Tuesday, August 4, 2020

BLOG TOUR & BOOK REVIEW for "The Good for Nothings (Rogue Ethereal, #6)" by Danielle Banas

The Good for Nothings
(Rogue Ethereal, #6)
by Danielle Banas

Published by: Swoon Reads
Publication date: August 4th, 2020
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult
They’re only good at being bad.

Cora Saros is just trying her best to join the family business of theft and intergalactic smuggling. Unfortunately, she’s a total disaster. 
After landing herself in prison following an attempted heist gone very wrong, she strikes a bargain with the prison warden: He’ll expunge her record if she brings back a long-lost treasure rumored to grant immortality. 
Cora is skeptical, but with no other way out of prison (and back in her family’s good graces), she has no choice but to assemble a crew from her collection of misfit cellmates—a disgraced warrior from an alien planet; a cocky pirate who claims to have the largest ship in the galaxy; and a glitch-prone robot with a penchant for baking—and take off after the fabled prize. 
But the ragtag group soon discovers that not only is the too-good-to-be-true treasure very real, but they’re also not the only crew on the hunt for it. And it’s definitely a prize worth killing for. 
Whip-smart and utterly charming, this irreverent sci-fi adventure is perfect for fans of "Guardians of the Galaxy," The Lunar Chronicles, and "Firefly."

~ BOOK REVIEW for The Good for Nothings ~

(?) out of 5 stars

I got a late start on this one, and I'm only about half way through, so I'll have to get back to you on it!  But, so far, so good!  Nothings that has blown my socks off yet, but the story seems to be moving right along.  The title here says this is Book #6 of a series, but this is the first I heard that; and it so far reads just fine as a standalone tale.  There is a host of quirky main characters whom we seem to be very slowly getting to know.  Right now they are on a quest, and we'll just have to see how things go!  Honestly, it greatly reminds me of the original "Guardians of the Galaxy" movie, which took me awhile to warm up to as well, but soon became one of my favorite movies.  We'll see if this story holds true to form!

To be continued!... ~

Author Bio:
Danielle Banas is the author of THE SUPERVILLAIN AND ME and THE GOOD FOR NOTHINGS. She earned a degree in communication from Robert Morris University, where she spent slightly too much time daydreaming about new characters instead of paying attention in class. When she isn’t writing, Danielle can be found loudly singing show tunes, spouting off Disney World trivia, and snuggling with her puppy. She lives in her hometown of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
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Monday, August 3, 2020

BOOK BLITZ for "I Am Here Now" by Barbara Bottner

I Am Here Now
by Barbara Bottner
Published by: Macmillan
Publication date: August 4th, 2020
Genres: Coming of Age, Young Adult

Set in the 1960s, Barbara Bottner’s I Am Here Now is a beautiful novel in verse about one artist’s coming of age. It’s a heartbreaking, powerful and inspiring depiction of what it’s like to shatter your life—and piece it all back together.

You can’t trust Life to give you decent parents, or beautiful eyes, a fine French accent or an outstanding flair for fashion. No, Life does what it wants. It’s sneaky as a thief.  
Maisie’s first day of High school should be exciting, but all she wants is to escape. 
Her world is lonely and chaotic, with an abusive mother and a father who’s rarely there to help. 
So when Maisie, who finds refuge in her art, meets the spirited Rachel and her mother, a painter, she catches a glimpse of a very different world—one full of life, creativity, and love—and latches on. 
But as she discovers her strengths through Rachel’s family, Maisie, increasingly desperate, finds herself risking new friendships, and the very future she’s searching for.


