LaClaire Kiss by Dori Lavelle #ReleaseBlitz @givemebooksblog @DoriLavelle

 

 

Title: LaClaire Kiss
Series: After Hours #3
Author: Dori Lavelle
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 11, 2017

 

Blurb
Twelve years ago, I
hit the ground … hard. Now I carry around a broken body and a bruised heart. My
body has let me down. Life has let me down. I want out, but not even death
wants me.When Alice Dupuis walks into my life from the past, she finds me a wealthy,
bitter, angry man. She tells me I’m afraid of living. I’m determined to prove
her wrong.

I promise her three days. Three days in which I’ll do things I haven’t done in
years. After that, I’ll go back to staring out the window all day, thinking about
death.

But life has one sick sense of humor.

Warning: LaClaire Kiss
is a heart-wrenching standalone novel. To get to know the LaClaire brothers
better, it is recommended to read books 1 and 2 first.

 

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Dori Lavelle, is a mother, wife, and a sucker for happy-ever-afters and mint chocolate.Growing up, Dori read a lot, and when she wasn’t happy with a particular ending, she wrote a different one, just for herself. Before long, she was writing stories when she should have been doing homework. The time has come for her to share the stories she cooks up in her head.

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Wild for You by Daisy Prescott #ReleaseBlitz @givemebooksblog @Daisy_Prescott

 

 

Title: Wild for You
Series: Love with Altitude #3
Author: Daisy Prescott
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Cowboy Romance
Release Date: September 11, 2017
Blurb
Cowboy fantasies. Oh boy, do I have them. I blame the shiny belt buckles and those chaps.
After getting dumped by my Not Future Husband, I’ve decided to spend the summer in Aspen exploring new adventures. First on the list is sexy rodeo champion Justin Garrison, who seems happy to accept the challenge.
What if I fall in love with the real man behind the fantasy?
*
Being the charming cowboy is an easy role to play. Whenever I’m on the back of a horse or riding a bull, everything’s simple, uncomplicated. Running my family’s ranch and trying to keep past scandals buried are a lot harder.
When my path crosses with a beautiful brunette at a rodeo, I’m not looking for more complications. Zoe Saragossa’s not a typical buckle bunny and I’m definitely not her type.
Can a city girl fall for a real cowboy?
Wild for You is a standalone, slow burn cowboy romance set in the Rocky Mountains. It is part of the Love with Altitude series of standalone romantic comedies.
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Bestselling Author Daisy Prescott writes romantic comedies about real love.
Love with Altitude, Daisy’s new series of standalone Rom Coms, is set in the
mountains of Colorado. The Wingmen books star regular guys who often have
beards, drive trucks, and love deeply once they fall. Modern Love Stories
feature characters in their thirties and forties finding and rediscovering love
in unexpected and humorous ways.

Born and raised in San Diego, Daisy currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow
in the Boston suburbs with her husband, their rescue dog, Mulder, and an
imaginary house goat. When not writing about herself in the third person, Daisy
can be found traveling, gardening, baking, or lost in a good book.

 

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I Want by Ella Fox #ReleaseBlitz @givemebooksblog @authorellafox

Title: I Want
Series: Enamorado #2
Author: Ella Fox
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 8, 2017

 

Blurb
Billionaire
businessman Alejandro Cruz detests the dating process and is perfectly content
to stay single. But that all changes the moment the quirky house sitter from
next door falls into his arms, and his immediate instinct is to hold on tight
and never let go. California girl Kaya Porter has a “just say no”
approach to dating. No matter how sexy and irresistible Alejandro is, she vows
not to fall for him. Alejandro has other plans. This sexy Spaniard knows what
he wants, and there’s nothing he won’t do to make Kaya realize that they belong
together. Will Alejandro get the girl or will he be left wanting more than Kaya
is willing to give?
I Want is book two
of the Enamorado (In Love) series. Each book will feature one of the Cruz
brothers and can be read as a standalone.

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“Climb gates around here often?” he asked, no censure in his voice. I realized he spoke English as fluently as he spoke Spanish.He was clad in navy basketball shorts, a pair of Nike running shoes and he was just sweaty enough for me to realize he’d likely been working out. I swear I was hypnotized by all of his exposed skin, so much so that I could just about remember my own name at that moment. I’d have blamed the fall for my dazed and confused frame of mind but that wasn’t it at all. It was purely because of him—the sexy Spanish-speaking god who’d saved me from certain harm. My eyes trailed along his muscular but lean body hungrily as I catalogued just how ridiculously gorgeous he was. I was hypnotized by his six-pack and the set of V-cut muscles I had an insane urge to trail my fingers over.

