Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Cover Reveal - Brave (Book #3 in the Wicked Trilogy) by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Today we are so excited to be part of a cover reveal for Brave, Book #3 in the Wicked Trilogy by Jennifer L. Armentrout. Be looking for this book to come out December 11, 2017.





SYNOPSIS:



Ivy Morgan hasn't been feeling like herself lately. Not like anyone can blame her. After all, being held captive by a psychotic fae prince hell-bent on permanently opening the gates to the Otherworld is bound to leave some mental scars.


It’s more than that, though. Something dark and insidious is spreading throughout Ivy, more powerful than she could ever imagine... and it’s coming between her and the man she’s fallen deeply in love with, elite Order member Ren Owens.


Ren would do anything to keep Ivy safe. Anything. But when he makes a life altering choice for her, the fallout of his act has far reaching consequences that threaten to tear their lives apart.

If Ivy is going to have any hope of surviving this, she must put aside the hurt and betrayal she feels, and work with not only those she loves, but with an enemy she would rather kill than ever trust. War is coming, and it soon becomes clear that what Ivy and Ren thought they knew about the Order, themselves, and even their enemies, has been nothing but a cluster of dangerous, deadly lies. Ivy knows she must be more than just brave to save those she loves--and, ultimately, to save herself.


Because behind ever evil fae Prince, there’s a Queen


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Series: The Wicked Trilogy, Book # 3
RELEASE DATE: December 11th, 2017
Available Formats: Paperback (U.S./Canada) and E-book

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To celebrate the upcoming release of BRAVE (book 3 in the Wicked Saga), Jennifer is offering an exclusive virtual signing! Through this virtual signing, you will be able to order SIGNED & PERSONALIZED copies of WICKED, TORN, and BRAVE!
And best of all -- This is OPEN INTERNATIONALLY! 



- Virtual Signing opens 9/21/17 at 11AM ET
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Monday, September 11, 2017

Happy Release Day -SPEED by B.B. Easton


Today is the release day blitz for Speed by BB Easton! Check it out and grab your copy today!


Title: SPEED Author: BB Easton Genre: New Adult Romance Release Day: September 11th

About Speed

Because BB Easton had so much fun writing her bestselling, award-winning memoir, 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN, she decided to give each of her four men his own steamy standalone! SPEED is the second book in the 44 Chapters spin-off series—a gritty, taboo love triangle overflowing with dark humor and tangible teen angst. It is based on a true story. 

After her possessive, psychopathic, rage-fueled ex, Knight, joins the Marines, sixteen-year-old BB is left trying, and failing, to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. It isn't until she meets Harley James—an easy-going, tattooed mechanic with a face as angelic as his habits are sinful—that she learns how to live again. How to laugh again. But will she learn to love again? 

Over Knight’s dead body.

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It was love at first sight. A late ‘60s Mustang fastback body style, matte black paint job, matte black rims, blacked out windows, and a massive open-air scoop on the hood. It looked like something straight out of Mad Max

“Can I help you with somethin’?” 

I turned and met the amused stare of a broad shouldered, baby-faced, blue-eyed mechanic. His dirty-blond hair was pushed back in a messy pompadour. His forearms were covered in hot rod tattoos. His pouty bottom lip was pierced. And his name was embroidered on the A&J Auto Body shirt hugging his hard chest. 

Hellooo, Harley. 

“Sorry,” I sputtered. “I know I’m probably not supposed to be back here, but I…” I looked back up at the beast on the lift and a deep longing seized my chest. “I just can’t leave her.” 

Harley—if that was even his real name—chuckled and said, “So, you like the ladies, huh?” 

“What? No!” I snapped. 

“Good.” The mechanic smiled, and the twinkle in his mischievous blue eyes reminded me just how much I liked boys. 

Trying to bring the subject back to cars and away from my sexual orientation, I looked around the garage and pointed to my faded black hatchback on the farthest lift. “I drive the baby version of this.” 

Harley glanced over at my most prized possession and nodded in approval. “Five-oh, huh? Not bad. Manual or automatic?” 

“Manual,” I groaned. 

“No shit? Your boyfriend teach you how to drive that thing?” 