The tiny fire escape is our private spot.
My dad says he’s sorry he’s gone so often.
Do I remember when I was six
and he took me into the city?
I wore a red coat, red shoes,
and perfect white leather gloves
embroidered with tiny blue buds.
I recall watching the road into New York:
billboards, telephone lines, bridges,
muddy sky.
The parking garage man said,
“So you’re the boss man’s little lady
I’ve heard so much about?”
The elevator man, Jimmy,
knew my name!
My dad’s corner office had the most windows,
the biggest desk, too.
My father bragged, “Your daddy runs this joint!”
From his window, as it got dark,
we could see Manhattan laid out in front of us
like a glittering tablecloth.
How could I not remember?
It was a perfect day,
until he turned the key in our front door.
Mother was waiting.
We were in for it.
A breeze pushes the fumes against my face.
He snuffs out a butt, then lights another,
says, “Look, kid, smoking’s a dirty habit.
I’m going to quit soon.”
“Teach me to smoke!” I say.
His eyebrows meet above his nose,
and as the tip of the cigarette burns,
it sends smoke into the clear night
like a signal.
Maybe, across the Harlem River
someone will see it,
realize we are signaling: Help!
“Let me try it, please? I want to be like you!”
“No, you don’t! Not now, not ever.”
“But, Dad, at least I should know
what I’ll be missing for the rest of my life.”
He smiles so wide, I can see his molars.
“Well, you’ll never know about the future,”
he says, ominously.
I grab his arm.
“Tell me the truth.
Are you thinking of leaving?”
“Leaving what?”
“Us! Please! Please don’t leave!
You can’t. I mean it!
She hates me.”
“Calm down, Maisie,” he says.
My voice crackles.
“I’m just telling you, if you go,
she’ll put me in the ground.”
He ruffles my hair
as if I am being amusing.
I want to scream.
“You think I’m a rotten kid, too?”
“You’re a great kid, Maisie.”
“I’m trying to reform, Dad.”
“Maisie, honey,
I like you exactly the way you are:
spirited, smart, your own person.”
“Being my own person
is treacherous,” I say.
He turns to me.
“Are you working me over?” he asks.
I know not to answer.
“Okay, you poor kid, one puff.
I’ll give you one shot at it
but you have to do exactly what I say.
You have to learn how to inhale, okay?”
I do have to learn how to inhale.
How to breathe,
as if I belong here on the earth.
I look at his face,
think how I’m glad that he breaks the rules.
He says we’re alike.
That must be why I’m the way I am,
as my grandma likes to say,
always flirting with disaster,
as if disaster were my middle name.
“When you smoke,
you take in the deepest breath
as if you have to last underwater
without air.
Then, you keep it in
as long as you possibly can.”
“But you don’t do that, Dad.”
“I’ve been smoking a long time, kid.
Ready?” he says, and lights a fresh one.
I sit up tall under the stars,
put my feet on the bench,
straighten my back
so I can always remember
this moment, me and my dad,
on the same wavelength.
Me, trying to figure out
if he wants to protect me
while he’s teaching me to smoke.
How about telling me about school?”
He sighs, offers the cigarette.
“It has its moments,” I say,
and close my lips around the tobacco,
inhale really, really deeply.
I am about to show him the bruises
I still have on my arm,
but then the smoke curls in my chest,
which immediately wants to explode.
“Hold it in,” he commands.
“Don’t let it out.”
Finally my mouth opens
because I’m coughing and gasping.
It feels like some kind of torture.
The taste is nasty.
“It’s awful!” I cough.
“It tastes horrible, feels horrible.”
I’m practically crying.
“So disgusting! How could you?!”
My dad laughs.
“Well, now you never have to do it again!”
I dash inside, refuse to speak to him
for the rest of the night.
“I’m done with you, Dad!”
He laughs!
Later he knocks on my door,
takes my hand.
“Between you and me,
if anything ever happened—
not that it will—in the leaving department,
wherever I’d go,
you’d be coming with me, kid.
I promise.”
I throw my arms around him.
Later I will drift off wondering
how much warning he’d give me.
And what about my brother?

Author Bio:
Barbara Bottner has written about 50 books for children of all ages. In August, her first YA novel in free verse, I Am Here Now is coming out from Macmillan (Imprint). She's written a NY Times Bestseller, as well as staffed prime time sit-com, sold screenplays, published essays and short stories in both national and literary magazines and reviewed children's books for both the NY and LA Sunday Book Review. Many of her works have been multiply translated and animated, and adapted for short plays. When she was an animator, she won "Best Film For TV" from the Annecy International Animation Festival. When very young, she briefly appeared on stage and in Europe with La Mama Plexus and in television movies. She teaches writing for children privately but won The Distinguished University Teaching Award from The New School For Social Research. Her papers are collected in the Arne Nixon Center for Children's Literature at Fresno State. 
Former students include: Lane Smith, Robin Preiss Glaser, Peggy Rathmann, Bruce Degen, Barney Saltsburg and Antoinette Portis. 
She feels blessed to have a passion that seems to stick with her no matter how the larger world goes out of control. 


