Friday, March 30, 2018

PS I Hate You release and review!






















Dear Isaiah,

Eight months ago, you were just a soldier about to be deployed and I was just a waitress, sneaking you free pancakes and hoping you wouldn’t notice that my gaze was lingering a little too long.

But you did notice.

We spent a “week of Saturdays” together before you left, and we said goodbye on day eight, exchanging addresses at the last minute.

I saved every letter you ever sent, your words quickly becoming my religion.

But you went radio silent on me months ago, and then you had the audacity to walk into my diner yesterday and act like you’d never seen me in your life.

To think … I almost loved you and your beautifully complicated soul.

Almost.

Whatever your reason is—I hope it’s a good one.

Maritza the Waitress

PS – I hate you, and this time … I mean it.






There’s no denying something’s there, something that makes my heart trot when he looks at me, something that makes me slick on an extra coat of lip balm or an extra spritz of perfume before dashing out the door to meet him.
And while I’m the one who made the rules—no romance and only honesty at all times—I’m the one who can’t stop thinking about what would happen if we broke one of them.
Only problem is, I have zero idea if he’s thinking what I’m thinking. He’s so even-keeled and emotionally guarded, but they say actions speak louder than words and the fact that he’s here, spending time with me doing stupid shit has to count for something … right?
“Why are you staring like that?” Isaiah asks when he turns around.
My cheeks warm. I’d been spacing off. “No reason.”
“Bullshit. You can’t lie, remember? Tell me what you were thinking about.” His lips draw into a playful smirk, and I can’t decide if I like his mysterious side or his spirited side best. It’s like trying to choose between white chocolate and milk chocolate, which are both delicious in their own ways.
“You don’t want to know.”
And I’m serious. He doesn’t want to know that I’m thinking about him in a way that I was determined not to. Besides, he’s leaving in a few days. There’s no point in ruining the rest of our time together by making this situation unnecessarily complicated.
“Try me,” he says, his stare boring into me. Something tells me he’s not going to let this go.
Giving myself a moment, I gather my thoughts and nibble on my lower lip. “I was just thinking about connections.”
“Connections?” His hands rest on his hips, his shoulders parallel with mine. I have his full, undivided attention.
“I was just thinking about how I hardly know you, but I feel connected to you,” I say, cringing on the inside but fully embracing the discomfiture of this conversation.
He says nothing, which doesn’t make this moment any less awkward for the both of us.
“You asked!” I remind him, throwing my hands up.
Another moment passes, the two of us lingering next to some hairy elephant-looking creature with a long-as-hell scientific name as a group of children runs past us.
“Now I want to know what you’re thinking about.” I nudge his arm. “It’s only fair.”
He smirks, then it fades, and he gazes into the distance. It’s like there’s something on the tip of his tongue, but if I push or prod too much, he’ll never share it.
“Nothing, Maritza. I was thinking about nothing.”
I don’t buy it, but I don’t press any further. I want to burn this awkward moment into a pile of ash and move on.
“Are you going to remember me after this week?” I ask after a bout of silence.
His golden irises glint as his eyes narrow in my direction. “What kind of question is that?”
“A legit one,” I say. “Will you remember me? Or am I always just going to be that waitress girl that you hung out with for a week?”
“Don’t think I could forget you if I tried.” He speaks in such a way that I’m not sure if what he’s saying is a good thing or a bad thing. “Can I be honest right now?”
“You must. It’s a requirement.”
Isaiah’s tongue grazes his full lips for a quick second and he holds my gaze for what feels like forever. “I don’t want to make this any more confusing for either of us, but I feel like kissing you right now.”
I fight a smile. I don’t want to smile. I want to scoff at him and tell him to stop being such a hypocrite.
But that’s only half of me.
The other half of me wants him to kiss me, wants his hands in my hair and his taste on my tongue just one more time because we’ll never have this moment again and once it’s gone, it’s gone forever.


















MY 5 STAR REVIEW!!
I am IN LOVE with Winter Renshaw; this book solidified it for me. I read Absinthe and The rebound, and this book made her one of my auto click authors. I loved the synopsis, it really hooked me in, and I wanted to find out what this story was all about. This book had it all and then some. It’s just what I needed. It was sexy and sweet- and I’d say a little bit of friends to lovers.

