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<strong>Elephant</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 29th 2020</div>
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Genres: Contemporary, Young Adult</div>
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Summer of 2006. Four childhood best friends. A family secret.</div>
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After a strange encounter leaves him hospitalized, a timid teenage boy named Matt “Matty” Smith comes home to a continuous series of events met with anxiety, depression, and PTSD.</div>
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Under the guardianship of his grandma, Lucia, Matt lives with unspoken questions about his grandfather and parents. The elephant in the room. As Matt develops over the summer, the secrets only grow more profound and complex. Will the answers ever come? While searching for answers, Matt and his three childhood best friends encounter the meanings of love, forgiveness, and fate.</div>
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<strong>“SO MUCH FOR ‘I’M ON A DIET.’”</strong></div>
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Derek stuffed another soy sauce-loaded Italian meatball into his mouth.</div>
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“Shut up, midget!” Jamie retorted and set another pepperoni sausage olive pizza slice onto her plate.</div>
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“That’s so rude.” Lisa shoved a spoonful of chicken manicotti into her mouth. “You’re like calling her fat.”</div>
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“<em>She’s</em> the one who’s always saying, ‘I’m so fat! I’m so fat! Guys do I look fat or <em>phat</em>?!”</div>
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“Oh,” Lucia chuckled, “neither one of you needs to lose weight. In all honesty, you can all gain a few pounds.”</div>
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She peered at Jamie, who smiled. “Thanks.” It was in the eyes.</div>
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“Well.” Matt chewed off his last bite of a sweet and spicy boneless chicken wing from the sticky orange sauce on his fingers. “Who’s next?”</div>
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“Mine.” Jamie handed over a sealed envelope. On the front, “MATTY” was handwritten in bold navy-blue ink.</div>
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“Thanks.” As soon as their hands brushed, a shock of electricity ran through his body. “Uh, thanks.” It was all he had thought of—that spark between them and taking an extra look at Jamie; her eyes were still on him like a hawk’s.</div>
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Everyone sat at the edge of their dining chairs. Lucia took a sip from her glass of red wine, as she leveled up the digital camera in the other hand (mad pro skills). Matt glanced at their eager faces, although Derek’s big ol’ goofy grin held his attention for a moment longer. The boy sure had some crooked ass teeth, to be truthful. It was also unsettling that Derek’s grin grew wider like a mannequin in a window display and not the pretty looking ones either; more of the Stepford wives with clown makeup and pumped lips and cheekbones.</div>
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Matt opened the envelope and into his hands spilled two gift cards: Tillys, and iTunes. For some reason, he sighed with relief.</div>
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“See.” Jamie leaned back in her chair. “I can follow your crazy, ‘Only gift cards’ rule. We all remember <em>last year</em>.”</div>
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Lucia snorted and covered her mouth to prevent the wine from spilling out. But a few splashes sputtered through her nostrils.</div>
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“Yeah,” Lisa added on, “those clothes were all baggy in the wrong places.”</div>
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“You looked like a damn hobo!” Derek cackled.</div>
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“Thanks, Jam,” Matt said with a bit overzealous smile.</div>
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<em>Shit</em>, he thought to himself. <em>Motherfuckin’ shit</em>.</div>
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He turned away and placed her gift on the small pile: gift cards Derek got him for <em>Chick’s Sporting Goods</em> and <em>Best Buy</em> with <em>Target</em> and <em>Starbucks</em> gift cards Lisa got him.</div>
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“Thank you…”</div>
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“Anytime, Matty.” And that time, Jamie smiled back. Holy, moly! She had pretty little teeth too.</div>
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“I’m done!” Derek backed up his chair and unbuttoned his Levis to air out his potbelly. That was when Jamie broke focus with Matt.</div>
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“Derek—put that thing away!” she screeched.</div>
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“Mini Buddha’s belly!” Lisa chanted and wiggled her arms over her head like a gorilla.</div>
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“Derek…”</div>
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“Sorry, Lucia.” He scooted his chair back in, which gave the floor a few squeaks, so the red tablecloth concealed his stomach—his VERY pale, sole patched, Buddha’s belly.</div>
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“Well, I don’t know about you four but I’m <em>tired</em>.” Lucia swayed to her feet; her fingers went white as she clutched a hold of her glass. Matt eyed that second empty wine glass like it would come alive. “I’ll see you all.”</div>
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“Wait,” Derek interjected. “Aren’t we supposed to—”</div>
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“SHHHHH…”</div>
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They had their fingers pressed to their lips. Jamie and Lisa even glowered his way. Matt’s eyes broadened with horror, as his head drooped closer to the table. It was done, all over.</div>
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Clueless at first, Derek’s eyes shot wide open as though struck by lightning. “<em>OH</em>—”</div>
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“<em>SHHHHH</em>!”</div>
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“Matt,” Lucia said, her speech troublesome. “is this…”</div>
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The pieces of confetti on the table were shinier than ever. Matt rolled one of them between his thumb and middle finger. The confetti was a lustrous blue circle, although it felt like blazing hot fire. The creators of confetti had it all wrong. They should have been red—a mighty, burning passionless red.</div>
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“Matt…”</div>
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“I want you to…” On that last deep breath, he looked up at his grandma. “We’re going to the cemetery—”</div>
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“Goodnight, Matt—”</div>
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“Why don’t you ever want to talk about <em>it</em>?!”</div>
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Jamie, Derek, and Lisa moved robotically. The lower halves of their bodies went paralyzed, as their eyes rolled side to side to catch glimpses of each other and the Smiths. By now, Matt was on his feet, his fists planted on the table. The tablecloth was scrunched up as he leaned forward, steadying his balance on his elbows. His pulse raced throughout his body, rigid as stone and hot as lava.</div>
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“Why can’t you let it go,” he pled unintentionally. “I did.”</div>
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“Matt, I’m very…” Her back was to them. Lucia lingered in the dining room archway, but by the sniffles and refusal to turn around, it was obvious. She did everything she could to cover up the waterworks; she even tugged at her sleeve (long sleeves shirts were all she ever wore). “I’m very tired. I’ll see you in the morning.”</div>
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Off her glance, she was gone. Her red sea of swimming pool-eyes was no longer in their sight. His sight.</div>
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Jamie, Derek, and Lisa averted their attention away from Matt. Suddenly, he felt…funny. Something seemed to boil at the pit of his stomach. Whatever it was, it shot up to his chest and formed a sour taste in the back of his mouth, like he had just eaten something spoiled, weeks after its expiration date.</div>
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“Matty…”</div>
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Her fingers drifted over his fist like a cloak. Matt’s fingers unfolded, but he refused to look at her. It was obvious—the strain and worry look in her eyes, as she caressed his hand. His shoulders shot up, about an inch from touching his earlobes. The twinge of sorrow prolonged in his eyes and strengthened the veins to pop right out; red, so very red from the haggardness and stress, all from another wasted amount of energy from a big waste of time. <em>Every year</em>, he thought to himself.<em> Every year on my birthday</em>.<br />
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<b>Author Bio:</b></div>
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<b>Natalie Rodriguez</b> is an award-winning writer, director, and mental health and anti-violence/trauma advocate based in Los Angeles, CA. In 2014, she graduated from California State University, Fullerton with a Bachelor of Arts in Radio-Television-Film. Her first experience in entertainment was an internship at the Conan O'Brien show and Peter Guber's Mandalay Pictures, where she worked at the offices of producers, Matthew Rhodes ("Cherry," "Men in Black: International") and Academy Award-winner, Cathy Schulman ("Sharp Objects," "Crash").</div>
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Natalie was also a panelist at events, including Google, Hispanicize, and YouTube, where she has shared her story as a writer, filmmaker, and a female working in the entertainment industry. Some of her previous writing work can be found in publications such as the HuffPost Blog, Thrive Global, Anxiety Resource Center, Opposing Views, NowThis News, Zooey Deschanel's Hello Giggles, The Mighty, and more.</div>
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In 2017, she founded her production company, Extraordinary Pictures, focusing on both films, television, digital series, and social issue projects. The company has a list of projects in its roaster, including development on a TV sitcom, "The D," which placed in top-ten for best comedy screenplays at Stage 32. At the moment, Natalie's second directorial feature film, "Howard Original," is in post-production and set for an August 2020 release date on YouTube Premium. The film is based on the award-winning short film about a washed-up screenwriter named Howard, who encounters more than just selling a story, a studio rejection, and writer's block when his pet cat comes to life.</div>
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Natalie's directorial feature film, "The Extraordinary Ordinary," which she also wrote, produced, and was the executive producer on, is making its round through the festival circuit. The film deals with young adults, mental health awareness, and the aftermath of trauma. The film won 'Best Film About Women's Empowerment' at the Glendale International Film Festival and scored nominations in Best Director, Best Female Director, and Best Picture. The film also had a sold-out world premiere screening at the Los Angeles Diversity Film Festival (LADFF), winning 'Best Performance' by the leading actress, Maddison Bullock. Further details on the project can be found @theextraordfilm, including recent film festival awards and nominations.</div>
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Her other screenplays and films have also been featured and placed in the final rounds at HollyShorts Film Festival, NALIP: Latino Lens Film Festival, ShortsTV, Stage 32: Comedy Screenplay, Beverly Hills Film Festival, Culver City Film Festival, Indie Night Film Festival, Hollywood Screenplay Contest, Table Read My Screenplay - Austin Film Festival, and others.</div>
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Natalie was most recently an ambassador for Jen Zeano Designs (JZD), a clothing company in association with USA Networks. While she continues to build her creative background, Natalie is always open to collaborating with other artists and advocates. Currently, she awaits the publication of her first young adult novel this April 2020, "Elephant," a story about four childhood best friends who uncover a family secret. The book was also a finalist at Clare Books' the Binge-Watching Cure II contest for 'Best Novel.'.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hermosa Beach seems to be the place for throwing together unlikely
opposites.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">My rooster Rowdy and his new crush, Pixy the goat. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But unlike Rowdy and Pixy, there’s no way I’m going to fall
for David Strickland.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Nope. Not gonna happen. I could never be with a man so
completely opposed to everything I believe . . . no matter how hot he is.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">There couldn’t be two people more different than the
beautiful little tree hugger and rooster rescuer Heather and me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We can’t agree on anything, except that we disagree on
everything—some times more heatedly than other times. And believe me, things
are starting to heat up between us, in more ways than one. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">She's the last thing I expected to find at an animal shelter
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">She was the fruit of a forbidden tree, but nothing in this
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">My name is Dylan Murphy, and I work for the rich and
powerful of an exclusive Manhattan building. Graham Morgan was my first boss,
but soon after I was working with some of the most famous entrepreneurs,
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Never betray secrets. And never, under any circumstance, get
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’d never dreamed of violating my professional mantra. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Not until she walked past me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The look we exchanged that night set my body on fire, and I
knew right then and there that no matter the consequences, she was going to be
mine. But she was one of them—off limits and out of my league, but she was the
kind of woman who I was willing to risk everything for. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I keep other people’s secrets for a living, but the biggest
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despise. He’s a cocky jet jock, a former Navy Blue Angel, and full of all the
arrogance that comes with being the best of the best.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m an ex-Zoomie, an Air Force tanker pilot. The rivalry
between our sister services is nothing compared to that between fighter jocks
and tanker pilots. We’re bitter rivals and I’m low-man (woman) on the totem
pole<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The last thing I need is to spend six hours at thirty-five
thousand feet locked in a cockpit with the cocky captain. But I have no choice.
