Book Blitz & Giveaway: Sweet with Heat Series (Addison Cole)

Sweet with Heat: Seaside Summers features a group of fun, flirty, and emotional friends who gather each summer at their Cape Cod cottages. They’re sassy, flawed, and so easy to relate to, you’ll be begging to enter their circle of friends!

Sweet with Heat Series

by Addison Cole
Publication Date: June 14, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sweet Romance

Read, Write, Love at Seaside by Addison Cole is the sweet edition of New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster’s steamy romance novel Read, Write, Love. The stories and characters remain the same, and convey all of the passion you expect between two people in love, without any explicit scenes or harsh language.

In READ, WRITE, LOVE at SEASIDE…
Bestselling author Kurt Remington lives to write. He spends twelve hours a day in front of his computer, rarely leaving the seclusion of his beach-front property, where he’s come to finish his latest thriller — that is, until free-spirited Leanna Bray nearly drowns in the ocean trying to save her dog. Kurt’s best-laid plans are shot to hell when he comes to their rescue. Kurt’s as irritated as he is intrigued by the sexy, hot mess of a woman who lives life on a whim, forgets everything, and doesn’t even know the definition of the word organized.

Leanna’s come to the Cape hoping to find a fulfilling career in the jam-making business, and until she figures out her own life, a man is not on the menu. But Leanna can’t get the six-two, deliciously muscled and tragically neat Kurt out of her mind. She tells herself she’s just stopping by to say thank you, but the heart-warming afternoon sparks an emotional and unexpectedly sweet ride as Kurt and Leanna test the powers of Chemistry 101: Opposites Attract.

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Dreaming at Seaside is the sweet edition of New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster’s steamy romance novel Seaside Dreams. The stories and characters remain the same, and convey all of the passion you expect between two people in love, without any explicit scenes or harsh language.

In DREAMING at SEASIDE…
Bella Abbascia has returned to Seaside Cottages in Wellfleet, Massachusetts, as she does every summer. Only this year, Bella has more on her mind than sunbathing and skinny-dipping with her girlfriends. She’s quit her job, put her house on the market, and sworn off relationships while she builds a new life in her favorite place on earth. That is, until good-time Bella’s prank takes a bad turn and a handsome police officer appears on the scene.

Single father and police officer Caden Grant left Boston with his fourteen-year-old son, Evan, after his partner was killed in the line of duty. He hopes to find a safer life in the small resort town of Wellfleet, and when he meets Bella during a night patrol shift, he realizes he’s found the one thing he’d never allowed himself to hope for—or even realized he was missing.

After fourteen years of focusing solely on his son, Caden cannot resist the intense attraction he feels toward beautiful Bella, and Bella’s powerless to fight the heat of their budding romance. But starting over proves more difficult than either of them imagined, and when Evan gets mixed up with the wrong kids, Caden’s loyalty is put to the test. Will he give up everything to protect his son—even Bella?

About Addison Cole

Addison Cole is the sweet alter ego of New York Times and USA Today bestselling and award-winning author Melissa Foster. She writes humorous and emotional sweet contemporary romance. Her books do not include explicit sex scenes or harsh language. Addison spends her summers on Cape Cod, where she dreams up wonderful love stories in her house overlooking Cape Cod Bay.

Addison enjoys discussing her books with book clubs and reader groups and welcomes an invitation to your event.

Addison’s books are available in paperback, digital, and audio formats.

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Book Blitz & Giveaway: Setting Off Sparks (Jennifer Bernard)

Setting Off Sparks

A Jupiter Point Novel
by Jennifer Bernard
Publication Date: June 13, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Bernard returns to the town readers are falling in love with…

In one fiery moment, Finn Abrams went from cocksure firefighter to scarred survivor. Now all he wants is to put his life together again, get back on a hotshot crew, and figure out exactly what happened to him during the Big Canyon burnover. He never expected to be knocked off his feet by a gorgeous, no-nonsense stranger to Jupiter Point—the one woman who seems completely immune to his famous charm.

Coolly practical, Lisa Peretti knows she won’t be in Jupiter Point for long. As an ER nurse in Houston, she helped a friend escape a dangerous situation. Now she’s hiding out in the little town, determined to keep a low profile. The last thing she needs is attention, especially in the form of the tabloid-starring, actress-dating, too-sexy-for-his-own-good Finn Abrams.

Still, Lisa can’t resist someone who needs her help. As long as she can keep her distance, working with the local hero as he recovers from his burns should be no problem, right?

Wrong. When danger follows Lisa to Jupiter Point, she’s startled to find Finn ready, willing, and more than able to come to her rescue. Add to that a meddling movie crew, some kindhearted locals, and her own unruly heart, and Lisa quickly loses any shot at keeping her feelings under cover.

Fire season in Jupiter Point is always smokin’ hot…but this time it’s going to be Setting Off Sparks.

Excerpt

“I’m insanely attracted to you, Lisa. And unless I’m crazy, you’re attracted to me too.”