Isaiah and Maritza couldn’t stand each other. She is a very outgoing, cheerful fun loving person. He is more closed off, and to me- was quite lonely. In just one week after meeting- Isaiah was to return to Afghanistan. Maritza wasn’t ready for their time to end, so she suggested a week of Saturdays, where every day is like a Saturday, and they had to do something fun/different for those days. I really enjoyed Maritza so much! It starts off as the distraction between the two of them and then ultimately friendship and without really knowing it, they start to fall for one another.

I loved the letters they wrote each other when they were apart. And I loved the twist. Some might say it was a little rushed at the end, but I ultimately got my happy ending, and I just love her writing- so she has a forever reader in me!









Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon bestselling author Winter Renshaw is a bona fide daydream believer. She lives somewhere in the middle of the USA and can rarely be seen without her trusty Mead notebook and ultra portable laptop. When she’s not writing, she’s living the American dream with her husband, three kids, and the laziest puggle this side of the Mississippi.




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Avalanche release and review!!

Title: Avalanche
Series: Bearpaw Resort #1
Author: Cambria Hebert
Genre: Contemporary/Second Chance/Sports Romance
Release Date: March 26, 2018
Don’t get caught in the surge.
Through a bullet hole in a wall, I watch a man bleed to death.
Those responsible think their crime died with the victim, until I identify them.
What’s a girl to do when she’s being hunted by murderers
witness protection can’t even stop?
Run.
My only refuge is a place I vowed to never go again.
When it’s do or die, an eight-year-old heartache suddenly seems trivial.
Besides, he won’t be there anyway.
But he is.
Turns out my old pain feels brand new the second his eyes meet mine.
I can’t leave. I can’t stay.
This snowy town that’s supposed to be my shelter
suddenly exposes me more than before.
With no one else to lean on, Liam becomes my lifeline.
Now we’re both running for our lives,
trying not to get swept away.




MY FOUR STAR REVIEW!!


Avalanche is a contemporary romance novel written by one of my auto click authors, Cambria Hebert. This is the first in what looks like a series called BearPaw Resort. I can’t wait to read more. This story is told from different POV’s which I love- Bellamy and Liam

Bellamy witnesses something that she never should have seen in the first place and a year later she is in the witness protection program. But apparently her safe house was not so safe, and some bad guys are out to get her. She makes her way to BearPaw resort, a fond place she remembers of going with her father a long time ago, with only the clothes on her back. She doesn’t think anyone will find her here because the last time she was there- she was a child and it was only for a short time. Even though this was a place she did not ever want to return to, she didn’t have much of a choice.

She knew that inevitably she would run into Liam, someone from her past that can be described as the one that got away. But he was also the one that broke her heart. When they meet again- it seems like they just pick up where they left off, and now that they are both adults- the chemistry is off the charts. Only Bellamy wants to keep her secret of being hunted away from Liam. And Liam actually has some secrets of his own as well.

I really enjoyed this book- it was a second chance romance- and it also had suspense which I really like. I can’t wait for more in this series- its absolutely fabulous and Cambria at her best!








Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than forty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.
Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of birds (including chickens). You can often find her painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her Chihuahuas (the real rulers of the house).
Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. She has also written romantic suspense, science fiction, and most recently male/male romance. Her favorite genre to read and write is contemporary romance. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, GearShark Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.
Recent awards include: Author of the Year, Best contemporary series (The Hashtag Series), Best contemporary book of the year, Best book trailer of the year, Best contemporary lead, Best contemporary book cover of the year. In addition, her most recognized title, #Nerd was listed at Buzzfeed.com as a top fifty summer romance read.
Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.
You can find out more about Cambria and her titles by visiting her website: http://www.cambriahebert.com
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Monday, March 19, 2018

Dating in the Dark release!!


Today we have the release blitz for DATING IN THE DARK by Alexandria Bishop! Check it out and grab your copy today!

 
 

About DATING IN THE DARK

Speed dating. With a stranger. In the dark. As if dating isn't hard enough already, why not add in a whole new challenge. According to Tinley's very pregnant sister, and best friend, binging on Netflix, wine, and cupcakes won't lead to her happily ever after. What do they know? Four courses. Four dates. Four very unwelcome, and unwanted courses. An appetizer, salad, dinner, and dessert. Every last one ends in disaster. Except date number four. Dessert has always been Tinley's favorite. He's a complete mystery, and she can't seem to stop thinking about him. Whoever he is. Falling in love wasn't on her radar but that might be what's happening between her and mystery date number four.