I’m his co-pilot, and we’re taking the CEO of Montague Enterprises, and his
family, on a mini-vacation to the Grand Caymans.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We have three days on the ground before we fly back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Three long days in paradise and he wants to spend them all
with me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have a thing for fighter pilots.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">It isn’t animosity, exactly, but rather a deep-seated
dislike. They get all the glory while the rest of us sit at the butt end of
their jokes and wither beneath their ridicule.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I hate fighter pilots. There, I said it. I hate the arrogant
pricks with a passion.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But after one look into those magnetic eyes, and the
devastating wink which follows, I’m thinking of throwing caution to the wind.
What harm can come from some innocent flirting? Besides, it’s not as if my job
is at risk.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m not prepared for the air to sizzle when he’s close.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m not ready for our explosive chemistry when he touches my
skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m not equipped for the fallout when our three days come to
an end.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And I never expected to fall in love.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But all good things come to an end.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I wasn’t prepared when I walked away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And I wasn’t ready for what came next.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’s arrogant.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’s cocky.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’s determined to get what he wants.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And he’s refuses to
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’s fighting for a forever…with me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But, I’m not ready for our beginning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">It was for a good cause. I swear. Also, my dog broke in
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Ryan Blake is jaw-dropping handsome, wealthy & cocky.
Not quite my type. By some miracle, he doesn’t call the police on me when he
catches me trying to rescue my dog. He even fetches a doctor for me. Don’t ask
why.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I don’t figure I’ll see him again. Then, I do. Then, he
kisses me. Once. Twice. Is three times the charm? To be honest, I swooned at
the first kiss.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">All swooning aside, we are seriously opposites. I wear
cowboy boots and skirts. He wears suits and ties. He’s all New York City. I’m a
Southern girl looking for a new start. We even talk at different speeds.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The list of things I don’t expect from Ryan is long. I don’t
expect him to think twice about me. I don’t expect him to nearly bring me to my
knees with a look. I don’t expect him to be so much more than I ever imagined. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I absolutely don’t expect to fall for him. So hard I’m
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Getting fired and humiliated in front of everyone at my
newly acquired secretarial job at Morgan Financial Holdings wasn’t how I’d seen
my day going.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And then chaos—or maybe luck—ensured.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I was set up on a blind date, shocked that my former boss
was giving me a month’s severance, and had the perfect interview lined up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Maybe things were looking up for me after all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And although finding a man should have been on the bottom of
my to-to list, I couldn’t get Jason—the uber sexy blind date—out of my head.
Sexy and confident—or maybe arrogant—he had me yearning for more with just a
smoldering look and a smirk of his lips.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But when a night of drinking leads to getting in bed with
him and having the wildest, most intense night of my life, I didn’t know if I
should ask to see him again, or do the good old walk of shame.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And it’s when I walk into my interview the next day and come
face-to-face with my prospective employer that the reality of my situation
sinks in.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Because there, sitting across from me with that devilish
smile on his face, that knowing expression of what we’d done the night before,
is the one and only Jason, my supposedly one-night stand.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Looked like my humiliation wasn’t over just yet.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>LUCKY BASTARD</b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>BY KAYLEE RYAN</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">When my best friend Aubrey asked me to tag along to an event
with her, I never could have imagined that it would be the day that my life
changed forever.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’s arrogant and demanding and doesn’t take a hint. Landon
Barker, the quarterback for the Hermosa Beach Trojans, is a player on and off
of the field. He’s got his sights set on me as his next play, but I see right
through him. Aubrey says I’m overreacting, that I should give him a chance.
What she doesn’t realize is men like Landon don’t fall for the girl next door.
That’s not reality. She got her fairytale, although it was a long road. Not all
of us are that lucky.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">She’s a friend of our new kicking coach’s wife. When I ask
Chance for her number, he tells me I have to find a way to get it myself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Nothing when it comes to Emma has been easy. She’s the first
woman ever to turn me down, and that won’t do. However, as time passes, it’s
about more than that. It’s about her smile, her laugh, and just spending time
with her. She thinks I’m a player, and she’s right. What she doesn’t know is
that I play to win, and her heart is the ultimate trophy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I’m a fighter.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">At least that’s what my daddy always told me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hard work, hustle, and a little Hennessey is the Reid motto.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He taught me to fight for everything I wanted in life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Take down those who threaten the dream.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">My dream is to marry the perfect man.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">That man is my father’s best friend and I won’t stop until I
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And at Daddy’s wedding in Costa Rica, I plan to make that
dream finally come true.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Then, my life will be smooth sailing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Until a chance flight with an arrogant pilot throws me off
course. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Literally. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Camilo’s decisions affect my future, and I can’t allow
anything—not even a cocksure, ridiculously hot idiot—to stand in my way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Problem is, he fights back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Every battle I’ve won in life, he shoots down and exposes me
for the fraud I am.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Trapped in paradise with my devilishly handsome nemesis
seems like one of the seven circles of Hell…and, boy, is it getting hot around
here. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">He’ll strip me of my armor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Remind me of my past.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Force me to rethink my future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And help me live in the moment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Will he steal my heart too?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">One thing’s for sure.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I fell in love when I was sixteen. Landon was my entire
world and I thought he would be my forever. But I was young and dumb, and with
one error in judgement, I destroyed any chance of a future we could’ve had
together, along with our hearts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Twelve years later and I’m going through the motions of
life, but not actually living. Which is why I let my friends, Bridget and
Simon, set me up on a blind date. Turns out, it’s not so blind after all.
Because the man sitting in front of me is the same man who’s held onto my heart
all these years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">They call me a Clutch Player because I’m good under pressure
and quick on my feet. I was also quick to fall in love. The first time it was
with baseball, the second was with Harper. And for a short time I had them
both.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Until I lost Harper and all I had left was baseball.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">For years, I focused on my career. I had accepted that
baseball was my one true love.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Until I saw her again. I never imagined we’d ever get a
second chance, but now that she’s sitting right across from me, I know there’s
no way in hell I’m going to let her go again.</span></div>
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Two strangers on the same path.</div>
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Survivors. Companions.</div>
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They will be each other’s salvation.</div>
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The restaurant Ferdaus was filled with a buzzing crowd.</div>
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The smoke around the people twisted and formed curls, illuminated under the bar lights. The atmosphere was a hazy cloud, lingering against their clothes. Several people came in seeking shelter from the pouring rain outside. The customers of the restaurant turned to look at the entrance door- bell jingling. They glanced at the large crowd coming as the glass door was pulled open, and they watched as someone newstepped in behind them.</div>
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The woman walked into the bar for the first time in the winter rain.</div>
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She didn’t have an umbrella on her; her little sleeveless dress ended at her ankles, fully drenched. Her wet dress clung to her body, showcasing the outlines of her curves. In one hand, she was carrying the skirt of her dress. Suddenly, she let it go, and her long, bare arms moved upwards as she tried to fix her damp hair which had darkened in intensity due to the rain. It fell past her shoulders, the strands sticking to her face. She attempted to comb through the tangles with her fingertips.</div>
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The men watched her movements hungrily, their eager faces drawn to her and at the sight of someone new. Their eyes trailed from her face, to her wet body, then back to the movements of her hands entwined in her hair. Under her arm, she carried a book and a trench coat. It appeared strange she wasn’t wearing the coat when it was pouring outside and freezing in the middle of November. Men were left mesmerized by her, and she turned heads as she walked by. Something radiated from within her, drawing the men around her in.</div>
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The women who were with some of these men noticed their gaze on the unfamiliar woman. Now they stared at her with jealousy and anger.</div>
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<em>Who is she? they wondered.</em><br />
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<b>Beena Khan</b> lives in a suburb in Queens, New York in her apartment. She's's a Literary Fiction Novelist and Poetess. She is 27 years old and from Azad Kashmir, Pakistan. She's an immigrant who moved to New York when she was five years old. She currently holds a Masters Degree in Developmental Psychology from Cuny School of Professional Sciences. She enjoys reading, writing, and netflixing.</div>
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The Name of Red is her debut novel.</div>
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<strong>Leslie Georgeson</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 18th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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Nobody likes a liar.</div>
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Yet sometimes lies are essential.</div>
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In my world, the truth can kill.</div>
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For years I tried to escape the cartel.</div>
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I have a Big Plan, and no one is getting in my way.</div>
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Not even a stubborn, sexy cop who won’t keep her nose out of my business.</div>
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Jamie Sanderson is determined to end me.</div>
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But she doesn’t know how powerful I am.</div>
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Even so, some things are beyond my control.</div>
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Now she’s in danger.</div>
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I will do whatever is necessary to keep her safe.</div>
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I don’t want to hurt Jamie, but I’m already buried so deep in the lies that neither one of us will emerge unscathed.</div>
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The front door of the business opened and people spilled out of the building. All men. All toting the “thug” look. Shifty eyes. Mean expressions. Most under thirty and dressed in low-slung jeans and Tees. They strode to their cars, and the parking lot emptied out.</div>
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There was no sign of Rafael Ortiz.</div>
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Keith cleared his throat. “Are you sure he’s here?”</div>
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“Well, this is his car…” I trailed off as the door opened again, and Rafael emerged from the building.</div>
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“Shit,” Keith whispered, his mouth gaping open.</div>
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Yeah, shit was right.</div>
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Rafael moved slowly, limping as he headed toward us. His face sported numerous cuts and rapidly forming bruises, his left eye was puffy and swollen shut, and bloody tissues plugged his nostrils. He looked hideous. Like he’d taken one hell of a serious beating. I flinched in sympathy. Oh, what a shame to see that beautiful face marred like that.</div>
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His open right eye focused on me as he halted before us.</div>
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“What the hell happened to you?” I blurted.</div>
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His cut lip twitched in a smirk. “Thank you for asking, Detective. Here I thought you didn’t care about me, except to find reasons to arrest me.”</div>
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Keith snickered.</div>
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“That’s not true.” My face heated. Was I really that rude to him?</div>
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He glanced at Keith. “How did you get dragged into her persecution of me? I thought you were my friend.”</div>
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Keith reddened. “I simply offered to be her backup since her partner is out sick today. That’s all.”</div>
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“I’m not <em>persecuting</em> you,” I denied. “I was just following a lead. I know you’re up to something. All those men who just left here are associated with a cartel.”</div>
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Rafael grunted, his right eye centering on me again. “So, once again, I’m guilty by association? This is a gym, Detective. People come here to work out all the time. To fight. To smooth out their issues.”</div>
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I huffed. “Well, you obviously just got your ass kicked. Did you get your issues worked out? You look like shit.”</div>
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He chuckled softly, wincing in pain. “Oh, you got it all wrong, Detective. I didn’t get my ass kicked. I <em>won</em>.”<br />