I’d have kept right on staring had he not cleared his throat. I cringed as I came back to reality and realized he’d asked a question I hadn’t retained.

“Um, huh?” I asked, perfectly clueless.

“I was asking if you’re a professional gate climber,” he said huskily.

“No, I—”

“She’s really fine after a fall from that height?” the officer asked as he came through the gate.

“She never hit the ground,” my savior said, “since I caught her.”

The cop looked almost as impressed as I felt. I’d have heaped praised onto the stranger who saved me had I not remembered that I needed to be focused on a more pressing concern.

“So now that I’m on this side I really need to get my—”

The officer pinned me with a look that left no doubt that he was in charge. “Miss, please remain silent while I work out what’s going on here.”

I pursed my lips and tried to contain my annoyance. I knew he was just doing his job but all I cared about was finding Elvis.

The officer turned back to the Spanish model—I naturally assumed he modeled because he looked like he belonged in sensual looking black and white ads for men’s cologne. You know the kind of ads I’m talking about, right? There’s always a sexy guy giving you the let’s have all the sex look with a set of eyes that are clearly attempting to hypnotize you into buying something.

He was at least six feet tall and had a head full of thick, dark hair. His face was perfectly proportioned from forehead to chin, and I could find nothing that didn’t appear to be symmetrical. He had a ridiculously sexy closely trimmed beard that I wanted to trace with my fingers and his jaw was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I turned crimson when my eyes trailed up and met his and I realized he was observing me—which meant he knew I’d been staring at him. Again.

I bit my lip and tried not to blush as I blinked like an idiot. I was relieved to have a reason to look to the police officer when he cleared his throat to get our attention. “Are you the one who called about the disturbance down the side of the house?” he asked.

I couldn’t resist the urge to let my eyes wander back to the Spanish god. I knew just enough Spanish to determine that if his looks were rated on the salsa scale he’d be called el más caliente.

His eyes were on me as he answered the cop. “My brother called, yes.”

“What’s your name, sir?”

“Alejandro Cruz.”

Even his name was sexy. My skin felt hot and prickly under his gaze. Anxious for a reprieve, I looked back to the officer.

The cop nodded as he took note of it on his pad. “And your brother’s name?”

“Rafael Cruz.”

“And you?” the cop asked with a head nod toward me.

“Kaya Porter.”

“Can you spell that?”

“K-a-y-a,” I answered.

“That’s a weird name,” the officer said as he wrote it down.

I wasn’t sure if he was being rude or not so I shrugged and said nothing. Alejandro growled something under his breath that I couldn’t understand. A shiver went down my back at the way the words rolled off his tongue. His Spanish accent fascinated me. I’d never been one to care one way or the other about a man’s voice, but his did things to me. I wondered if audio erotica was a thing. If it were, I would pay a subscription fee to hear him talk all day.

“So were you trying to escape or get in?” the officer asked, ruining my good fantasy about an Alejandro Cruz dirty talk subscription service.

“I was trying to get in,” I answered stiffly, annoyed that the officer had already forgotten everything I’d said, “I told you—”

“No, no, she is not the disturbance,” Alejandro interjected. “My brother thought someone was trying to steal God only knows what from the exterior of the house. He was asleep and heard something outside his bedroom window and panicked. He shouldn’t have called the police—it’s animal control that we need. Some dickhead bird went through the trash that my brother forgot to secure and he’s been leading him on one hell of a chase around the yard.”

My eyes narrowed and my hands went to my hips as I stared down the model. “Don’t talk about my little buddy like that,” I snapped.

 

 

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Ella Fox is the USA Today Bestselling Author of The Hart
Family Series, Consequences of Deception, The Catch Series and The Renegade
Series. When she’s not writing, Ella indulges the gypsy in her blood and
travels the country. Ella loves reading, movies, music, buying make-up, reading
Tmz, Twitter and pedicures… not necessarily in that order. She has a wild sense
of humor and loves to laugh. Her favorite thing in the world is hanging out
with her family and watching comedy movies.