Friday, July 31, 2020

RELEASE BLITZ for "High Country (Girl Power Collection)" by Cin Medley

High Country
(Girl Power Collection)
by Cin Medley
Published: July 31st, 2020

McKayla Parrish (Mac) has lived in the rough world of men her whole life. 
The middle daughter of a rancher, she walked in her father’s footsteps. 
Riding since she was 10 years old, Mac knew she was born to be exactly who she was — 
the only woman to ride a bull for 18 seconds. 
Fighting every step of the way, she earned the respect of her peers, 
even though they secretly wanted her to ride them.

Derek Downing lived a solitary life with his young daughter on the Double D ranch. 
One afternoon at the rodeo, he saw something he never thought in his lifetime he would see — 
a beautiful blonde riding a bull in the ring 
and taking every man down who dared to ride against her. 
After a conversation with the beauty, his heart was gone.

Mac was used to men coming on to her, 
but when this man walked away without undressing her, 
without a side comment on how she would feel riding him, she was intrigued.

Derek was accustomed to running his ranch, taking care of his daughter, 
and losing himself during his weekly dates, but after catastrophe strikes, 
he’s ready to admit those dates might mean more to him than he realized.

Amazon / Goodreads


I love to write the stories that float around in my head. I've written a wonderful series called Whispering Wind under C. J. Medley. I've also written many romance novels. I love my husband, daughter and our silly cat Tootsie. Life is what you make it out to be, and I love mine.

I believe that Love is The Journey that we all take through this life.


The Girl Power Collection is a celebration of feminism in an unprecedented manner 
and will serve as an inspiration for millions of readers across the globe.

Over the years, men that have made landmark achievements in different facets of life 

have often been celebrated with very little stories about bad ass women 
that have excelled in their respective positions. 
While there are some works that highlight the fantastic achievements 
of women in powerful positions, 
there is no particular project exclusively dedicated 
to celebrating the “girl power.”

The compilation contains short stories with the theme of Girl Power in whichever way the author defines it for herself and her readers. The 33 romance stories are narrated in a diverse yet entertaining and inspiring way and will be released in regular intervals throughout 2020.

Thursday, July 30, 2020

BOOK BLITZ for "For the Win" by Raine Thomas

For the Win
by Raine Thomas
Publication date: July 25th, 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
It’s what gets Jasmine Li out of bed every morning. She’s determined to overcome the injury that has derailed her career in ballet, the only love she’s ever known. She can’t afford to allow a baseball player to distract her, no matter how hot and persistent he might be. 
Will Campbell defines the word. It’s what makes him a successful pitcher and it’s helping him learn how to be a single dad to a little girl with plenty of trust issues. Just his luck, the one person his daughter—and his heart—finally respond to is a stubborn, sexy ballerina with plans that don’t involve relationships or children. 
But Will didn’t become the best closer in the majors by giving up. He knows what he wants and what his daughter needs, and he’s going to get it. Jasmine Li has met her match…and he’s playing for the win.