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<b>Leslie Georgeson</b> writes romance and suspense, sometimes with a dash of sci-fi or paranormal tossed in to make things more interesting. She is the author of the popular military romantic suspense series, THE DREGS, which was nominated for the 2018 TopShelf Indie Book Awards. Her other titles include the UNLIKELY HEROES series, the UNDERNEATH series, the standalone romantic mystery, NO SON OF MINE, and the newly released romantic suspense duet, THE PACT. Book one, The Mocking Man, is now available on Amazon.</div>
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Leslie lives with her husband and daughter on a quiet country acreage in Idaho. She is currently working on The Honest Liar, the second book in THE PACT, and anticipates an early May 2020 release.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-89075884242758106972020-05-20T23:06:00.000-04:002020-05-20T23:06:23.776-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ His to Shelter by Em Petrova<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>His to Shelter</strong></div>
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(The Guard, #1)</div>
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<b><i>Eighteen years is a long time to never forget…</i></b></div>
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Retired Navy SEAL Oswald “Oz” Morgon assembled an elite team of men with skills far surpassing those of ordinary bodyguards. To save and protect is a creed that goes beyond simply guarding their wards—it’s a way of life. And these guys are his heart and soul, his brothers…and the family he’ll never have. Now, his next call is to find the one woman who always had a grip on his heart. Eighteen years ago, he walked away from her. But she’s thrown back into his arms—and under his protection.</div>
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As a JAG Corps Officer, Rose Kilbourn never expected to be kidnapped for doing her job. And there’s only one man who can save her. Back in the day, she believed Oz was the man for her. Then he vanished, leaving her with a secret she can’t confide to another soul on Earth.</div>
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If Oz had chosen a different path, he might have Rose now. But a man who’s lied, cheated and killed to save those he guards doesn’t deserve the sweetness of a woman like Rose. Still, he can’t help but steal moments while he can, and Rose can’t bring herself to walk away from the happily ever after she always wanted. Now she must decide whether or not to share her secret before it’s too late. But she doesn’t want to lose the man she loves, the man who must protect her or die trying.</div>
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Oz’s phone rang, drawing his attention. The number meant nothing to him, but they rarely did. If this person had access to his phone number, that meant he knew Oz.</div>
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“Morgon.”</div>
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The voice of his commanding officer, now a Navy general, could never be mistaken. Oz still heard his commands echoing in his damn dreams.</div>
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“General Kilbourn.” A smile spread over his face at this old connection but resurrected a few that plucked his heartstrings as well. “To what do I owe the honor? Have you finally retired and are calling to offer me your brass hat?”</div>
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“No, goddammit. I call you once in eighteen years and your only response is to grab for my rank.” The harsh tone had Oz snapping his mouth shut on any further comments.</div>
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“This is no joking matter,” Kilbourn bit off.</div>
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“What can I do for you, General?”</div>
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A heavy beat of silence hit Oz before the man replied.</div>
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“My daughter is missing.”</div>
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The effect of those words hit Oz like a sonic boom after an explosion. Except this looked more like a nuclear mushroom cloud.</div>
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<em>Jesus fucking Christ. Rose.</em></div>
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“What the hell happened? Where did they take her from?” Tingles shot up from his fingertips to his face, and he realized his blood vessels had constricted with the shock. This was typically the time when people passed out, but he held on to the threads of control.</div>
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“From somewhere in DC.”</div>
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“You don’t <em>know?</em>” he practically bellowed into the phone. His voice resounded off the high church ceiling.</div>
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“No. We have closed circuit cameras showing she left her house around ten-hundred and then went for a run.”</div>
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<em>Fucking hell.</em></div>
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“We can get you the footage,” Kilbourn said.</div>
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“I can get the footage myself. You believe she’s been kidnapped.” He knew Rose worked as a JAG, who climbed the ranks quickly after she defended a lieutenant and got him out of some extreme charges, which put her services in high demand. Her work required that she dug into back alleyways, uncovering secrets that someone might be trying to keep under wraps.</div>
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“Yes, she’s been kidnapped. She hasn’t been home in two days and didn’t show up for work this morning. That isn’t like Rose.”</div>
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“No. No, it isn’t,” he said softly. “Does this have to do with a case?”</div>
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“We believe so. We aren’t talking about a controlled substance charge and dishonorable discharge—it’s a high profile case of treason, and we might be dealing with groups that can do Rose real harm.”</div>
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“Does Rose believe this man she’s defending is innocent?” Her name branded his tongue.</div>
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“She does.”</div>
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“But she may have dug too deep—stirred up a hornet’s nest.”</div>
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“Exactly,” Kilbourn grated out. “Oz—I only trust you. Get her back for me.”</div>
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“I will. In the meantime, do not allow any government agencies to get involved. Those untrained bastards will only get in my way.”</div>
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“I know—it’s why I called you first.”</div>
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“I’ll be in touch when I have her back.” Not <em>if.</em> Oz never failed.</div>
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<b>Em Petrova</b> was raised by hippies in the wilds of Pennsylvania but told her parents at the age of four she wanted to be a gypsy when she grew up. She has a soft spot for babies, puppies and 90s Grunge music and believes in Bigfoot and aliens. She started writing at the age of twelve and prides herself on making her characters larger than life and her sex scenes hotter than hot.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-65729459287624679622020-05-20T23:03:00.000-04:002020-05-20T23:03:26.334-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ TNT by Giulia Lagomarsino<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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After walking into my girlfriend’s house and finding her murdered, I’m really struggling to get back to normal. Everyone’s looking at me like I’m damaged, but they don’t know the truth. And when they find out, they’ll never look at me the same again. But a one night stand changes everything. Suddenly, everyone at Reed Security is trying to set me up with this crazy woman that can’t cook, shows up at my work, and call me at all hours of the night. I don’t want to hurt her, because she’s so nice, but how long is a man supposed to go along with a crazy person that thinks there’s a relationship where there isn’t one?</div>
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After meeting Tony at The Pub one night, I know without a doubt that he’s the man for me. He’s everything I’ve been waiting for, and I’m not going to let this opportunity slip through my fingers. I know that he’s slightly damaged and dealing with a lot, but with a little encouragement from Tony’s teammates, I refuse to let him push me away. I have a whole arsenal of tips and tricks that my momma taught me, and with the help of my best friend, there’s no way I’ll fail. Now I just have to make Tony see that what we have is forever.</div>
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“Uh…you know, this isn’t working,” I said briskly.</div>
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She tilted her head, all cute like and looked at me in confusion. “What do you mean?”</div>
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“Us…whatever this is. It’s not going to work. You’re nice and all, but it’s just not working.”</div>
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I waited for the tears and the drop of her face. I braced myself for the yelling and name-calling. But no matter how much I steeled myself for her reaction, I just wasn’t ready for what she actually said.</div>
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“Hmmm. Well, I appreciate your input, but I think it’s going good. Pop tarts?”</div>
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“What?”</div>
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“I’m sticking some in the toaster. Want some?”</div>
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I blinked several times, shook my head, and even slapped my own face, but nothing changed. She was still standing in front of me, asking me if I wanted fucking pop tarts after I just broke up with her. She actually refused to break up with me. Could that really happen? Did I not get a say in this? And if so, was I destined to just be with her the rest of my life? I’d never been in this position before. I’d never had a woman refuse to let me break up with her. What was the protocol for this? Did I just go along with it? Maybe I should just not return her calls. Of course, that hadn’t really worked so far. She always showed up, with food.</div>
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“Honey?” She quirked her head to the side and smiled sweetly at me. “Pop tarts?”</div>
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Shaking my head, I tried again. “I’m serious, Molly. I’m breaking up with you. I don’t want to be with you anymore. It’s been fun, but let’s just end this now.”</div>
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“I hear you. I really do, and while I think you make some not very valid points, I’m going to pretend like what you said makes total sense. But we’re not breaking up. You’re just freaking out and you want to end this before it gets too real. I get it, but we’re still not breaking up.”</div>
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And with that, she turned around and left the room. I stared at the floor, trying to figure out what to do next. How the fuck had this happened? Was I being too sweet? I mean, I was never too sweet. I was never that guy that women felt they could walk all over. Yet, here I was, standing alone in my pretend girlfriend’s bedroom as she walked out after telling me we were <em>not</em> breaking up.</div>
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This was not happening. She couldn’t make me stay with her. She couldn’t <em>force</em> me to date her. I wasn’t some chump. I was Tony-fucking-Tacos. I groaned and rolled my eyes at myself. I was <em>not</em> Tony Tacos. I was something much cooler. I wasn’t even Mexican, and if I was honest with myself, I didn’t even like tacos all that much. Not that I would tell Molly that. She had been really sweet yesterday, bringing me food at work because she thought tacos were my favorite. </div>
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I cursed myself for thinking of her as sweet when I was trying to break up with her. Damnit, I would not be forced to date a woman that I really liked. Fuck, I was screwed. I marched into the kitchen and slapped my hand down on the countertop.</div>
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“Listen, Molly, this is over between us. I’m not going to let you tell me that we’re not breaking up, because we are <em>so</em> breaking up. I’m walking out that door and you will not follow me. You will not bring me food at work, and you will not call me later tonight to ask where I am. Do you know why?”</div>
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She smiled at me. “Because you think we’re breaking up.”</div>
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“Yes. No!” I shouted. “I don’t <em>think</em> we’re breaking up. We are in actuality breaking up. It’s for sure. Not a possibility or a probability. We are one hundred percent broken up, as of right now,” I said, punctuating the statement by punching the counter with my pointer finger.</div>
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She nodded, her eyes wide with a very serious expression on her face. “I hear you. I want you to know that I really do hear you, but it’s just not possible for us to break up. We have that dinner with Momma and Daddy tomorrow, and they already planned dinner. Momma did all her shopping and got everything we could possibly need for your favorite dinner.”</div>
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“What dinner?” I asked hesitantly.</div>
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“Tacos,” she grinned.</div>
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“Fucking hell,” I said, throwing my hands up in the air. “I’m not even fucking Mexican!”</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-84455852564032254162020-05-18T23:50:00.000-04:002020-05-18T23:50:01.683-04:00Book Blitz & Giveaway ~ Hard Truth by Sybil Bartel<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Hard Truth</strong></div>
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<strong>Sybil Bartel</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 18th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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I couldn’t escape the hard sins of my past.</div>
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I couldn’t unsee the truths in my mistakes.</div>
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Every breath she took was a reminder of the pain I’d caused.</div>
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Growing up at the mercy of a madman, I swore I would never give anyone that kind of power over me again. But here I was, on my knees, begging for a life I lost.</div>
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Except no amount of forgiveness would bring it back.</div>
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*HARD TRUTH is the fourth book in the Alpha Antihero Series, and it is not a standalone story.</div>
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The Alpha Antihero Series:</div>
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HARD LIMIT</div>
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HARD JUSTICE</div>
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HARD SIN</div>
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HARD TRUTH</div>
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I came to with a start.</div>
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Disoriented, nauseous, fight or flight kicked in, and I rolled.</div>
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“Why the hell did you knock him out?” Kendall bitched.</div>
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Shade smirked. “Would you rather I shot him?”</div>
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Luna rattled something off in Spanish.</div>
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On my hands and knees, my equilibrium shot, I took two more breaths and pushed to my feet, then stumbled into the wall. Fucking vagus strike.</div>
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Crossing his arms, Shade gloated. “Never been knocked out before?”</div>
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“Shut up,” Kendall snapped at him as she reached for me. “You need to sit your ass down.”</div>
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Dizzy as fuck, I pushed her away.</div>
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His hand on his piece, Luna got in my face. “Touch her again and I won’t be as nice as Shade.”</div>
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Ignoring all of them, I aimed for my bedroom.</div>
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Kendall followed. “If you’d listened to me and—”</div>