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Guarded by R.C. Martin #ReleaseBlitz @givemebooksblog @AuthorRCMartin

 

 

Title: Guarded
Author: R.C. Martin
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 8, 2017

 

Blurb
she’s distractingly Gorgeous. in my line of work, I can’t
afford to be Unfocused, but she is just as Alluring as
she is forbidden. I should stay away, and yet I don’t.// he is Ridiculously
sexy. never have I ever been Drawn to a man so ardently. his touch
is Everything, consuming me completely. what exists between
us Deserves a chance, but he won’t let me in.raw. passionate. desperate. real. I take her there—every time.// he feels it,
too—I know he does. we could have it all, if only he wasn’t so guarded.

 

 

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I’m a born and bred Coloradan. While
I now reside in Virginia, the land of the Rocky Mountains is where I’ve left a
piece of my heart and where my characters come to life. I started writing love
stories when I was seventeen, and I haven’t been able to stop! With me, you’ll
find that I dabble in a few different romance genres, but my voice is one
that’s all about the heart. Writing is my dream; and as a dreamer, you can rest
assured that there are many more novels in my head that I can hardly wait to
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Sun Kissed by the Billionaire by Lizabeth Scott #BookRelease @LScottBooks @GiveMeBooksBlog

 

 

Title: Sun Kissed by the Billionaire
Series: The Kissed Series #3
Author: Lizabeth Scott
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 4, 2017
Blurb
From the bestselling author of The Kissed Series comes
the highly anticipated third installment, Sun Kissed by the Billionaire.
What would you sacrifice for the one you love?
She’s gone.
Marc stared at the
early morning lights as it played across the ceiling above him.
Every morning I
wake up, and for a split-second…I don’t remember she left.
I don’t remember
the unfounded accusations hurled my way, or how I wanted to rip the divorce
papers into infinite pieces like she did to us.
But then I blink,
and it all comes rushing back.
Every. Single.
Day.
And night.
My dreams are
filled with the raspy sounds of her voice urging me on, the bite of pain as her
nails dig desperately into my back, and the way she looks to the heavens in awe
as I push her over the edge.
And then…I wake
up, and her side of the bed is as cold as my wrecked heart.
Why?
Throwing his legs
over the side of the bed Marc dropped his head into his hands, grinding the
palms of his hands into his sleep deprived eyes, with only one thought to get
him through the day…
I’m not going to
stop until I know why she threw us away.
**Every Lizabeth
Scott book is a “Cliffhanger FREE Zone!” Inside each story, you will find
flawed alpha heroes who like to have their way with strong, quirky, yet
endearing heroines who love their wicked ways. You’ll find plenty of toe
curling steaminess with a laugh or two along the way, and always a happy
ending.
KISSED SERIES LINEUP INCLUDES
Snow Kissed by the Billionaire
Chased by the Billionaire (Included in Billionaires on
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Sun Kissed by the Billionaire
French Kissed by the Billionaire (COMING)

 

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I am in love with Marc, so I am telling you, Ms. Scott, that
you need to put a warning on this book telling the women to keep their dirty
thoughts about him at bay because I have claimed him as mine. I will even
lick him to make it official.
*******************
OMG I want Marc and you had me going the whole time. I
couldn’t predict where you were taking me next and I love that. The
twist… good Lord, that was brilliant.
******************
Can I just say I am freaking in love with Marc. OMG where
did this man come from and are there extras.
****************
I started this book on Saturday morning and couldn’t put it
down until I finished at 1AM! I had to see what happened next. What I thought
would happen totally didn’t! Great one!
****************