The strains of some kind of classical music reached Will before he entered the room. He didn’t immediately see Katie and Jasmine. When he reached the chair he’d pulled down for himself, he saw them standing at the barre, facing the mirror.
He was pretty sure his eyes nearly plopped out of his head.
Jasmine was performing a standing split. Her long legs, now covered in tights rather than the baggy pants, made one straight vertical line. Her right hand grasped the barre while her left hand grasped her calf in the air, leaving her torso curved in an elegant arch.
“So that’s the second position stretch,” Jasmine said, lowering her leg. “But as I said, that will come later. Our barre work will be much more basic to start.”
She spotted him as he dropped down into his chair. He did his best to close his gaping mouth.
“All done?” she asked.
Thank God she didn’t ask him anything else. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to find his voice again.
Jesus. She was magnificent.
There was no doubt Jasmine was a beautiful woman. She had dark, lustrous hair, a flawless porcelain complexion, high cheekbones, and almond-shaped brown eyes that hinted at Asian heritage somewhere in the mix. She was lithe and slender, her every movement a study in grace and precision.
And she had fucking killer legs.
Sure, she was beautiful. But now…good lord. Those tights and that leotard showed him just what her baggy clothes had been hiding. Combined with the refinement of her movements, it had his body responding in a completely unexpected way.
Which was crazy, he told himself, since her poise and control were the two traits he had initially disliked about her the most.
Life could sure be ironic.
He shook off his reaction and returned his focus to the lesson, doing his best to look only at Katie. He pulled out his phone and used his camera, both to take pictures and capture some video. His dad was going to want to see them later.
The lesson went over the hour by nearly twenty minutes. Will hadn’t even registered how much time had passed. Having the opportunity to watch his daughter learn something that made her happy had the time passing in a blink.
“I know going through the moves and positions is repetitive,” Jasmine said as she and Katie sat to change their shoes. “But these are building blocks to learning routines.”
Katie nodded sagely. It had Will’s lips twitching in amusement, especially when he observed how she was mimicking Jasmine’s posture and mannerisms.
“It seems you enjoyed yourself, huh, kiddo?” he said, walking over to her and giving her bun a gentle tug.
She smiled and nodded.
“Would you like to do this again?” Jasmine asked her.
Another nod, this one more vigorous.
Jasmine also smiled. The genuineness of it made her attractive on a whole other level. It revealed to him that she wasn’t just polished, poised, and aloof. There was passion inside her just waiting to be ignited.
Five minutes later, he locked Giuseppe’s doors and walked with Jasmine to the back of the Jeep so he could load the barre for her. She reached past him to toss her gym bag into the back and he caught her scent, something lightly floral and utterly feminine that once again made his libido take notice. And when she reached up, untwisted her hair tie, and released her glorious dark hair so it spilled down between her shoulder blades, there was even a moment where he forgot how to breathe.
“Call or text me when you’re ready to schedule another lesson,” she said as she closed the Jeep’s rear hatch.
“Sure,” he managed. Then, remembering he hadn’t paid her, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He handed her the hundred dollars plus an extra twenty for the additional time she’d given them. “Thanks again for doing this.”
“It was my pleasure.”
He and Katie waved her off and then climbed into his truck to head home. As he started the engine and backed out of the parking spot, he took a moment to reflect on how the lesson had gone.
He had started it with serious reservations about working with Jasmine because he hadn’t thought she would be invested in Katie, and he quite frankly hadn’t liked her very much. Now here he was ninety minutes later, having serious reservations about working with her for the exact opposite reasons.
He wasn’t at all sure what to do about that. When he’d come up with this idea, he’d had some expectation that he’d have to help protect Katie’s heart from being broken if this didn’t work out.
What the hell was he going to do to protect his own?

Author Bio:
Raine Thomas is the award-winning author of bestselling Young Adult and New Adult fiction. Known for character-driven stories that inspire the imagination, Raine has signed with multiple award-winning producer Chase Chenowith of Back Fence Productions to bring her popular Daughters of Saraqael trilogy to the big screen. She's a proud indie author who is living the dream. When she isn't writing or glued to e-mail or social networking sites, Raine can usually be found vacationing with her husband and daughter on one of Florida's beautiful beaches or crossing the border to visit with her Canadian friends and relatives. 


Tuesday, July 28, 2020

BOOK REVIEW for "Hasty (Do-Over, #4)" by Julia Kent

HASTY (Do-Over series, #4)
Author: Julia Kent
Release date:  July 28, 2020
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer:  Hang Le
Editor: Elisa Reed


I never thought my perp walk would lead to true love.

Then again, I never thought I’d be arrested on RICO charges and hauled away in zip ties on camera for the world to see, minutes after closing the most amazing deal of my career.

And all of it in front of my biggest rival, billionaire wunderkind Ian McRory.

I am broke.

I am disgraced.

I am alone.

I am a sucker.

But the worst part? I have to go back to my hometown 
and live in my bedroom filled with relics from my childhood.

Lisa Frank never made me so mad before.

Just when I needed a rescue, I got one — in the form of help from my biggest rival.

He can’t bring back my money.

He certainly can’t bring back my reputation or my pride.

But there’s one thing he can bring back to me.

A sense of hope.

Maybe even love.

Ian sees something in me no one else does, and he’s relentless about making me see it, too. As we grow closer, I’m starting to see that while my entire life used to be a lie, the truth is staring me in the present — and it’s a truth I like very, very much, hot eyes and gorgeous smile and all.

But I have to be careful.

I can’t be too —

That’s right.


The final book in the USA Today bestselling Do-Over Series (Fluffy, Perky, Feisty), 
as Mallory's sister, Hastings "Hasty" Monahan gets her turn at a happily ever after 
that starts off with an arrest.


~ BOOK REVIEW for Hasty ~

****(4) out of 5 stars!

Having read the prior book in this series, Feisty, I was not at all prepared to like Hasty.  She was described primarily as "Mallory's evil older sister," and pretty much came across as such.  This time around, we see things from Hasty's perspective, and get a real glimpse into her feelings and thought process.  She is, admittedly even, something of a witch; but, rather surprisingly, she does generally have good intentions.