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I slammed the door in her face and stumbled to the bathroom. Breathing deep, I held on to the counter a few seconds, then stuck my head under the faucet. Running a towel over my hair, I grabbed my 9mm and walked back out.</div>
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Shade blocked the front door, and Luna stood in front of him.</div>
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Kendall put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow. “Let me guess, you’re going after her.”</div>
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Ignoring Kendall, I leveled Luna with a look. “Move.”</div>
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“You going after her?” Luna asked.</div>
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“What the fuck do you think?”</div>
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<b>Sybil Bartel </b>grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.</div>
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Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…</div>
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She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-81402931489705464782020-05-18T23:37:00.001-04:002020-05-18T23:37:47.396-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Relentless by Janet Elizabeth Henderson<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Janet Elizabeth Henderson</strong></div>
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(Benson Security #2)</div>
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Publication date: April 15th 2017</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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A missing mummy. A drug cartel. An ex-US Army Ranger. And a woman who’s at odds with the world. It’s Relentless…</div>
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There’s no hiding the fact that Julia Collins has issues. She’s shy to the point of trying to become invisible. She has OCD tendencies–breaking out in hives if she loses control of her environment. She finds it hard to talk to intimidating men, or more accurately, to any men. A fact that makes working as the office manager for Benson Security particularly difficult–the company is made up almost entirely of huge, intimidating, ex-military men. But none of the men affect her the way Joe Barone does. The ex-Marine is charming, confident, heroic and so sexy it hurts to look at him. Everything about Joe intimidates Julia. And that’s why, when he declares his interest in her, she does the only sensible thing–she hides.</div>
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There’s a limit to how long Joe Barone is going to tolerate Julia hiding. So what if she has a few issues? They don’t detract from her many attributes. She’s gorgeous, smart, generous and kind. Which guy wouldn’t want a woman like that by his side? So when her grandmother gets arrested in South America, Joe sees a perfect opportunity to show Julia how good they’d be together. Julia needs someone to accompany her to Peru, someone who speaks Spanish and who doesn’t crumble in the face of authority. Julia needs Joe.</div>
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<em>This takes place as Joe and Julia spend the night waiting until her gran gets out of jail.</em></div>
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“Is it always like this?”</div>
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“Every op is different. Sometimes there’s waiting when you don’t want to wait. It’s the nature of things.”</div>
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“What did you do when you were waiting, when you were in the Marines?”</div>
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“Well, I didn’t play cards with a pretty girl, that’s for sure.”</div>
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Julia felt her cheeks burn as she looked back down at the cards. Her stomach was doing somersaults, and she regretted eating even the small amount of fries she’d managed to get down. Joe got up, headed for the bar fridge and came back with a tiny bottle of wine and a glass.</div>
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“Here, it will help with your stomach and your sleep.”</div>
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Julia looked at the glass, then at Joe. “Do you realise that most glasses found in hotel rooms haven’t been washed properly? I watched a documentary about it. Maid service were just rinsing them under the tap, then polishing them with a towel.”</div>
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He unscrewed the bottle and handed it to her. “Then don’t use the glass.”</div>
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Julia took the bottle, drank a hefty swallow of cheap red wine, then looked at Joe. “Okay, let’s play.”</div>
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She could do this. Right? If she didn’t think about being alone with Joe. In a hotel room.</div>
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“Now that’s what I like to hear.” His eyes sparkled with mischief, making her stomach do the flipping thing again. “Do you know how to play poker?”</div>
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“No.”</div>
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“Rummy?”</div>
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“No.”</div>
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“Jules, do you know how to play any card games?”</div>
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She licked her lips, feeling more than a little foolish. “Snap?”</div>
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Joe threw back his head and roared with laughter. Once he’d calmed down, he appeared delighted. Julia didn’t know why.</div>
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“Guess we’re playing snap, then.” His grin was wide. “Now when you lose a round, there’s a penalty.”</div>
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Her eyes narrowed. “What kind of penalty?” She wasn’t taking off any clothes. None.</div>
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“Julia Collins, you’re thinking about stripping again, aren’t you? You are just desperate to get naked with me. Unfortunately, I’ll have to wait for that pleasure. If you lose, the winner has the right to claim a boon.”</div>
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Her head snapped up. “Boon?”</div>
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“Yeah, a reward.” He waggled his eyebrows. “It could be in the form of a question the loser has to answer, or a dare they have to take, or a kiss they have to give the winner.”</div>
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His eyes lingered on her lips, making her flush as she remembered the brief, sweet kiss he’d given her weeks earlier. The kiss that had made her hide from him ever since.</div>
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His eyes darkened as he watched her. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”</div>
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Julia felt her cheeks burn, but didn’t answer.</div>
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“You still playing?” he challenged.</div>
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“Is hiding in the closet an option?”</div>
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His lips twitched. “No.”</div>
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“Then let’s start.” This might just be a game of snap, but there was no way she was letting him win. Especially with this boon system in place. The dark places of her mind were already speculating about what sort of boon Joe would claim. She shut them down and sat up straight.</div>
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“You ready?”</div>
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“Play your card, Joe.”</div>
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He won the first round because his reflexes were like a cat.</div>
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“This game isn’t fair,” Julia pointed out. “It’s more about being physical than being smart. I don’t have the same level of fitness as you. Nor do I have your speed.”</div>
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“I think you just insulted me.” He grinned as Julia went over her words.</div>
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Her eyes went wide. “I don’t mean I would have a better chance if we were playing a game that needed intellect. I just mean you’re bigger. You have more muscle. You’re sneaky and fast.”</div>
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“Tell you what, we’ll put the cards closer to you so that your shorter arms can reach them faster. Does that help?”</div>
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“You’re mocking me.”</div>
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“Only a little. Now I want to claim my boon.”</div>
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She froze. “I’m not taking off any clothes.” Not that she had many on. She’d packed a suitcase full of shapeless cotton dresses because she thought they would be the most practical option. All she had on was a beige tent that went to her ankles and beige cotton underwear.</div>
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<em>Oh. My. Goodness.</em></div>
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Joe could <em>not </em>see her underwear. Ever.</div>
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“You know, just once, I’d love to be inside your mind,” Joe said. “I bet it would be fascinating.”</div>
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“What’s the boon, Joe?” She squared her shoulders. She could take it.</div>
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“Unpin your hair. Let it fall free.”</div>
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“My hair.” She touched the tight bun at the back of her head.</div>
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“Yeah, I’ve never seen it down.”</div>
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Feeling entirely too self-conscious, Julia unpinned her hair. The honey-coloured waves fell to her shoulders. Her hair was hard to style. It was never neat enough for Julia, and there was too much of it. She’d inherited her mother’s thick locks.</div>
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“Beautiful.” Joe reached out and played with one of the waves. “You should wear it down all the time.”</div>
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“It gets in the way.”</div>
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“Of what?”</div>
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She frowned at him. “Life.”</div>
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With a grin, Joe played another card. “Come on, time for you to win a boon. If you can.”<br />
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Janet is a Scot who moved to New Zealand fifteen years ago. Among other things, she’s been an artist, a teacher, a security guard at a castle, a magazine editor, and a cleaner in a drop in center for drug addicts (NOT the best job!). She now writes full-time and is working on her 19th book. Her books have won several awards, including the Daphne du Maurier award for excellence in mystery and suspense. When she isn’t living in her head, she raises two kids, one husband, and several random animals. She survives on chocolate and caffeine.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-15580559682169983492020-05-18T23:34:00.000-04:002020-05-18T23:34:06.812-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Orion by A.G. Kirkham<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Orion</strong></div>
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<strong>A.G. Kirkham</strong></div>
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(Satan’s Pride, #3)</div>
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Publication date: May 15th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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Orion – sign of the club and shield. He lost it all before he found the family he’s committed to now, Satan’s Pride. He survives the loss of his mother, the coldness of his father and the sudden death of his wife and child. He survived this all and the only casualty was his heart. He vowed to never love again, so he would never <b>relive that pain</b>. Can one woman make him learn to give all of himself <b>one more time</b>?</div>
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Viviana loved everything and everyone. She embraced life, even though her childhood was filled with turbulence and abandonment. She wanted a family to call her own and when she became pregnant, she believed her choice was to flee, giving Orion the freedom she thought he wanted.</div>
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Can these two souls <b>leave the past in the past</b> and listen to their hearts instead?</div>
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Orion plunks himself in an armchair and hoists one woman on each of his knees. One begins to caress his chest and the other makes a move to kiss him, but he moves his head so that she nuzzles his neck. This is wrong. So very, very wrong. He’s making a big mistake.</div>
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My feet drag me in front of Orion and my mouth has a mind of its own. I can’t seem to control or stop myself.</div>
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“Orion, please don’t do this. Please, I am asking you not to do this,” I urge in a hushed tone, so that I’m not overheard by anyone else in the MC.</div>
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“What’s it to you, sugar-girl?” he asks, then leans in to add suggestively, “You want in on this?”</div>
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I am taken aback for a moment. An indignant gasp escapes me. Good thing I bounce back quickly and formulate my thoughts to find a different method of reaching him.</div>
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“Orion, Vi would forgive you anything–anything, but what you are about to do. This she will never be able to forget or forgive. Is it worth the risk?” I ask with a defined tone. I am thinking is the wrong thing to say when Orion jolts out of his seat.</div>
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Orion stands, not caring that the women, who were just moments ago seated in his lap, are tossed to the floor with the intensity of his movement. He bends his large frame to meet my eyes. “What do you know about what Vi wants?” he spits out. Then, in a mere matter of seconds, as if the haze lifts from his clouded head, the light dawning on the horizon, he takes a menacing step forward, forcing me to move back a step. He quirks his head to the side to study me. “What do you know, Hanna?” Orion questions, with fury in his tone.</div>
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“I really think that she loves you and this would be the one thing that she would never be able to forgive you for,” I reply softly. My eyes dart around, looking for an exit. Old instincts start to kick in. Instead I find myself surrounded by Ava, Maddie, Risk, War, and Orion, their eyes all staring at me intently. Damn me and my big mouth.<br />
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I was born in a small town in Italy. My parents are loving people; and true traditionalists. I grew up being a chatterbox of a child and evolved into a quiet and shy teenager. I was definitely not the life of the party. As a matter of fact, I never wanted to go to any high school dances or any activities the school offered. I was good with being alone. I had to grow into my own and I eventually became the fun loving, open-minded and creative person I am now. I love the me I have become and I am grateful that this is where I have landed.</div>
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Writing is my release and I have escaped in my imagination to some incredible places meeting the most awesome characters. I also wanted to be a rock star but anyone who has ever heard me sing kindly convinced me that I do not have any talent. (In other words, I suck at it.)</div>
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Although I have been writing since I was in grade school, I only just launched my first novel. I have had pieces published as short stories and such but “Guard: is my first novel, with many more to follow.</div>
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I am a hopeless romantic. I thrive on two individuals connecting in mind, body and soul. The understanding of wants and needs and placing them as a priority and not out of fear of losing them or because you feel you need to concede; you do it because it feels easy and right in your own heart.</div>
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I love to cook! I enjoy making meals for my family and friends and bantering around the table. I have colourful people in my life and they all add to my rainbow. I love music! I like it all, depending on my mood.</div>