Excerpt
Callie stared at the pen her lawyer laid before her.
“Sign here, then initial here, and here.”
With only a few marks on a piece of paper, she’d end the
best thing that had ever happened to her. Her eyes dropped to her hands,
clasped tightly in her lap. The promises she’d made with the shiny stone on her
ring finger taunted her. She’d been so happy the day Marc had asked her to
marry him and placed the ring on her finger. Since that day, she’d never once
removed the diamond solitaire. Nine months of sheer bliss with the man she
loved.
Her eyes began to water as the diamond swam in and out of
focus. Hurting Marc was the worst part of it all. But hurting him now, by her
own hand, was the only way she knew to protect him.
“Callie,” Rebecca, her lawyer, asked. “Do you have any
questions?”
She fought against the dizziness, shook her head and slowly
picked up the pen. “No, no questions.” The cool metal felt heavy in her hand,
just like the burden she’d been carrying most of her life. She had nobody to
blame but herself for ever thinking she could bury her past. She’d been
distracted by the brilliance of her love for Marc, and their relationship had
moved too fast.
They had fallen in love and were married less than a month
after they’d met. He’d come into her life like a whirlwind and made her believe
she deserved to be happy. She didn’t. She’d been too weak to walk away when she
should have, before things went too far, and now she had to hurt the man she’d
grown to love deeply and endlessly. It seemed cruel, but was the exact
opposite.
“Callie, are you sure you want to sign those papers?”
No, she didn’t want to sign them, but there was no other
way. “I’m sure.”
“I have to ask you again, is that the total amount you want?
Marc is worth billions. You could be set for life if you’d ask for your fair share.”
Money. She’d give it all up if it meant she’d get to keep
Marc. “I want no more than the amount I stated, including the clause that
additional funds are forever non-negotiable.”
Rebecca looked ready to argue the point again. “Callie,
you’re not even asking for alimony.”
Callie’s eyes blazed and her voice rose. “I don’t want it,
Rebecca. We were only married for nine months. It was a marriage that never
should have happened in the first place.” Nine perfect months that she would
cherish for the rest of her life. Well, it had been perfect until she’d accused
Marc of being unfaithful. Since that day, they’d had so many fights she’d lost
count. She leaned forward to sign, but Rebecca stopped her.
“One hundred thousand dollars isn’t going to go very far when
you consider maintaining your lifestyle.”
Maintaining her lifestyle. That was a joke. The life she’d
lived with Marc had been magical, like a dream come true. She could never
replicate that without him. But that wasn’t her lifestyle. Luxury houses, drivers,
designer clothes, chefs—those weren’t her. Marc had been all she’d ever wanted.
Not things. She’d have no trouble returning to what she knew best.
Straightening her back, blinking to focus on the lines, Callie signed her name
in the appropriate spots and pushed the papers away. “Are we finished here?”
Rebecca looked like she wanted to argue, then relented.
“Yes, but I still wish you’d reconsider.”
Callie shook her head and stared at the papers mocking her
on the table. Her last remaining connection with Marc. “Do you have my check?”
Rebecca shuffled through a file and handed over a white
envelope. With much more bravery than she actually felt, Callie took the check
and stood on unsteady legs. She gave herself a moment for the trembling to
settle before turning around. She pulled off her ring and held it out. “Would
you see that Marc gets this, please?”
Rebecca paused and Callie braced for another confrontation,
but then Rebecca took the ring from her cold fingers. “Yes, of course.”
“Thank you, Rebecca. I’ll send my forwarding address once
I’m settled.” But she wouldn’t. It would be better just to disappear.
After shaking hands, Callie walked out of the New York
office and never once looked back, because if she did, she would crawl back to
Marc and beg him to forgive her. And she loved him too much ever to do that.
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Love Will Always Remember byTracey Livesay #BookRelease @tlivesay @PureTextuality

An accident changed Leighton Clarke’s life forever.

When she awakens from a coma, her childhood memories are intact but she possesses no memories of the past six years of her life. Terrified, anxious and disoriented, she’s only calmed by the presence of the gorgeous celebrity chef with compassionate brown eyes, the man who turns out to be her fiancée, Jonathan.

Jonathan Moran is tormented over his part in the deception that he’s Leighton’s fiancé. In truth, she’s engaged to his brother! Any day now, her memory is destined to return and she’ll remember it’s his fault she was injured. Meanwhile, the more time they spend together, the closer they become until Jonathan begins to wish the pretense of them being a couple was real.

And then Leighton’s memories come flooding back…

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Love Will Always Remember
by Tracey Livesay

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Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance

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“What can I get for you?”

An elegant brow lifted. “You’re going to serve me?”

“I do it all.” He reached beneath the bar for a towel and slung it over his shoulder.

“I bet you do,” she murmured.

He stiffened. Had she actually said that or had his fantasy life taken over for a brief moment? He glanced at her, but her cool expression gave nothing away.

“Special service from a James Beard Award–winning chef. I’ll try to contain myself.”

“I’m sure my brother didn’t waste his breath extolling my achievements, so you’ve been checking up on me?”

He braced his arms against the bar and her eyes followed the motion, lingering. He could barely breathe. He had to force the oxygen into his body. No other woman had ever affected him in this way. Why her? He didn’t understand it.

She averted her gaze. “I check on everyone who comes into my life.”

He frowned. “I was just joking.”

“I wasn’t.” She placed her purse on the bar stool next to her.