As her world is turned upside down, and she is forced to face some hard truths about herself, Hasty actually begins to grow and mature.  Of course, there are a lot of stops and starts to her emotional journey; same as in her relationship with Ian.  But, eventually, the good begins to outweigh the bad in both what life has to offer her, as well as what she puts into and takes out of it.  

As always with an extended series, it is fun to see characters from the prior book(s), and learn what they are up to.  The players in this series are quite unique and noteworthy in their own way.  But they are really just background to the primary story between Hasty and Ian.

Actually, Ian himself doesn't play much of a role in the story until close to the end.  We do see him in fits and starts; and he provides some legal assistance to Hasty, a job when she needs one, etc.  But mostly he's not even around.  And although he is continually professing his attraction and devotion to Hasty, he keeps leaving the scene, from a few hours to a few months.  Their relationship supposedly continues to develop even in his absence, but we aren't really privy to any of that, so it is hard to follow and even harder to buy into.  Most of what we do see of Ian is good, although he does have his own insecure and immature moments.  I definitely wish we had seen more of him though.  

The writing, however, makes up for a lot of the flaws in the characters and storyline.  It was just extremely well done.  The tone and feel of this book was as different as night-and-day from Feisty.  The author did a remarkable job of expressing the voice of this character, and she was far less annoying than the last heroine.  I definitely want to read the first couple of books in the series in order to learn the stories of Fluffy and Perky, as well as get more of a feel for their characters.  

   I received a free eBook copy of this title from the author, 
and have willingly provided an honest review.


Ah, that tongue. His hands. He's a roamer. You know the type. The lover whose hands go everywhere, all the time, tracking and touching, consuming and cataloguing, not for data's sake but because they can't get enough. Ian's style demands my full attention, that my body be completely present, because he is.
He's fully here.
And as he presses me even closer to him, his erection makes it clear how full, indeed, he is.
For me.
I've dreamt about kissing Ian for longer than I care to admit, and the taste of him is better than I ever imagined. He's charmingly aggressive, until I feel electricity shooting through every nerve system in my body, skin on fire and pulse pounding against my skin, trying to climb into his body and twist into him until we're so tangled, we're hopelessly together.
One kiss. It takes one single kiss to do this to me.

Other Standalone Books in the Series:

Little Miss Perfect (FREE)




Buy links:

Amazon (all countries): https://geni.us/HastyAMZsm

Audiobook narrated by Erin Mallon – Coming Soon

Author Bio:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times bestsellers and more than 19 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her books have been translated into French and German, with more titles releasing in 2020 and beyond.

From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet 
(and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).

She lives in New England with her husband and three children 
where she is the only person in the household with the gene required 
to change empty toilet paper rolls.

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Monday, July 27, 2020

BOOK BLITZ & BOOK REVIEW for "Man Down (Rookie Rebels, #3)" by Kate Meader

Man Down
(Rookie Rebels, #3)
by Kate Meader
Publication date: July 28th, 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Gunnar Bond is broken. 
Three years ago, he lived through the car crash that took his wife and twins away from him—though “lived” barely describes his current state. Giving up professional hockey, going off grid, and drinking himself into oblivion are his coping mechanisms. Another is texting his dead wife about his days without her. Therapeutic? Doubtful. Crazy? Definitely. But those messages into the ether are virtually the only thing stopping him from spiraling to even darker places. 
Until someone texts back... 
Sadie Yates is losing it. 
Suddenly guardian to a little sister she doesn’t know and a misbehaving hound she’d rather not know at all, she’s had to upend her (sort of) glamorous life in LA and move back to Chicago. The nanny has quit, the money’s running out, and her job is on the line. The last thing she needs is her sister’s hockey camp counselor, a judgmental Viking type, telling her she sucks at this parenting lark. Thank the goddess for her sweet, sensitive, and—fingers crossed—sexy text buddy who always knows the right thing to say. In the same city at last, they can finally see if their online chemistry is mirrored in real life. She just needs to set up a meeting… 
A ruined man who claims to have used up all his love is surely a bad bet, but Sadie’s never been afraid of a challenge… even one that might shatter her heart into a million pieces.

~ BOOK REVIEW for Man Down ~

****(4) out of 5 stars!

The entire premise of this book was just so sad!  The start and end, literally, are both heart-wrenching!  It was all my sensitive soul could do to make it through this book.