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My other passion is travelling. I want to enjoy all that life has to offer. I want to meet people, learn from them and create the most fantastic, sexy love stories. If I can do this overlooking the ocean and feeling the breeze wash over me then I have my heaven on earth. I am so blessed! Thank you for reading!</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-64328309105125850372020-05-18T23:31:00.000-04:002020-05-18T23:31:06.237-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ His Baby, Her Billionaire by Sloan Storm<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>His Baby, Her Billionaire</strong></div>
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<strong>Sloan Storm</strong></div>
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(Her Billionaire Series, #1)</div>
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<strong>He has billions of secrets. Me? I only have one, my baby bump, and it’s starting to show.</strong></div>
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Dalton “The Destroyer” Maxwell.</div>
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That’s what they call him.</div>
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He’s the sexy older man, the distinguished battle-hardened SEAL turned brooding, introspective professor. There isn’t a red-blooded female in five hundred miles that wouldn’t kill to trade places with me.</div>
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It was only a fling – just a chance encounter in a faraway place. I wasn’t looking for a fairy tale ending beneath those starry skies.</div>
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But what should’ve stayed a memory didn’t. It chased me home, leading me right where it shouldn’t – his arms.</div>
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Now the consequence has me feeling like I’m cramming for an exam that I’ll never pass. The truth is, everything about us is forbidden. Nothing good can come of it.</div>
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There’s only one problem. Dalton disagrees and won’t take “no” for answer.</div>
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When he promises he’ll give it all up for me and his baby, that’s when his ten-figure truth leaves me with an impossible choice.</div>
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What have I done?</div>
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She turned her head but didn’t speak as her blonde hair fluttered in the gentle breeze of the oceanfront spray. I was close enough to catch her scent. A faint hint of lilac and sweet jasmine blended with the surf-churned air, capturing my focus and pulling me closer to the source.</div>
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I <em>knew</em> she heard me.</div>
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I also knew what she was probably thinking.</div>
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<em>Couldn’t stay away huh?</em></div>
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Subtlety isn’t a strength of mine, on the battlefield or in the war of love.</div>
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In my hands, an arsenal of alcohol, one bottle I’d half-emptied, guzzling it down on the stroll. I hit the beer again, taking a quick pull and attempting to draw her out of her guarded silence.</div>
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“Guess that’s a no.”</div>
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It’s not like I gave a damn about the game. I doubted she did either. Then, she turned and my jaw clenched.</div>
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Easy.</div>
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<em>Easy.</em></div>
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Only it fucking wouldn’t be.</div>
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The chick was an absolute <em>knockout.</em> She’d be right at the top of any man’s trophy shelf. And if my plan panned out, I’d be adding her to my collection long before the sun crested over the distant capri-blue swells.</div>
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Maybe it was those early years, being shipped off to military school like a dog chained up in the yard after it’d pissed the floor one too many times. Whatever the cause, the effect had a way of heightening my interest in the fairer sex long before it otherwise might have.</div>
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Point is, for as long as I could remember, only the most beautiful of women were worth the pursuit. After all, you only live once. Tales from the rocking chair are always better when you landed the big fish, not when it disappeared back to the murky depths.</div>
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Even so, I never breathed a word of my conquests over the years.</div>
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Outside the small circle of my SEAL brothers, my appetites were strictly confidential. Sometimes I wondered if my blue-blooded parents thought I might not even be straight but instead playing for the same team like my sister, Shelley.</div>
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But whatever, fuck them.</div>
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I thought for certain I’d bedded the best, had more than my fair share of beauties from one far flung part of the planet to the other.</div>
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That is, until now.</div>
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My breathing slowed. I blinked even slower and tightened my grip on the bottlenecks so hard, it felt like they might crackle into shards between my fingers.</div>
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Sunlight flared in the depths of her hazel green eyes. Lightly tanned skin and high cheekbones drew my gaze toward a set of supple, silk-smooth lips. She didn’t bother trying to contain the renegade, wind-whipped strands of her mane as they lashed about, tickling her sun-kissed complexion.</div>
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Instead of giving me the results of the game, she fixed a little smirk on her lips and came right back at me.</div>
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“Guess.”</div>
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That was all the opening I needed. I took a step her direction, the sea-dampened sand giving way under my feet.</div>
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“Better luck next time.” I lifted the bottle. “How ‘bout a consolation prize?”</div>
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She wrinkled her nose. “Thanks, but no. I’m not much of a beer drinker.”</div>
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The condensation on the neck dripped from my fingertips as I offered her the bottle once more.</div>
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“No strings.” I wiggled it. “Why waste this beautiful sunset sober?”</div>
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Just then, a wave hammered the shoreline behind her, surf thundering as it roared our direction. It was on us in no time, swirling around our legs and tugging at them like a deep sea vacuum. A shriek escaped from her lips. It didn’t sound like fear though, more like a melodic blend of whimsy and surprise.</div>
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She hadn’t meant to do it.</div>
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Or maybe she had.</div>
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I steadied myself, flexing my legs and core while she clung to me. But almost as soon as it came, the rushing current receded, leaving only her fear-filled fingers clutched tight around my biceps.</div>
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“Sorry.” She sputtered out a reedy breath and snatched her hands away, forming two white-knuckled fists.</div>
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The doe-eyed beauty stood there frozen stiff, in a defensive position with her hands partially blocking her tits. I imagined those same delicate fingers curled into the meat of my hips while I claimed her wet silk, taking her under the stars in a secluded seaside hidey hole.</div>
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<b>Sloan Storm</b> pens imaginative yarns based on dominant men and the women who challenge them. As such, power plays and passion are the heart of each and every story.</div>
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The writer's creative tendencies may drift as the mood strikes, but the essence of all tales told wind up back at the same place... the polarizing difference between the sexes.</div>
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After all, what else is there in life?</div>
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<strong>Under the Willows</strong></div>
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<strong>Pamela McCord</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 15th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Mystery</div>
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After her husband is killed by a drunk driver, Kelly Harris and her son TJ move into a sprawling Victorian house in Ohio that her husband inherited from his grandmother. Dealing with her overwhelming grief is a struggle as she adjusts to life in a small town. And, just as she’s beginning to feel more comfortable, life takes another unexpected turn.</div>
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The Alexa unit in her son’s bedroom starts to cry, and a little girl’s voice comes out of it asking for help.</div>
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At first Kelly is unnerved by the presence of the voice. After ruling out all the other likely possibilities, she begins to put the pieces together, and suspects the girl is a ghost. Unwilling to be uprooted from another home, she decides to find out what the child wants. Maybe she can help.</div>
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Kelly isn’t the only one interested in the voice. Detective Rob Porter is investigating the disappearance of a child named Marilee. As the two cross paths, Porter is taken aback when Kelly’s ghost mentions Marilee’s name. In fact, the ghost says “Marilee’s with me.”</div>
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Whether that means the child is a ghost as well is a question Rob and Kelly hope to answer.</div>
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A frightened “Mom” roused me from a fitful sleep. I swung my legs off the bed, the hardwood cool against my feet. “I’m coming,” I called as I rushed to TJ’s room. I found him sitting up in bed, his eyes big and worried.</div>
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“What is it, sweetie?” I asked as I sat beside him. “Did you have a bad dream?”</div>
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“Mom, Alexa was crying again.”</div>
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“What do you mean?” I tipped his face up and looked him in the eyes. “Alexa can’t cry. She’s not a real person. Tell me what happened.”</div>
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“I was asleep and I heard a little girl crying. There wasn’t anybody in my room but I could still hear it.”</div>
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“Maybe you were dreaming.”</div>
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He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me. “I wasn’t dreaming, Mom.”</div>
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“Okay, then. Maybe it just sounded like crying.”</div>
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“There were words, too.”</div>
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“Words?”</div>
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He nodded. “I said, ‘is anybody there’ and the crying stopped. Then Alexa said <em>Help us</em>.” His serious eyes dared me to not believe him.<br />
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Born in Arkansas and raised in Southern California, <b>Pamela McCord</b> started writing later in life when she was challenged by a friend to create a book out of his story idea. Since then, she's become an internationally published author. Pam has spent over 40 years working as a legal secretary at a law firm in Orange County, California. Aside from writing, she follows the stock market, buying, selling and trading stocks and options. In contrast to that, she loves trips to Las Vegas where she can spend many happy hours at the Pai Gow tables. She shares a condo with her very own My Cat From Hell TV star, Allie, who manages to exude just enough affection to make her scary feral ways tolerable.</div>
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(Devil’s Fury MC #3)</div>
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Published by: Changeling Press</div>
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Publication date: May 8th 2020</div>
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Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance</div>
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Lilian — I may have survived my time with the Colombian cartel, but it nearly broke me. Even now, I can’t stand to be touched by men. But there’s one man who makes me feel safe. Dragon. He’s intrigued me for so long. I never counted on things getting heated between us, or me ending up pregnant. He made it clear he doesn’t want me, or a baby, so I ran. I thought I’d found sanctuary with the Reckless Kings, but it only put me in the crosshairs of a lunatic intent on revenge.</div>
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Dragon — I knew Lilian was still skittish with men. When she asked for my help in learning self-defense, I’d been surprised. I never counted on those lessons bringing us closer together, or that she’d ask the unthinkable of me. Now she’s carrying my kid, and I f***ed up six ways to Sunday. When she’s kidnapped, I realize it’s time to bring her home. My home. Whatever it takes, I’ll make sure Lilian knows she’s mine. Even if I have to grovel a little.</div>
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WARNING: This is a romance with darker themes that may trigger some readers. It has strong language and graphic violence, a heroine who is tougher than she realizes, and an alpha hero who will stop at nothing to make her his. If you’ve read this author’s work before, please be advised Dragon is more violent than the previous books. Guaranteed HEA and no cliffhanger!</div>
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I pressed a hand to my belly as I came to a stoplight. “I promise I will give you the best life I can. No one will ever hurt you.”</div>
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Maybe it was stupid. My parents hadn’t been able to protect me any more than I could keep this child out of the wrong hands. Sometimes Fate just liked to fuck you over. I didn’t remember a lot about my parents, and my memories had become fuzzy over the years. I didn’t know if they’d handed me to the cartel, or if I’d been taken without their knowledge. When I’d been rescued, I’d been offered the chance to go home, but I couldn’t face my parents. They were devout Catholics, and even though I’d been violated and not given up my virginity freely, I hadn’t been certain they’d have seen the difference. To them, I still would have sinned.</div>
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So I’d come home with the Devil’s Boneyard and Grizzly, a friend from another club, had taken me into his home. He’d shown me papers that said I was legally his adopted daughter, and he’d had my name changed from Lilian Sanchez to Lilian Moore. He’d offered to let me change my first name, but I’d kept it as a reminder of where I’d come from, and what I’d survived.</div>
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A horn honked behind me and I startled, realizing the light had changed at some point. I eased through the intersection and headed for the clubhouse. The Prospect at the gate waved me through and I went straight home. My sister’s car was in the driveway and I was reluctant to go inside. I loved Shella, but there were times she could be a bit trying. All I’d wanted was to shower, change into something comfortable, and relax for a while. Now that didn’t seem likely.</div>
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I walked inside and shut the door, only to frown when I heard Shella talking to someone. I hadn’t seen our dad’s bike out front, or anyone else’s, so who did she have over? Creeping closer to the sound of her voice, I stopped when I realized she was on the phone.</div>
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“I don’t know why she didn’t tell you, Daddy, but I thought you needed to know.”</div>
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She was quiet a moment, and I had a sinking suspicion she was discussing me. What exactly had she told Grizzly while I was gone? And then I heard it. The one name that made it very clear what she was doing.</div>
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“Dragon. She said it was Dragon.”</div>
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Motherfucker!</div>
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I could hear my dad roaring on the other end of the line before Shella hung up. Her eyes were wide when she stared at me.</div>
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“What did you do?” I demanded.</div>