Interesting. That type of vigilance made for a very lonely existence. And it wasn’t natural. Something had happened to make her believe such action was necessary. However, he didn’t get the feeling she would be amenable to sharing that information with him.

He straightened. “Now, about that drink . . . a cosmo, apple-tini, strawberry daiquiri?”

She exhaled and her lips quirked. “I appreciate you offering me some of your personal favorites, but I’ll take a Macallan 21 on the rocks.”

He hesitated. “You drink whiskey?”

It was rare, but he did know a few women who enjoyed the smooth spirit. He suspected his disbelief would annoy her.

He was right.

“Sexist, much?”

“Maybe, but it’s borne out by my fifteen years in the restaurant business.”

“Isn’t it wonderful to still be able to discover something new after all that time? An old dog can still learn . . . something.” Her sweet smile had him struggling to contain his grin.

He grabbed a lowball glass off the stack, added a couple of ice cubes and poured the drink. “M’lady.”

She took a sip. Her lashes fluttered and her jaw moved laterally as she coated her tongue with the flavors. The blood rushed straight to his dick again—it must have an E-Z pass—leaving him momentarily light-headed. Thank God he was standing behind the bar.

She set the glass down on the black cocktail napkin he’d provided. “What do you drink besides your beloved apple-tinis?”

She had jokes. One corner of his mouth tipped upward. That’s all he’d allow her. “Macallan’s good, but I prefer bourbon. Jefferson’s Presidential Select.”

“I’ve heard good things about Jefferson but I’ve never had the opportunity to try some,” Leighton said. “The stock is limited, right?”

“Yes, but I tracked down a case of the Seventeen.” He smiled, recalling the night he’d shared a bottle with Adam and Mike last year. “I’d be willing to part with a little bit.”

Silence met his offer. Then— “Maybe I can get Thomas to try it. He tends to stick to craft beers.”

His brother.

Her fiancé.

Right.

Big guilt keep on churning . . .

He turned to put the bottle he’d used on the back bar shelf where it belonged. “Yeah, well, my brother’s taste has always left a lot to desired.”

Only after the words were out did he realize how they sounded. He turned back in time to see the hurt on her face morph to anger. “I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant.”

Her expression cut into him like an extremely sharp gyuto knife. She held up a hand as if to halt his words. “Then it’s a good thing your opinion makes no difference to our life at all.”

“No seriously. Leighton.” He rushed around the bar and reached for the hand that had fallen to her lap. He didn’t question his need for her to understand his words weren’t aimed at her. He dipped his head until he forced her to meet his eyes. “I swear, I wasn’t talking about you. My brother should be on his knees kissing someone’s ass every day, thanking his lucky stars that you’ve agreed to marry him.”

She stared at him, stone faced, and he feared he may have ruined whatever accord they’d managed to form.

Which was probably for the best.

But when her features began to soften and forgiveness seemed to follow, relief made him giddy and he couldn’t have stopped what he did next even if his very survival depended on it.

One taste. That’s all he needed.

He touched his lips to hers.

Time stopped.

He’d been wrong. He’d need much, much more.

He deepened the kiss, tasting, nibbling then moaning when her lips parted and she let him in. Her soft tongue glided against his and desire roared through him.

Her arms snaked around his waist and clutched his ass. She scooted forward on the stool, spreading her thighs and pulling him between them. His fingers skimmed along her jaw and slid through her hair, like air moving against silk.

His heart was pounding so loudly it drowned out any protests his rational mind tried to put forth. He didn’t care who she was, who he was, or why this could never be. He’d never experienced this kind of raw passion with anyone and in that moment, his only concern was giving her as much pleasure as she was giving him.

“Chef, do you want us to leave you—” Gib’s voice acted as fingers on a chalkboard, jarring and cringeworthy.

Leighton’s eyes flew open, and fear and disgust contorted her features. She pushed against his chest, catching him off guard, and he fell back into a neighboring bar stool.

Before he could process what was happening, she’d jumped from the stool and was running—quite a feat in her heels—to the front door.

He hurried after her. “Leighton!”

She pushed out into the night and paused looking left and right.

He saw the metal scaffolding falling and a roaring filled his ears.

Oh no! No! GODDAMMIT!!

He started to run. “Leighton, wait!”

He was too late.

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A former criminal defense attorney, Tracey Livesay finds crafting believable happily ever afters slightly more challenging than protecting our constitutional rights, but she’s never regretted following her heart instead of her law degree. She lives in Virginia with her husband—who she met on the very first day of law school—and their three children.

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