She bit her lip. Too bad she was such a bad liar. If she tried to deny it, he’d know in a flash. He could already read her so well. “Yes,” she admitted. “Fine, I’m attracted to you. You’re attractive. There’s chemistry. Sparks. And of course I feel them. I’m a nurse, not a nun.”

He studied her face intently. “Then what are you afraid of? It’s not the scars. They don’t bother you. We’re not in some kind of real professional setting with rules. No one’s going to care if we kiss.”

If we kiss.

The idea set off wild sparks in every direction. Kiss Finn? Oh yes. Her body was practically throwing a party at the thought. Her nipples tightened, liquid heat spread through her lower body. She imagined his sexy mouth pressed against hers, his scruff scraping against her soft skin. Her tongue tingled. She pressed it to the roof of her mouth.

This was crazy. She shook her head to break the spell.

Her practical side took over. Kissing Finn would be just like kissing anyone else. Anti-climactic. After all, kissing was tricky. It was so easy to overdo it. To be honest, kissing had never lived up to her expectations. Not once. In her opinion, it was an extremely overrated activity.

Yes, that was it! The answer came like a flashing neon sign. If she kissed Finn, she could shake this silly attraction-slash-crush she was developing. If he was at all slobbery or over-eager or clumsy with his kiss, she’d be over him—just like that.

And really, the chances were good that she’d find something to object to. The last time she’d kissed someone—a doctor she’d dated briefly—all kinds of thoughts had wandered through her head. I don’t like how his teeth feel. Did I get Mrs. Carter her meds yet? What’s the world record for longest kiss? What about shortest? Can we go for that?

Kissing Finn was the perfect solution.

“What’s going on in that brain of yours?” Finn asked, amusement curving his lips. She took in the scruff around his mouth. It would probably scrape her skin and break the mood. He still looked tired from his red-eye flight. This was the perfect moment; the kiss would suck, and she could forget about Finn.

“I was just…thinking…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she drew in a long breath and dove in. Bad kiss coming up.

Her lips met his. His breath is so sweet. That was her first thought. And then, Sweet mercy, that feels good.

And then, oh crap. Big miscalculation.

About Jennifer Bernard

Jennifer Bernard is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance. Her books have been called “an irresistible reading experience” full of “quick wit and sizzling love scenes.” A graduate of Harvard and former news promo producer, she left big city life in Los Angeles for true love in Alaska, where she now lives with her husband and stepdaughters. She still hasn’t adjusted to the cold, so most often she can be found huddling with her laptop and a cup of tea. No stranger to book success, she also writes erotic romance under the name Juniper Bell.

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Soothsayer (Cari Z.)

Title:  Soothsayer

Author: Cari Z

Publisher:  NineStar Press

Release Date: January 30

Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 68200

Genre: Romance, Action, urban fantasy, magic, magic user, psychic/soothsayer, myth/folklore, mafia, reunited, road trip, spirits, posession

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Synopsis

Cillian Kelly can look into people’s eyes and see their fates. He’s running from a past filled with mistakes, lying low and selling his services on the sly. When he learns that Sören Egilsson, a man who sacrificed himself so Cillian could escape imprisonment two years ago, is somehow still alive, Cillian has to find out how. What he gets is the body of the man he loves possessed by an ancient spirit who draws Cillian into a battle to the death for the right to control Sören’s fate, and the power that comes with it.

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Soothsayer
Cari Z © 2017
All Rights Reserved

My phone buzzed, interrupting my musing. I frowned as I pulled it out of my jacket pocket. Only a dozen people had this number, and I wasn’t expecting to talk to any of them any time soon. I unlocked it and looked at my new message.

Move ten paces to the right.

My feet were moving even before my brain caught up, obedience was so instinctual. Two seconds later, I was out of the mouth of the alley, and three seconds after that, a beat-up silver sedan coming down the road was clipped by a delivery van and veered straight into the corner of the building. It wasn’t moving fast, thankfully, but the crash was plenty loud, especially since I was just a few feet away from the point of impact.

A memory flashed through my mind, one of my personal rare and painful gems. I was in the backseat of an old Lincoln, and I was very small. My feet wouldn’t have touched the floor even if I hadn’t had my knees squished to my chest, and my face was pressed to the knobby joints so hard they were leaving red blotches on my cheeks. The man driving was on a phone—an old-school cell phone, clunky in his hand, distracting. He wasn’t paying attention, but I knew the moment before the car was hit and covered my head with my hands, so when I went flying into the door, it didn’t hurt as much. Metal crunched, and bright spots flashed across the darkness behind my eyelids as the car spun and spun…

I shook my head and took a deep breath, focusing on the present. The van hadn’t stopped, but I didn’t bother trying to catch its license plate number―there were plenty of people exclaiming and getting on their phones. I headed over to the driver’s side and opened the door, but didn’t reach in to touch the woman who had been driving. She was moving under her own power, picking her head up off the remains of her airbag and whimpering softly. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…”

“It’s all right,” I said gently. I might not be a martyr, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t feel compassion for another person, especially one who’d just been thrown into a wall. “You’re okay. Just a little accident. There’s an ambulance coming to help you.” I could already hear it in the distance. We were only a few blocks from a major hospital. “Can you look at me for a moment?” She blearily turned, and as soon as our eyes met, I sighed and backed out of the way. One of the employees at the auto-painting store took my place, and a second later—bam. The fucking Ace of Cups moment. Who found true love as a result of a car accident? This wasn’t exactly the heartwarming scene I’d envisioned getting me through the day earlier.