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“I had to tell him! He needs to know that someone hurt you,” she said, her eyes filling with tears.</div>
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Sweet baby Jesus. “Shella, I told you I wasn’t hurt. No one forced me. Dragon tried really hard to walk away, but I wouldn’t let him.”</div>
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She hadn’t believed me when I’d told her, but I’d thought I made her understand. It seemed I’d been wrong, and now Grizzly knew one of his patched members had knocked up his daughter. This wasn’t going to end well. There was only one thing I could think to do. Leave. If I wasn’t here, then he couldn’t take his fury out on Dragon. Out of sight, out of mind, right?</div>
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I raced upstairs and started tossing things into a bag. I didn’t know where I’d go, or what I’d do, but I needed to get out of here before he came home, and I knew I had precious little time. If he was somewhere inside the compound, he could be here any second. Shella was babbling something at me from the hall, but I shoved past her and went back to my car, tossing my bag into the backseat. After I retrieved my purse and keys from the house, I got in and started the engine, checking the gas gauge. Half a tank. That would get me far enough for the moment.</div>
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I slammed my foot on the gas, reversing out of the driveway, then shot forward toward the gates. I didn’t see my dad as I neared the front entrance, and didn’t even try to slow down. The poor Prospect rushed to open the gates before I barreled through them, hitting the road that would lead me out of town and to the highway. My heart was racing and my palms were damp.</div>
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What the fuck did you just do?</div>
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There wasn’t time to second-guess myself. I’d run, and now I needed to see it through.<br />
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<b>Harley</b> is the international bestselling author of the Dixie Reapers and Devil's Boneyard series.</div>
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When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place.</div>
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Harley Wylde is the "wilder" side of award-winning science fiction/paranormal romance author Jessica Coulter Smith. For fans of Gay Erotic Fantasy Romance, Harley/Jessica also writes as Dulce Dennison.</div>
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<i>In the harsh spotlight of reality television, a romance-a-holic wedding planner tries to snare the anti-Cupid.</i></div>
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Chicago wedding planner Ivy Rhodes lives and breathes romance. She won’t let anything burst the perfect bubble of happiness she creates for her clients. So she’s immediately on guard when a reality television crew appears to tape one of her weddings. Tall, blonde and sexy, the cameraman’s a relentless flirt, and Ivy follows his easygoing charm straight into the bedroom.</div>
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Ever since a scandal ended his career as a news videographer, Bennett Westcott is relegated to filming reality catfights and bridezillas. His latest assignment comes with the bonus of a gorgeous wedding planner. But Ivy ruins their one-night stand by turning too serious too quickly. Although a big fan of lust, Ben’s allergic to love. He rejects her and everything she holds dear, leaving her brokenhearted.</div>
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The network builds a reality show around Ivy, Planning for Love. She signs the contract before learning the man who shredded her heart into confetti will spend the next three months filming her. Suddenly Ben has to spend every day with the woman he knows he shouldn’t be with, but can’t resist. And Ivy’s stuck wondering, how do you plan for happily ever after when the guy you want doesn’t believe in it?</div>
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“I want to taste you, Ivy.” The scrape of his feet against the stones came to a halt. A gentle nudge with his forehead tipped her head back. Their eyes locked. “Why don’t we get a jump on the inevitable? Because I don’t want to wait another moment.”</div>
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Ivy had a split second to decide. Stick to her guns—and her professional ethics—and slip out of his arms? Or stay and lock lips with a super sexy man in the moonlight? Really, it was easiest to not decide at all. Her eyelids drifted shut as she waited for Ben to make his move. And waited. Nothing happened. She peeked out from beneath her lashes to see the merest hint of a smirk lifting the edges of Ben’s mouth. Her eyes flew open the rest of the way.</div>
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“What? What happened to the tasting and the moment?”</div>
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“The moment’s not right until you decide to commit to it. I promised earlier I wouldn’t steal any more kisses from you. Kissing is interactive. A two-way street. You’ve got to choose to slide behind the wheel and turn the key.”</div>
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Why did men turn everything in life into a car metaphor? Well, she could play along. Despite showing every sign of being something of a player, Ben had shown her, with that one little pause, that he also had bucket loads of integrity. No sane, single woman could turn down an honest to goodness gentleman. They were a rare breed, and she didn’t intend to waste this particular chance sighting. Time to seize the day…or at least what was left of the night.</div>
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“Oh, my motor’s fully revved. You’d better buckle your seatbelt, Mr. Westcott.”</div>
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Ivy tightened her grip around his neck and went up on her tiptoes to reach his mouth. The mouth she’d stared at off and on all day, remembering the firm albeit brief feel of his lips against hers. He wasn’t the only one who wanted a taste. She puckered up and planted a soft kiss. And then Ben quite expertly elbowed his way back into the driver’s seat.</div>
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His lips slanted hard across hers, instantly ratcheting the level of heat up from tender to full on sizzle. This was no getting-to-know-you smooch. Ben claimed her mouth with possessive pressure. His teeth nibbled open her lips, allowing his tongue to sweep inside. Her moan of pleasure was all the urging he needed to slide his hands down to not only cup her ass, but lift her off the ground.</div>
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Ivy’s world spun. Under the spell of the spring night, she’d yearned for nothing more than a touch, a quiet kiss. She’d wanted a sip of water to slake her lustful thirst. Instead, Ben’s kisses drowned her in a downpour of passion and heat. The arch of her foot curved around his calf, looking for something to ground her. Each stroke of his tongue ignited an array of sparks behind her closed eyes. He tore his mouth away but hovered his lips a breath away from hers. Eyes heavy lidded, he moved not at all, aside from the pounding of his heart thumping through his tuxedo shirt. Suddenly, she realized what he waited to hear.</div>
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“Okay, Ben. You’ve convinced me to have a drink with you.”</div>
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A hum of approval sounded low in his throat. He buried his face in the curve of her neck. And then from somewhere behind them, a short high gasp, and the unmistakable crash of glass breaking on the stone floor. Ben’s grip bobbled, but he didn’t drop her.</div>
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“Get your hands off my friend’s ass right now, or I’ll call in someone a lot bigger than me to make you.”<br />
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-25816208901581208252020-05-11T00:02:00.000-04:002020-05-11T00:02:07.887-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Tony by J.A. Huss<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Tony</strong></div>
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<strong>J.A. Huss</strong></div>
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(Bossy Brothers, #6)</div>
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Publication date: May 12th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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Belinda Baker and I were not <i>made for each other</i>.</div>
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We are not soul mates, or lovers, or even frenemies.</div>
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She is the one who <i>needed</i> to get away.</div>
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What we had together wasn’t blind love, it was sick rage.</div>
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We were a match made in hell, it was hate at first sight, and when she walked away from me and never looked back—it was a relief.</div>
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It was <i>bliss</i>.</div>
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So why did I travel two thousand miles so I could be near her?</div>
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Why do I love the way she fights me?</div>
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Why do I crave her anger and fury?</div>
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Why can’t I stop thinking about this girl I never want to see again?</div>
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Why. Am I. <i>Here</i>?</div>
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And what do I have to do to make her disappear for good?</div>
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<b>Bossy Brothers: Tony is can be read as a standalone book or as book six in the Bossy Brothers series. It features two girls falling for the wrong men and two men falling for the right girls. A family of tatted up brothers and a town filled with secrets and danger. A story of earned chances and first dates. Of coming to terms with the past and finding a way into the future.</b></div>
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<strong>BELINDA</strong><strong> </strong></div>
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“Jesus fucking Christ, Belinda!”</div>
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“What?”</div>
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“Are you blind? Or deaf? Or dumb? Or what?”</div>
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I just stare at him.</div>
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Vann takes a step forward, forcing me to take a step back too. And my step is actually a step up. He points his finger at me. I swat it away.</div>
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“I’m gonna say this once, OK? Just once.”</div>
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“Say whatever the fuck you want. I don’t care what you do.”</div>
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He climbs one step. And so do I. “I like you,” he says, climbing another step. So I climb another step. “I like your filthy mouth, Belinda Baker. I like your stupid cowboy boots. I like your pink hair.” He keeps climbing the steps, so I have to keep climbing the steps. “I like the way you road-trip.”</div>
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“What?” I’m so confused.</div>
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He’s still climbing the steps and now my back is against my front door. “I like the way you wear that glitter shit on your eyelids in the summer. And the way you wear fingerless gloves in the winter even though you complain, every single day, that your fucking hands are cold. I like the way your hair smells when you show up for work and it’s still wet. I like the way you spin on your stupid stool in front of the shop cash register and glare at the giggly sorority girls like you can’t wait for them to wake up sober tomorrow and realize they just paid a hundred bucks for a My Little Mermaid tramp stamp. I like the way you bite your lip when you’re tattooing and the way you always have a smear of ink on the side of your face by the time you’re done.”</div>
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I reach up to touch my face.</div>
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“Yes, you have ink there, right now. And I love that. Because you don’t even care enough to check the mirror after you’re done with a client to notice that you <em>always</em> have ink smeared on your fucking face after you tattoo someone. I like the way you kick at stones when you walk down the street like you’re some troubled teen with pregnancy issues.”</div>
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“What?” I laugh.</div>
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“I like the way you bitch, and moan, and complain that no one takes you seriously. In fact, I <em>love</em> that no one takes you seriously, because then they’d figure out just how awesome you are, and I’m afraid you’ll actually find someone else before I can convince you that I am <em>good</em> for you. I want to <em>date you</em>, Belinda Baker. And you know what really pissed me off tonight?”</div>
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He pauses.</div>
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I become uneasy. “Am I supposed to guess?”</div>
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“I’m not mad that you fucked Tony in the alley. OK? That’s not it. I’m angry that you gave <em>him</em> the chance that <em>I deserve</em>.”</div>
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My stomach… <em>falls</em>. I don’t know of any other way to describe the feeling I get when I internalize those last few words of his. Except… falling. Like the world has just been yanked out from under me. Like I’m adrift in a sea of mistakes.</div>
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Because he’s absolutely right.</div>
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“Vann—”</div>
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“No,” he says, still seething. “No.” He holds up one finger. “I’m not done. You don’t get to talk yet. I’ve been holding this in all fucking night while you laughed and joked with my goddamned brother and his stupid yoked-out army friend. Who, by the way, was leering at you the entire time.”</div>
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“He was not!”</div>
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“He so was!”</div>
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“He was lying face down, Vann!”</div>
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“I just want to say this.” He pauses again and his chest is rising and falling very quickly, like he’s really upset. And his lips are falling into a deep frown. And his face is becoming flushed with heat. “I have <em>earned</em> my chance, Belinda. I didn’t become your friend because I wanted to get in your pants. I didn’t get you the apprentice job because I thought we’d be good together. I didn’t drive you and Tara two thousand miles to Key West because I thought maybe you’d finally see me for what I am. I did all those things because I <em>like</em> you. With no expectations whatsoever. I did all those things because I enjoy you. And when we’re together, life is fun. Even when we’re running from guys called Diablo, and smuggling people on boats, and especially when we’re just hanging out doing nothing. Saying nothing. That’s my favorite time with you. Because we’re at that place now. That place where we’re comfortable. And I keep waiting for you to see how <em>good</em> we are. And you just”—he shakes his head—“refuse! You just refuse to even consider me. But this asshole Tony Dumas shows up out of nowhere and you give him all the considerations. You say you don’t like him—”</div>
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“I don’t!”</div>
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“You say that, but then why, Belinda? Why do you give him all the chances he hasn’t <em>earned</em>?”</div>
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<b>JA Huss</b> is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.</div>
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Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.</div>
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Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.</div>
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She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.</div>
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<strong>Break You Hard</strong></div>
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<strong>Michelle Hercules</strong></div>
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(Rebel Hearts Duet, #1)</div>
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Publication date: November 3rd 2020</div>
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Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance</div>