“No,” I said, letting my mouth hang open in pretend offense. 

“Ah,” Harley nodded. “You met him after you got the car.” 

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” I said, rolling my eyes. I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep from smiling. God, he was cute. The guy had a face like James Dean and a body like Dean Cain. And that accent. Living in the south, Southern accents are a dime a dozen, but Harley’s was just subtle enough to be cute. Cute, cute, cute. 

Harley smirked at me and asked, “Your old man must be a car guy then, huh?” 

“You got me,” I smiled. “I’ve been hoarding all his old Muscle Car magazines since I was a kid. I used to cut out all the Mustang pictures and tape them to my bedroom walls, but the tape fucked up the sheetrock so my mom bought one of those clear plastic shower curtains with the photo pockets and—” 

Harley held up a hand to silence me. “I’m gonna have to stop you right there,” he beamed, “’cause right now all I can picture is you in the shower and I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be able to process another word you say.” 

Oh my God! 

I could feel the prickly heat of a blush creeping up my neck. I bit the insides of my cheeks to keep my face from splitting open into a blotchy, big-toothed grin caused by his sexy little comment had caused. This guy, Harley, had to be in his early twenties, he was fiiiine as hell, and he was flirting with me

Having no idea how to respond to that, I tried again to change the subject. “So, what do you drive?” 

“Hmm…” Harley tilted his head and smirked. “Why don’t you take a guess?” 

Oh, we’re playing games now. Okay… 

I tapped my lips with my fingertips and eyed him, thinking hard. 

“You strike me as a…Volkswagen Beetle kinda guy.” 

Harley almost laughed, then quickly scowled, trying to look offended. 

“No? Oh, I got it. PT Cruiser.” 

Harley pursed his ample lips, fighting back a grin. 

“Wood-paneled Pinto?” 

That one had him wrinkling his nose in genuine horror. 

“Oh, I know—it’s a trick question! You drive a Vespa!” 

Snort. 

I was running out of ideas, so I looked around the shop and spotted a ‘64 Impala lowrider. “Ooh! I found it. Right there,” I said, pointing to the hoopty. “The gold rims were a nice touch. I bet you even put hydraulics on it, didn’t you?” 

Harley finally let out the laugh he’d been biting back. It was deep and raspy and made my insides tingle. “You’re getting warmer,” he said. “It’s actually on hydraulics right now.” Harley lifted an oil-smudged finger and pointed to the matte black sex machine above my head.
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BB Easton lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia with her long-suffering husband, Ken, and two adorable children. She recently quit her job as a school psychologist to write stories about her punk rock past and deviant sexual history full-time. Ken is suuuper excited about it.

       

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Friday, September 8, 2017

Excerpt Reveal - Chasing Christmas Eve by Jill Shalvis

   

From New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis comes the next sexy, standalone novel in the Heartbreaker Bay series... Don’t miss the amazing excerpt below, and preorder your copy today!

 

About CHASING CHRISTMAS EVE:

Meet cute...

Run for the hills—temporarily. That’s Colbie Albright’s plan when she flees New York for San Francisco. Wrangling her crazy family by day and writing a bestselling YA fantasy series by night has taken its toll. In short, Colbie’s so over it that she’s under it. She’s also under the waters of a historic San Francisco fountain within an hour of arrival. Fortunately, the guy who fishes Colbie out has her looking forward to Christmas among strangers. But she’s pretty sure Spencer Baldwin won’t be a stranger for long.

Make merry...

Spence’s commitment to hiding from the Ghosts of Relationships Past means he doesn’t have to worry about the powerful—okay, crazy hot—chemistry he’s got with Colbie. Just because she can laugh at anything, especially herself... just because she’s gorgeous and a great listener…just because she “gets” Spencer immediately doesn’t mean he won’t be able to let Colbie go. Does it?

…and hope for a miracle.

Now the clock’s ticking for Colbie and Spence: Two weeks to cut loose. Two weeks to fall hard. Two weeks to figure out how to make this Christmas last a lifetime

     

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EXCERPT: #Motherforker The elevator doors opened onto the fifth floor, Spence’s private floor. He guided Colbie off the elevator into a lobby with four doors. One led to the stairwell—which Elle came out of with Daisy Duke in tow, perfectly behaved now, of course. 

