitor, then leaned back in my oversized desk chair and frowned.

I'd already seen all that I needed to see on the disk in order to know the guy I'd been tailing for the last week was cheating on his wife. The last thing I needed was for some busybody to come in my office, take a look at the computer monitor, and see his bare bum bent over the hood of a car before I told his wife that her husband was indeed having an affair with his assistant…his very male assistant.

"Jason King. Jason King. Jason King." I repeated the name as I tapped my bottom lip with the tip of my pen. I tried like crazy to figure out why that name sounded so familiar, but nothing came to me. I couldn't pin the name to a face.

If I'd had time, I would've done a quick Google search, but Mr. Pushy was already in the lobby demanding an audience. That alone was enough to make me consider telling the guy to hit the road, but like I said before, I had bills to pay, and just because the guy was pushy didn't mean I could tell him to hit the road before I met him. I have to admit my curiosity was a big deciding factor for meeting him.

My Aunt Mona often warned me that curiosity killed the cat, but I couldn't ever seem to help myself. When a puzzle presented itself, I had to solve it.

A few moments later, Kelly opened the door, and the bottom dropped out of my happy little world.


My legs shook. I stood slowly and stared into the eyes of the one man who'd always sent my brain flying out the window.



Not only is Anna Snow a wife, mom, and lipstick junkie, but she's also a multi-published bestselling author of several romance, mystery, erotica, fan-fiction, paranormal, chick-lit, and thriller works. 

Anna began writing as soon as she could hold a pen and hasn't stopped since. She loves life and can think of nothing she enjoys more than spending time with her family and friends. She loves reading, writing, kitties, spending time outdoors, and did I mention kitties? *Big grin* Anna also loves to hear from her fans and answers all correspondence she receives.


Wednesday, January 20, 2016

*Blog Tour ~ Review ~ Giveaway* THE BALLER by Vi Keeland

Meet Brody Easton in THE BALLER!

A standalone Contemporary Romance novel by
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Vi Keeland



The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.

It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.

And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.

No. The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question. On camera.

The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.

When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.

But I don’t date players.

And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.

I’d date an athlete.

It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.

You know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.

Brody Easton was the ultimate player.

Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.

But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.

Turned out, I was that girl.

Simple right?

Let’s face it. It never is.

There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…

And this one is ours.


A new song had just started, and I was enjoying his company when a voice behind me said, “Can I cut in?”

My head whipped around, even though I had no doubt whom the gravelly voice belonged to.

Michael was gracious. “I hate to share. But I suppose I have been hogging the most beautiful woman at the event.” He let go of my hand and stepped back with a gentlemanly nod. “Thank you for the dance, Delilah.”

Again Brody Easton had caught me off guard. Before I knew it, I was dancing with the arrogant jerk. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body tight against his. Way tighter than Michael had held me.

“Good to see you again, Lois Lane.”

The man had balls; I had to give him that. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Nice to see you with clothes on, Easton.”

“Do you prefer me without?”

“I prefer you on the other side of the room.”

He chuckled. It was a hearty laugh. “That’s what happens sometimes when you decide you want to hang out in the men’s locker room.”

I tried to pull back, but he tightened his grip and held me in place. I craned my neck. “Let go of me.”



“That’s right. No.”

“I can scream at the top of my lungs.”

“I’d like to hear you scream.” His tone made it clear he meant he wanted me underneath him while I was doing the screaming.

“You’re an asshole. You know that?”

“I do. You asked me that yesterday. For a reporter, you should really try changing up your questions more frequently.”
My eyes bulged.

Easton shifted his hand down to the small of my back before twirling us around the dance floor. Figures the prick can dance.

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“You can’t be serious?”

He ignored my comment. “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”

“We just ate.”

“Dessert at my place, then?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hit your head at the game yesterday?”

“On a diet, huh?”

“Yeah. That’s it. I don’t want to go to your place for dessert because I’m on a diet.”

“Well, that’s just a shame.”



I loved this book hard!  I knew from the very second I saw the cover (holy hotness!) along with some teasers, that I was going to enjoy this - and that was even without reading the synopsis! And I was right! The story was super fun – it was one of those that you couldn’t help but devour, yet you didn’t want it to end.

Even though Brody Easton is cocky & arrogant, he has absolutely every right to be – he’s got the goods to back it up – heart, body & soul.  You cannot help but love this man!  His quick-wit and one-liners will keep you smiling and his sexiness will scorch those panties. And underneath that beautiful exterior is a heart of gold that will have you swooning until the very last page.

Delilah is a take-no-crap kinda girl.  Smart, sassy & classy - loved her! When she interviews Brody for the first time, she thinks she’s prepared – both mentally & physically – nope.  My goodness, when these two are together – sparks are flyin’!  They’ve both been hurt…they’ve both put up walls around their hearts…they both need to deal with their past – and move on.

I thoroughly enjoyed this story!  So many laughs – the witty banter was perfect. The secondary characters were very entertaining! There were also some parts that pulled at my heart strings and had me reaching for a tissue.  A perfect blend of sexiness, sass & love. 

I am in love with this author’s writing!  An easy 5 hearts for me! 


About the Author:

Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)


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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)

★Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)★
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★Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)★

★Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)★

The Cole Series (2 book serial)

★Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)★

★Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)★

Standalone novels

★Cocky Bastard (Written with Penelope Ward)★

★Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)★

★First Thing I See★
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