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He came into my life like a thunderstorm.</div>
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Furious.</div>
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Devastating.</div>
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Loud.</div>
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I was lost in the dark until his lightning struck the sky, brightening everything for a split second, but long enough for me to find a way out.</div>
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I’m a single mom, trying my best to survive. There’s no room in my life for anything else. Or so I thought. The more time I spend with Jessie, the more I realize he’s not a bad boy who needs saving, he’s the man who has captured my heart.</div>
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She came into my life like a summer breeze.</div>
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Soft.</div>
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Warm.</div>
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Gentle.</div>
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I was spiraling out of control, headed straight for destruction until her kindness removed the barbed wire around my heart.</div>
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I was the lost cause, the black sheep in my family. I wanted to hurt everyone to forget my pain. But Riley saw past all my bullshit. She tried to help me even though her own life was in shambles. Now all I want is to prove that I can be the man that she needs even if it could break us hard.</div>
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<strong>The Silent Daughter</strong></div>
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<strong>Claire Amarti</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 7th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Psychological, Suspense</div>
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<strong><em>Schoolgirl missing</em></strong><strong>, the ticker reads, and the camera cuts to a girl’s face. Blonde hair waterfalling over her shoulders, serious eyes, lips a little parted like she’s about to speak. That’s when I realize I’ve been holding my breath, because the gasp when I inhale almost chokes me.</strong></div>
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Sadie Kelly has lost her job. Until last month, she was a teacher at Horton College – the same high school she went to ten years ago along with her best friend, Fiona. But Fiona died in an accident on their graduation night, in circumstances Sadie’s spent the last ten years trying to forget, and since then nothing’s been the same.</div>
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Now Sadie’s back where she grew up, jobless, and living temporarily with Fiona’s mother. But when she hears that Devon Hundley, a Horton schoolgirl, has gone missing, everything changes. Devon’s the daughter of Philip Hundley, a man Sadie knows all too well, and Sadie can’t stop thinking about the last time she saw Devon. It was the day Sadie left Horton for good, and heard Devon murmur four little words as she walked away. Four words Sadie prayed she had misheard:</div>
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<em>I know your secret.</em></div>
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<strong>A gripping page-turner for fans of Kerry Lonsdale, Diane Chamberlain, and Liane Moriarty.</strong></div>
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I lower my gaze to the grey headstone before us.</div>
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<em>Kennedy, Fiona.</em></div>
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<em>Beloved daughter.</em></div>
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<em>Loyal friend. </em></div>
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The familiar nausea churns in my stomach. Beside me, Jan kneels down and starts pulling small weeds from the headstone. The weeds are only ever small ones, because Jan comes here regularly. She watches over this little patch of earth. The lettering on the headstone is sharp and clear – I hear they carve them with lasers these days. I think for a moment what it might be like to be a gravestone carver. Quiet, I decide. Peaceful. The right kind of life for someone like me, the hermit I’ve become.</div>
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Jan places the little clump of pink freesias underneath the stone. She’s always calm and matter-of-fact when we visit her daughter’s grave, no tears. She just sees to the weeds and clucks her tongue whenever there are signs of youths drinking in the cemetery, empty cans or cigarette butts. She treats it like a living room that needs cleaning but it’s hard to know what she really feels – how much she’s recovered or ever will recover from the loss. It’s the one thing – okay, one of the two things – that I will never talk to Jan about. I just don’t have the words. And if I’m honest I probably don’t want to know what exactly she feels now. I can’t bear the guilt.</div>
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‘Okay love, we’ll be off now.’</div>
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I don’t know if it’s me or Fiona she’s talking to. The wind whips around her words, moving across the grass and shaking the spruce trees by the cemetery wall. Jan plants her hands on her thighs and levers herself back up from the ground. We link arms and I steer us back towards the parking lot.</div>
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‘You mustn’t worry about the job thing, Sadie,’ Jan says. ‘You know you can stay with me for as long as you like.’</div>
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‘I know,’ I say, and give her arm a squeeze through the raincoat.</div>
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‘Everybody needs a break sometimes,’ she goes on. ‘It’s nothing to be ashamed of.’</div>
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<em>A break </em>is a nice way to put it. She’s conveniently leaving out how I was asked to leave Horton College, and how I’ve been having periodic panic attacks since arriving back, jobless, to Milham. It’s frankly embarrassing. Jan’s house has always been a second home to me though. As for my actual home, Mom’s house is only a three-minute drive from Jan’s, but that door is closed to me these days.</div>
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‘I sometimes think that -’ Jan pauses. ‘I sometimes think it was my fault, Sadie.’</div>
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I stop walking, taken by surprise.</div>
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‘What do you mean? What was your fault?’</div>
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She sighs. ‘Well, you know. Driving you so hard. Pushing you. You never did ‘have a break’ growing up, did you? I was always pushing you to do more. You and Fiona. But Fiona was different. She never worked as hard as you did.’</div>
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<em>She didn’t have to. </em>Fiona was smart, smarter than me. Smarter than almost anybody. I touch the locket I always wear around my neck.</div>
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It’s true, Jan coached us, pushed us. But I always wanted to be pushed. I wanted to escape little Milham town every bit as much as Jan wanted me to. Everything she dreamed for us, I dreamed too. Harder than she knows.</div>
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I squeeze Jan’s arm again.</div>
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‘You were my fairy godmother. You still are. Don’t second guess yourself. And don’t worry about me. Something will come up.’</div>
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She turns her head just enough to look me in the face; her raincoat squeaks. She smiles at me.</div>
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‘You’re a good girl, Sadie.’ Her voice is kind, loving. ‘You always were.’</div>
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I drop my eyes from hers, focus on the parking lot. The drops are coming down thick now, enough that nobody could tell if it’s rain on my face or tears. I glance back. The wind is strong and the flowers are cheap, and there’s already a flutter of pink petals come loose, whipped up in the air like morbid confetti. </div>
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A good girl.</div>
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If only she knew.<br />
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I’m an author who writes suspense stories about ordinary women – women like the ones we all know and love – who find out that their ordinary lives may not be quite so ordinary after all! My hope is that you will root for them, fear for them, and find yourself holding your breath when the action starts to get a little hairy!</div>
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When I’m not doing writing, I can be found strolling the streets of Brooklyn, New York City, my adopted home, dodging pigeons and traffic. I moved here a little over eight years ago – I hail from Ireland originally – and never looked back. To me there’s nothing more wonderful than that feeling of finding – or making! – a new home, that mixture of excitement at finding a place in the world, and the comfort of being able to come back to it time and again. That’s what reading feels like for me… and for you too I suspect! It’s also the same joy I get from writing. I hope my books can become a kind of home for you too: a place where you can trust that you’ll find a wonderful adventure, and then land safe and sound at the end of it all, ready to do it all again another day!</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-63880051569607788292020-05-06T00:02:00.001-04:002020-05-06T00:02:08.249-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Based on Lies by Debarshi Kanjilal <div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Based on Lies – The Whole Story</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 1st 2020</div>
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Genres: Dark Romance, Psychological Thriller</div>
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A child abuser.</div>
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Each one of these phrases can aptly describe Anurag Sanyal. This is Anurag’s story.</div>
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He has confessed it all to his diary. He has described every crime in vivid, nauseating detail. And each account is more surreal, more messed up than the last. There is only one problem – everything he narrates is based on lies.</div>
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Anurag smiled hesitantly and said, “It’s okay. I know you are here to help. And I trust any choice that Aditi makes.”</div>
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“Good,” I said, as I stood next to him. I drew a chair for myself and sat down in front of him.</div>
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“You love Aditi, don’t you?” I asked.</div>
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“Of course, I do,” said Anurag. “Anyone else, I would have been struggling to keep paying exorbitant alimonies for years now. But Aditi is different. I wish I could have done more for her, given her a child, perhaps.”</div>
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This sentiment wasn’t new. I had read something similar in his diary. And that scared me; his diary couldn’t be dismissed as a madman’s blabbering if he can recall any or all of it.</div>
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“Does Aditi feel that way about the child? Are you sure that she even wishes to have a child with you?” I asked.</div>
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Anurag burst into laughter. “Which married woman in her thirties doesn’t want a child, doctor? Let me call you doctor, makes you seem important! Anyway, I don’t need to ask her that question, doctor. I have been with her long enough to know what her heart desires.”</div>
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I tried to stay calm. After the silence simmered for half a minute, Anurag added, “If I did ask her, she’d say ‘you’re the child in our marriage, Avi, we don’t need another one,’ but I know she would just be saying that.”</div>
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I was caught with my guard down. ‘Avi!’ I exclaimed as I turned to the door into the room to look at Aditi, who had been standing there calmly all along. She turned her gaze down to the floor and then silently turned and walked away. I tried to gather my composure—futile efforts. I looked back at Anurag and asked him, “I am sorry, I didn’t read your full name yet. That was really careless of me.”</div>
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“It’s okay, doctor. After all, you are not a real doctor, so you are allowed to make mistakes! It’s Kar, Avinit Kar.”</div>
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“Of course, Avinit. Avinit, do you know anyone named Anurag?”</div>
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“Yes, of course, I knew Anurag, but haven’t you heard?”</div>
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And with that preface, Anurag started talking. And before I couldn’t take any more of the ridiculous story he narrated, he had suggested that Anurag, who was someone other than himself, had died in a terrible road accident, and Aditi is now grieving his death.<br />
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<b>Debarshi Kanjilal</b> is an urban fiction writer based out of Bangalore, India. He published his first novella, Crimes of Love, just before the 2017 holiday season and it was touted as a gripping psychological thriller by several reputable reviewers.</div>
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DK ran the ‘God of Absurdity’ blog from 2012 to 2015, which published humorous anecdotes and reflection pieces. He is also an accomplished learning experience design professional who has help shaped adult learning content strategy for some of the most reputable organizations in the world.</div>
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You can keep up to date with his work on LinkedIn, Instagram, or his website.</div>
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<strong>Fool for Him</strong></div>
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Publication date: June 17th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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<b>Haunted by a history she can’t rewrite, her heart is cracked and fragile—wrapped in the lies she’s certain are true.</b></div>
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Teddy has played it safe for the last four years, avoiding romantic entanglements altogether. She spends her days working with her best friend at Mountain Time Art and hides behind her camera in her spare time. She’s convinced the boundaries around her heart are necessary, and her life is fulfilling enough.</div>
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The day Judah St. Michaels enters the gallery, she’s reminded her life could be more. Though, as gorgeous as the tall, handsome man in a suit may be, she’s sure he’s far from safe.</div>
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When the pull of the seductive man becomes all consuming, Teddy finds herself falling into temptation. But the deeper she gets, the louder her past demons become.</div>
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She’s irreparable, and no good man deserves that.</div>
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There's a place where your mind can escape, your body can find rest, and your heart can soar - and R.C. Martin wants to take you there.</div>
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R.C.'s journey into the world of indie-publishing began like so many of her peers - with a big dream and a basket full of rejection. Confident that she'd one day pen a book someone would say yes to, she spent years crafting stories which became the foundation of her craft. When she'd finally written "the one," she just knew - and there was no rejection strong enough to stop her from sharing her novel with the world. In 2015 she published her debut, and the rest, as they say, is history - only far more romantic.</div>
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In a voice all her own, she strives to capture the magic of a kiss, the passion in a lovers' embrace, and even sometimes the breathtaking ache of a broken heart. A true believer in the power of love and the grace found in redemption, you can trust this hopeless romantic to take you on an emotional ride that leaves you forever changed.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-76807491727431230872020-05-05T00:00:00.000-04:002020-05-05T00:00:00.213-04:00New Release Serial & #Giveaway ~ Experimental Housewife by Lili Von<div style="text-align: center;">
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LILI VON</b> is the pseudonym of bestselling contemporary and paranormal romance novelist Olivia Hardin. But Lili has a naughty little secret. She loves sex... sex with a connection. She believes adoration and exploration of the body can become a conduit to the deepest recesses of the heart and mind.