There is definitely a lot of humor, affection and heat, as well as plenty of fun and good times, but there are also a huge amount of negative situations that impact the two main romantic leads, as well as some of the people around them.  

Sadie was an absolute gem of a person.  She was so positive, devoted, resourceful, and just plain nice.  She was really willing to do anything for the people she loved; and this went beyond her general propensity to act as a human door-mat.

And Gunnar was just the epitome of a tragic hero.  His back-story was almost more than I could bear.  Yet watching him slowly return to the land of the living was great to see.  He had such a capacity for love and affection that just needed to be expressed.

It was amazing when, where, why and how these two were able to get together.  They were definitely good for one another, despite all of the harm that they (mostly inadvertently) caused one another.  I was very happy to see them eventually work through all of the issues plaguing them, and especially for Gunnar to take the first steps toward getting the help he needed to deal with his grief in the best way possible.  

It was delightful to see so many familiar faces from the Rebels family of friends, and to get to know some of them a bit more or from a different perspective.  I adored Cooper, despite his propensity to make a monumental mess at the most inopportune times.

Basically, this was a great read, even with all of the tissues required.  Another wonderful addition to the Rookie Rebels series!  

I received a free eBook copy of this title from the author, 
and have willingly provided an honest review.


She smoothed the skirt of her dress, a cute shift style she’d cut from an old Vogue pattern and paired with a fun, sparkly belt. Placing her hand on the door handle, she grabbed her Kate Spade, gift from her friend Peyton, only to stall at hearing her phone buzz.
“Hold your horses, woman,” she muttered, expecting to see an all-caps text from Allegra. Instead it was from someone rather unexpected.
LonelyHeart: It’s cold and miserable, like me. How about you?
More than twenty-four hours later, he’d texted back! About the weather, but she’d take it.
Sadie: Sunny with a chance of more sun. Like me!
She cringed at her ridiculousness. Sadie: Sorry, just being a goof. What’s going on? Forehead slap. He’s mourning his wife, that’s what.
LonelyHeart: I’ve been thinking about the 9 million numbers and how it is you have this one number. Of all the numbers. This one that means something to me.
She had no idea what to say to that. Maybe it’s fate? The goddess? Maybelline?
The dots started up again and she let him finish his thought.
LonelyHeart: Maybe it means we’re supposed to be talking.
Sadie: I think so. It has to be a sign.
LonelyHeart: So you don’t think it’s weird?
What? Talking to a man who wished he was chatting with the deceased love of his life. Nah!
Sadie: No, not at all. You don’t have to say anything, but I wanted you to know I’m here if you need to talk.
LonelyHeart: Not much of a talker.
Sadie smiled. This man—and she was sure it was a man—was much more of a “talker” than he claimed.
Sadie: Yet you can’t shut up in those texts :) 
LonelyHeart: Kind of chatty when there’s only four wooden walls.
Sadie: You have me now.
She sent it before she had time to think about how it would sound. Presumptuous. Needy. A bridge too far.
Allegra: SADIE, WHERE ARE YOU??!!!
Damn. She waited for LonelyHeart to respond, worried she’d scared him off. Her phone rang with Allegra’s high-energy smile on the screen (Allegra had energy degrees for her smiles. This one was an eight.) Sadie let it go to voice mail. It seemed incredibly important that she wait for his response. Just a second, just one more second …
LonelyHeart: I should let you go. I’ll check in later if that’s okay.
Sadie’s heart thundered. Definitely. I’m dying to hear about the wooden walls. Are you Amish? But a user of phones? An Amish tech-lover?
LonelyHeart: No. I live in a cabin. In a forest.
Sadie: Like the Unabomber? I’m not really into revolutionary anarchy but I can tell a million jokes about it.
LonelyHeart: Jokes would be welcome during the revolution.
Sadie: Awesome! I’ll get my arsenal of bad puns ready. (Arsenal? Revolution? Get it?) Prepare to be entertained.
LonelyHeart: Is that your way of discouraging me from checking in? Because I’m not easily frightened.
Sadie: Wait until you hear my A material.

Author Bio: 
Originally from Ireland, USA Today bestselling author Kate Meader cut her romance reader teeth on Maeve Binchy and Jilly Cooper novels, with some Harlequins thrown in for variety. Give her tales about brooding mill owners, oversexed equestrians, and men who can rock an apron, a fire hose, or a hockey stick, and she's there. Now based in Chicago, she writes sexy contemporary romance with alpha heroes and strong heroines who can match their men quip for quip. 