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Excerpt

"Whatever, just hand me what you have, and I'll try it all on." She reaches for the huge pile from Tara's hands. "Happy now?"   "Yep. Now get your cute butt into that fitting room and model everything for me."   With a huff, Tinley throws the pile of clothes over her shoulder and trudges her way over. She doesn't see an employee in sight when the rooms come into view and hopes she doesn't need a key to get in. She'd rather not have to drag herself all over the store with this ridiculous pile of clothing. She tries the first door in front of her, and of course, it's locked.   The doors go all the way to the floor, so there's no way she can slide her body underneath even if she wanted to.   She starts to walk back out into the store when she spots a door slightly ajar at the end of the hallway. She shuffles past all the other rooms and pushes the door wide open. For a split second, she has that awkward panic moment-her feet glued to their spot on the floor and a look of horror on her face. She can't look away, but what's in front of her is absolutely terrifying.   The woman screams, which finally pulls Tinley out of her daze. She slams the door shut, the clothes tumble from her hands, and she hightails it out of there. She doesn't even stop to tell Tara she's leaving as she speed walks by her. The only thing on her mind is getting out of this store as fast as humanly possible without making a scene.   As soon as Tinley steps foot out of the store, someone pulls on her arm and whips her around. "What just happened? Why did you leave?"

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SINKING IN THE SHADOWS Coming April 20th!

 

LOVING IN THE LIGHT Coming July 16th!

 

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About Alexandria Bishop

Born on a small southeastern island in Alaska and raised in southern Oregon, Alexandria Bishop is a PNW girl at heart. By day, she goes to battle with a tiny dictator aka her toddler and by night, she can be found typing ALL the words of her contemporary romance novels accompanied by a glass of wine or two ;) When she's not in mommy or author mode, she can be found drinking copious amounts of cold brew coffee, bingeing her latest obsession on Netflix, or attending concerts of her favorite pop-punk bands. She loves hearing from her readers and you can find her on social media here:

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Sinner promo!!

   

SINNER by Sierra Simone

Release Date: March 15th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs
                           

SINNER is NOW AVAILABLE!

                       

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Blurb
I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance.
What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18.
They have words for men like me—playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser.
My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me.
Sinner.
 
***Sinner is a standalone companion to Priest about Father Bell's brother Sean. You do not have to read Priest or Midnight Mass to read Sinner.***
                   
EXCERPT
“Zenny,” I mumble against her lips, some valiant part of me recognizing that this is far, far beyond the kiss she asked for, and also recognizing that I’m going to come all over the inside of my Hugo Boss suit pants if she keeps it up. Even through the clothes, I can feel her heat, her shameless rolls hinting at where she goes soft and wet between her legs.
Fuck, I want to see it. I want to see her pussy. It’s suddenly all I can think about, all I can want or crave, just one glimpse, just a peek.
“I want to see your cunt,” I say hoarsely, lifting my head.
“My…cunt?” She says the word like she’s never said it out loud before.
“Yeah.” My voice is so ragged right now, so desperate, and fuck, I’ve never felt this frantic before. Like I’ll actually combust if I don’t get this one thing, this one small sight of her secret place.
She lets out a shaky breath, her hand dropping from my lapel to her skirt, which she slowly rucks up to her waist as I devour her lips once more, as I bury my face in her neck and kiss every sliver of skin exposed above her collar. I bite at her ear, at her jaw, my hand finding hers as it pulls her skirt up, so that I’m helping her do it, that we’re doing it together, this forbidden act, this forbidden revelation.
Her forbidden body.
That word, forbidden, spikes through my mind, bringing with it equal spikes of lust and fear. Because yes, it’s fucking hot that I shouldn’t be kissing her, I shouldn’t be begging to see her most secret place, my hand shouldn’t be covering hers as it slides up her thigh—but it’s also bad. Bad even for Sean Bell.
Bad, bad, bad.
                   
About the Author:
Sierra Simone is a USA Today Bestselling former librarian (who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk.) She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City
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