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(Bossy Brothers, #6)</div>
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Publication date: May 12th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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Belinda Baker and I were not <em>made for each other</em>.</div>
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We are not soul mates, or lovers, or even frenemies.</div>
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She is the one who <em>needed</em> to get away.</div>
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What we had together wasn’t blind love, it was sick rage.</div>
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We were a match made in hell, it was hate at first sight, and when she walked away from me and never looked back—it was a relief.</div>
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It was <em>bliss</em>.</div>
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So why did I travel two thousand miles so I could be near her?</div>
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Why can’t I stop thinking about this girl I never want to see again?</div>
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Why. Am I. <em>Here</em>?</div>
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And what do I have to do to make her disappear for good?</div>
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<b>JA Huss</b> is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.</div>
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Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.</div>
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Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.</div>
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She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-38406803781708279172020-05-04T23:20:00.000-04:002020-05-04T23:20:30.621-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ No White Knight by Nicole Snow<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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Publication date: April 30th 2020</div>
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<b>Handsome devil. Hate-worthy. Walking scandal.</b></div>
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<b>I’m catching one feeling with him and it’s got teeth…</b></div>
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If I was a bird, I know who I’d paint white.</div>
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Holt Silverton.</div>
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The cocky dolt who swaggered up thinking he’d buy my ranch out from under me.</div>
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I know his reputation—those stormy eyes and chiseled looks ruined half this town.</div>
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Spare me the pick up lines and pretty words.</div>
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I’d rather chew nails than get roped up in <i>anything</i> with him.</div>
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I ain’t selling off my home, my inheritance, or my horses.</div>
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Not even if I desperately need the cash when trouble comes calling.</div>
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But there are two things I didn’t count on.</div>
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Holt’s as stubborn as a bull.</div>
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He’s also hiding a rough and tumble country boy behind that big city suit.</div>
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Everything flips upside down the day he says he’ll help save my land.</div>
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Too easy.</div>
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Because I can’t let anybody uncover the awful secret on my property.</div>
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Not even gorgeous stallions turning <i>I-hate-you</i> into <i>what-are-we-doing.</i></div>
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He’s no white knight.</div>
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The way Holt kisses is a warning…</div>
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Nothing will ever be the same after this dark knight rocks my world.</div>
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This girl hits below the belt.</div>
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Literally.</div>
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That’s one area, though, where I’m never insecure. I’m actually grinning.</div>
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There’s a fire in her, and frankly, I respect her more for calling me the douchebag I am for coming out here and sizing up her land without even a <em>how-do-you-do?</em></div>
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“Don’t even try it,” I say. “I grew up around here. I know how to handle horses.”</div>
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“I <em>hope </em>you mean riding. Wouldn’t know it just looking at you.” Another once-over, like my suit’s some kind of scarlet letter branding me an outsider. “You look like New York. Tell you what—you ever want your country edge back, I’ll break you in until you’re raw around the edges and leave you begging.”</div>
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I arch both brows. “Sweetheart, I don’t think you meant that to come out the way it did,” I say, biting back a bigger grin.</div>
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Libby makes a disgusted huff, rolling her eyes so hard they go white.</div>
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“Keep it in your pants, cowboy.”</div>
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“Again,” I point out, “you seem to be putting a whole lot of thought into what’s in my trousers. You been missing me, Libby? Had a little crush I never knew about and now we’re all grown up and you want to play?”</div>
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I step closer to her.</div>
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I can’t help it.</div>
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Women look at me like I’m dinner. Sure, they hear the stories.</div>
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I’m bad news, but the kind of bad news you want to hear to learn a few dirty tricks.</div>
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Everybody wants a ride.</div>
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Nobody ever tries to buck me off.</div>
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Not like Libby.</div>
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And that just makes me want to get under her skin and live there. I smile slowly, leaning down toward her, close enough to purr in her ear.</div>
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“You want to play house,” I say, “you gotta call me Daddy.”</div>
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Her eyes go wider than the moon.</div>
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She makes a strangled sound in the back of her throat.</div>
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That hot-pink flush in her cheeks turns brilliant red, and there’s no mistaking the fury.</div>
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Her mouth thins to a tight line.</div>
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The only warning I get is Sierra shouting.</div>
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“Oh, no, Libby, <em>don’t—</em>”</div>
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Too late. Libby plants her hands square on my chest and <em>pushes me</em>.</div>
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I mean, hell.</div>
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It’s a miracle she catches me off kilter, considering she barely comes up to my collar.</div>
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But I’m thinking less about being impressed and more about the sky spinning and the world whirling by as I topple backward.</div>
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My ass lands <em>hard </em>in a puff of yellow dust that flies up and spills back down, coating my freshly dry-cleaned black suit.<br />
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<b>Nicole Snow</b> is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author. She found her love of writing by hashing out love scenes on lunch breaks and plotting her great escape from boardrooms. Her work roared onto the indie romance scene in 2014 with her Grizzlies MC series.</div>
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Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty. With over a million books sold, she lives for the joy of making two people fight with every bit of their soul for a Happily Ever After.</div>
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Current fan favorites include her Enguard Protectors series, accidental love novels, plus long beloved MC romance thrillers like the Grizzlies and Deadly Pistols.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-398356402531858272020-05-04T23:09:00.001-04:002020-05-04T23:09:33.463-04:00Book Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Instalovers by J.L. Beck & C. Hallman<div style="margin: 0 auto 15px; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Insta Lovers: A Collection of Steamy Novellas</strong></div>
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<strong>C. Hallman & J.L. Beck</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 4th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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If instalove is your jam, then welcome to the party. </div>
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Five steamy-novellas that will melt your panties and your heart. </div>
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Each book contains an alpha hero, a heart-warming heroine and a happily ever after that will leave you deeply satisfied. </div>
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HIS GIFT</div>
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She was brought to me as a gift. One Valentine’s Day.
Completely naked, besides a shiny red bow that was wrapped around her slender middle.
The moment I laid eyes on her… I wanted her. Every single inch of her body and every dark corner of her mind.
I wanted it all.</div>
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RUNAWAY BRIDE</div>
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Escaping the church is easy, but figuring out where to go from there is impossible. And then she runs into him, a ruggedly handsome man with eyes that pierce her soul. Instantly, she’s drawn to him.</div>
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THE BILLIONAIR’S NANNY</div>
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When Cassie shows up at the home of the Barnes twin’s she’s not sure what to expect. Why do these brother’s need a live in nanny, and how the hell is she supposed to live with them when she can barely handle looking at them? </div>
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ON THE RUN </div>
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I still don’t quite understand how I ended up running from the cops that night.</div>
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Well… at least I have a hot as hell convict in tow.</div>
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TAKING WHAT’S HIS</div>
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Her daddy owes me a half million dollars, but I’m taking her in instead.
She’s an innocent in this evil war, but I can’t let her go.</div>
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<strong>J.L. Beck</strong> is a USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR, she has written over fifty different romance novels. She started her journey of writing back in 2014 and hasn't slowed down a second since then.</div>
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She's captivated by real romance, and loves reading about strong "ALPHA" males, as well as sassy heroines that know or may not know what they want. She is best known for delivering a happily ever after but has ended things on a cliffhanger a time or two.</div>
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When she's not typing away at her next book you can find her being a mom to her two adorable kiddos and wife to her high school sweetheart.</div>
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She's obsessed with Starbucks, social media, and is definitely more of a dog person than cat.</div>
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Born and raised in Germany, <strong>Cassandra</strong> moved to the United States when she was eighteen. She always had a love for reading, that love slowly transpired into writing. She put fingers to the keyboard and started writing about the dark side of romance.</div>
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Cassandra is one half of the international bestselling author duo Beck & Hallman, who are most knows for the writing the Northwood University series.</div>
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The pair also write under the pen name Jenna Reed.</div>
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Sammy's Book Obsessionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09687770463967063115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4025603442733310709.post-12023478781979294492020-04-29T14:43:00.000-04:002020-04-29T14:43:53.812-04:00Release Blitz & #Giveaway ~ Fallen Crest Campout by Tijan<div style="text-align: center;">
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Sam and Mason return to Fallen Crest for a camping trip.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">They head north, meeting up with a few friends from Roussou and enjoy a night of booze, some leapfrogging, and there’s a small therapy session to air out some tension in the group.</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">Tijan is a </span><i><span style="font-weight: 400;">New York Times</span></i><span style="font-weight: 400;"> Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.</span></div>
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<strong>The Run Around</strong></div>
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Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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Arranging a wedding for her brother and a five-time thoroughbride tests Hope’s skills and patience. She’d believed the vows would be the most dangerous part of the ceremony, but a baseball to the head during the photography session proves her wrong and lands her in the sights of her brother’s best friend, Fredrick.</div>
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He wants her to plan his wedding.</div>
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She wants to be his bride.</div>
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Diving into the treacherous world of wedding planning, Hope keeps her word and arranges the vows for the one man she believes she could love. He doesn’t know how much she cherishes him and his friendship.</div>
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What she doesn’t know lands her in the heart of a royal mess.</div>
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A sensible woman would’ve been delighted to be her future sister-in-law’s maid of honor, as it implied cordial relationships or some sort of bullshit like that. I knew better.</div>
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I made an excellent scapegoat.</div>
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As the wedding party’s weakest link, everyone expected me to trip on my dress, maybe break an ankle along with my neck, or spill the entire wine fountain onto the floor. My brother claimed he loved me, but I believed he’d been the one to spread the rumor I was the world’s clumsiest woman.</div>
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When I secured my revenge, it would be sweet.</div>
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But first, I needed to survive my brother’s wedding without being responsible for a single hiccup. Playing to my brother’s misconceptions, I’d spent months tripping over nothing on purpose so I could transform myself into the image of traditional beauty and grace.</div>
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I’d even lost twenty pounds so my dress would fit.</div>
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The wedding would be a disaster, but I would emerge from the chaos smelling like roses, red wine, and garlic bread. Honestly, I doubted the wedding would make it to the reception.</div>
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Some weddings had bridezillas. We had a thoroughbride, and if she got it into her head to run, I wished my brother the best of luck catching her before she fled from the church. My proposal to have the wedding on a yacht, where my brother’s thoroughbride couldn’t escape, hadn’t earned me points with anyone.</div>
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The bride hated the ocean.</div>
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My brother was smart enough to catch onto my implication.</div>
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It wasn’t my fault Amy wasn’t exactly the most reliable woman in the world when it came to marriage. Once was a fluke. Twice was a trend. Five incidents of running from the wedding was evidence the thoroughbride would strike again, and my dear old brother would be saddled with the fifty thousand dollar bill, as he refused to believe Amy would run out on him.</div>
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Oh, no. Amy would never run out on <em>him</em>.<br />
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<strong>The Divorce Attorney</strong></div>
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Publication date: May 26th 2020</div>
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Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Romance</div>
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What are you supposed to do when your insanely hot divorce attorney leans over after you’ve signed your divorce papers and seductively whispers in your ear, “Give me a call if you want to know how it feels to be handled by a real man since you were clearly too much woman for him,” before sliding his business card over and walking out the door?</div>
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I mean, what do you do with that?</div>
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Sure, I’m tempted. I just lost a hundred and eighty pounds of stupid, cheating man. I deserve to treat myself.</div>
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The thing is, I think he might be too much man for me.</div>
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After all, he’s fifteen years my senior, though he doesn’t look it.</div>
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But the urge to learn what this seasoned pro could teach me proves irresistible.</div>
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And as it turns out, he’s a pro at a lot of things…like destroying people’s lives.</div>
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Traveler. Reader. Beach-goer. St. Louis Cardinals fan. Pasta-obsessed. North Carolina resident. Sarcastic. Bit of a nerd.</div>
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Author of the Cruz Brothers, Possession and Politics, and Timid Souls series, Melanie loves all things romance, comedies and suspense in particular because it’s boring to only stick to one sub-genre! From light-hearted comedies to sexy thrillers, she likes to mix it up, but loves her some strong alpha males and sassy heroines.</div>
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