Sunday, July 26, 2020

BOOK BLITZ for "Between the Pages" by Lauren Baker

Between the Pages
by Lauren Baker
Publication date: July 20th, 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Whatever possessed her to say yes? 
Emmy Flanagan never thought she’d be forced into a Faustian pact to stop her beloved bookstore being turned into a luxury residence. But when her landlord, multi-millionaire Eric Oswell, offers to postpone the eviction if she’s willing to go on a few dates with him, it’s either accept or see four years of hard work and dedication go up in smoke. 
The bad news is, he’s charming, well-read and irritatingly self-assured, and they spark off each other like two characters in a Lubitsch romcom. Which makes it very hard for her to resist the powerful physical attraction between them – even though she knows it’s a terrible idea. He woos her with classical concerts, nights at the opera, art exhibitions and a magical mystery Thanksgiving trip – but his deep-rooted trust issues and traumatic family secrets threaten to destroy their relationship before it’s had a chance to prove itself. 
Set in contemporary New York City, Between the Pages charts a fast-moving romance with explosive chemistry between two very different but equally driven people. It’s Lauren Baker’s second novel after Finding Home, co-written with New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Bonnie Dee.


They stepped out into challenging weather — the rain had picked up in intensity while they were dining, coupled with a buffeting wind that made even walking a few hundred yards unpleasant work. Eric was holding her close, and mellowed by the food, the drink, the music, Emmy leaned into his body, instinctively seeking the warmth radiating from him.
“This time, I’m not letting you go home alone in this godawful weather,” he said, steering her towards the car that pulled over at their level.
Emmy would’ve resisted, but her body betrayed her, too happy to spend longer wrapped in his warmth and to escape being lashed by the wind and drenched by the rain. The car was warm and spacious, its leather seats comfortable, the driver a silent presence behind a glass screen, while Eric was next to her, his arm now slipped behind her shoulder, in a loose familiar hug that neither threatened nor excluded further action.
He smelled masculine and enticing, with a hint of discreet cologne, and when she found herself inhaling deeply, he in turn pulled her in a little closer, until her head was on his shoulder and her whole body tingled with slow-burning arousal. It was both so very wrong and so perfectly right as they sped through the rain-soaked night, the city lights flickering in every puddle and wet surface they passed, the low hum of the engine lulling her into a sensual torpor.
The movement was almost imperceptible, but his hand was suddenly near her face, and his thumb brushed lightly against her full bottom lip, which sent unerring messages of lust through her body. His thumb stroked her mouth two, three times, before she parted her lips, and heard him draw a shuddering breath. Oh. Oh. He was at least as into this as her, clearly.
Next thing she knew his mouth was on hers, his hand sliding to the back of her head as he kissed her tentatively. His lips were warm, soft, and gentle on hers, the kiss light, but it set off a wave of desire rippling through her body, the strength of which shocked her. Eric was obviously holding himself in check — he was taking his time, dropping kisses from one corner of her mouth to the other, feather light touches that were unraveling her entirely. He tasted of bitter coffee and dark chocolate, and somehow these had just become the most delicious and exciting flavors in the world.
His tongue flickered out, sweeping against her lip, electric, and she couldn’t contain a whimper of raw need which in turn spurred him on, from tentative to more demanding, until she surrendered her mouth to him, and God, Eric Oswell could kiss.
He pulled her closer to him, chest to chest, her nipples erect and aching pressed against his solid frame, and she ran a hand up his shoulder and into his hair, fingertips cradling his head as the kiss deepened. His hands were stroking her neck and back, leaving trails of fire in their wake, and Emmy became aware of a deep throbbing need in her that was threatening to overwhelm her sanity. She wanted more, more of his insatiable mouth, more of his agile tongue, more of the masculine scent that was invading her senses.
When he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, drawing shaky breaths as they both tried to regain control of themselves, she realized she was trembling. Also, that the car had pulled over in what, upon close inspection, turned out to be her street. Time to call it before they hit the point of no return, and no matter how desperately she wanted him to come up to her apartment, there was absolutely no way she was going to ask him.

Author Bio: 
London based journalist with a sideline as a romance writer; also a prolific reader, and keen on all things fiction - on the page, the stage, the big screen and the small. Dreamer at heart.