“Are you all right?” the newcomer asked frantically. “What’s your name? I’m Felix. I’m gonna stay with you until the ambulance gets here, okay? Oh Jesus, are you all right?”

“I’m…I think so?” the woman said, her voice gaining a little bit of strength. “I’m Paula.”

“Paula, hey.” He smiled at her, and she smiled back. I rolled my eyes. “Nice to meet you.”

For fuck’s sake. Well, at least the settlement from the trucking company would give them a nice nest egg to get their new place together. I turned away and walked to the end of the block before getting out my phone again and making a call.

She picked up on the second ring. “Hi, baby.”

“What, you can see me getting smeared across a wall, but you don’t bother to let me know about having a gun pulled on me?”

“Cillian.” My mother sounded half apologetic, half resigned. “You know it doesn’t work like that.”

Yes, fine, I did know that, but I didn’t feel like being reasonable right now. “So you didn’t see that this morning, then?”

“Did you need me to see it?”

I wasn’t about to go down the self-sufficiency road with her. It meant a surefire argument, and I was still buzzing with adrenalin from being so close to the car crash.

“No,” I said flatly. “I guess not.”

* Interview With Cari Z *

Q: If you could travel forward or backward in time, where would you go and why?

I’d love to see some dinosaurs in the flesh. From, like, a looong ways away. A long, looong ways. Actually, I’ll need to go to the future first and get an environmentally-sealed spaceship, and then go into the past and look at dinosaurs. Safety first.

Q: We’ve all got a little voyeurism in us right?  If you could be a fly on the wall during an intimate encounter between two characters, not your own, who would they be?

Alexander the Great and Hephaestion! Oh wait, do they have to be imaginary? Achilles and Patroclus then!

Q: If I were snooping around your kitchen and looked in your refrigerator right now, what would I find?

Way too many salad dressings. Seriously, it takes a village to make that stuff enticing night after night.

Q: If you could be a superhero, what would you want your superpowers to be?

Oh my gosh, I’ve written a whole superhero series that answers this very question! I’m tempted to say I’d want to be completely invulnerable, like my hero Freight Train, but the problem is he could never turn in off. Invulnerable…and untouchable. I like touch, touch is good. I’d go crazy. Hmm…if not that, then I’d like to be able to shapeshift into a cat. Cats are awesome.

Q: If you could trade places with one of your characters, who would it be and why?

As awful as I’ve made a lot of his life, I’d like to be in Cillian Kelly’s shoes for a while. His power is intriguing, and he’s definitely got an interesting home life right now. Plus, there’s a puppy.

Q: If you could sequester yourself for a week somewhere and just focus on your writing, where would you go and what would the environment be like?

I’d go somewhere with beautiful mountains, comfortable chairs, copious coffee and a knife-throwing target that I could use without my neighbors coming over to see if I’m having a breakdown.

Q: What’s the one thing, you can’t live without?

Air. Super useful. Less practically, my husband. I’ve been dragging him along with me or tagging along after him for so long, I wouldn’t be able to breathe without him. Actually, yeah, he’s more important than air.

Q: What internet site do you surf to the most?

AO3. I’m an unabashed lover of fanfic.

Q: If you had your own talk show, who would your first three author guests be and why?

My talk show would have to be a radio show, because omg, face to face in front of cameras? Not happening! I’d want to talk to JK Rowling, Ilona Andrews and Jordan L. Hawk. I love their books, I love speculative fic, and they all seem like interesting people (I’ve actually met Ilona and Jordan before, and they’re both awesome).

Q: When you got your very first manuscript acceptance letter, what was your initial reaction and who was the first person you told?

I was supersonically excited! Bats flocked to me, thinking I’d found a nice, juicy swarm of mosquitoes. I then lowered my vocal register and told my husband, who was very happy for me.

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Meet the Author

Cari Z. is a Colorado girl who loves snow and sunshine. She writes award-winning LGBTQ fiction featuring aliens, supervillains, soothsayers, and even normal people sometimes.

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1/30     Hearts On Fire Reviews

1/30     On Top Down Under

1/31     Love Bytes

1/31     Out Of My Head

1/31     Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words

2/1       Slashsessed

2/1       Stories That Make You Smile

2/1       Book Lovers 4Ever

2/2       Happily Ever Chapter

2/2       Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

2/3       The Novel Approach

2/3       We Three Queens

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