Two more doors led to Spence’s private penthouse apartment and office. The last one opened directly into his gym. They went through that door, and while Elle flicked on lights and hit the alarm pad to enter his code, Spence heard Colbie gasp. He turned back quickly to find her staring in awe out the windows at the sun setting over the bay. 

“Wow,” she breathed, still shaking but taking the time to eye the 180-degree vista of the city as she hugged herself in his jacket. He knew that from where she stood, she could see the rest of Cow Hollow, and past that, Fort Mason Park, the Marina Green, and the bay. 

And he thought it was pretty wow too. He loved this view. It was one of the many reasons he’d bought the building in the first place. 

I wouldn’t be able to work out to this view,” she said. 

“Never gets old for me either.” Spence pulled out his phone to crank up the heat from his app before remembering he hadn’t dried the phone out yet. He had to actually use the control panel on the wall before going to her at the window. When he was stuck in his own head and unable to get anywhere with his work, he liked to stare out at the city that was more home to him than anywhere else had ever been. 

“I love it,” she breathed. “I feel like from right here I can see all the way to the ends of the Earth.” He knew what she meant. Out beyond the bay stretched the Pacific Ocean in all its deep-blue majesticness, clear to the gently curved horizon. 

“I could so write to this view,” she went on in a hushed, amazed voice and turned to Elle, who was working out her thumbs—on her phone. “This is such a great building. I saw the pub downstairs. And the coffee shop and that cute reclaimed-wood furniture place. What else is there?” 

“More shops and businesses,” Elle said, her thumbs still going, Daisy Duke at her side falling asleep standing up. “An eclectic mix on the first and second floors. Residential apartments on three and four.” 

“I don’t suppose you have any apartments available for a short-term rental?” Colbie asked hopefully. “I’m only going to be here until Christmas Eve but would happily pay for the whole month to stay here.” 

“Sorry,” Elle said. “But no.” Spence met Elle’s gaze. She was the mother figure he didn’t need, the bossy-as-hell sister he’d never asked for, and his favorite and most important employee, but she was also a colossal pain in his ass. “What Elle means,” he said, “is that she doesn’t know of anything offhand but I’m sure she could check it out for you.” 

“Hmm,” Elle said and nudged a trembling Colbie toward the shower area. “The restroom’s through that door. Fresh towels under the sink. Go get warmed up.” 

Colbie, apparently too cold to further argue, nodded. She shut the door behind herself and they heard the lock click into place. 

Cute, sexy, and smart. 

“Are you kidding me?” Elle asked him, keeping her voice low. 

“What?” 

“Don’t ‘what’ me. You know what. You’re in the middle of saving the world right now for Clarissa, remember? So please tell me what the hell you think you’re doing.” 

They heard the shower come on from inside the bathroom. “Look,” he said, trying to not picture Colbie stripping out of her clothes. “I got her into this mess. This is the least I can do.” 

“No,” she said. “The least you could do is give her a hundred bucks for her trouble and send her on her way.” 

“Cold, Elle, even for you.” “Did you even get a last name on her? Or what she does for a living? Did you vet her in any way?” 

“For what?” he asked. “I’m the one who ruined her day, not the other way around.” 

“And how about the way she reacted to you even thinking about touching her phone? Did you notice that little red flag?” 

“Of course. And I wouldn’t have let a stranger touch my phone either,” he said. “Hell, I barely let you touch it.” 

“You know what I’m getting at,” she said. “Maybe she has something to hide, Spence.” 

Or maybe she was in trouble. She’d denied that but he couldn’t help but think of her sweet eyes and the haunted depths he’d seen in them. “She needs a place to stay. Give her the empty furnished apartment I’m holding on the third floor.” 

“We don’t do short-term rentals here. By your own decree.”

“We do today.” 

There was a beat of silence. Since Elle was never silent, it had to be shock. 

“You hold that open for a reason,” she finally said. 

“Yeah, and so far Eddie’s refused to come in off the streets, hasn’t he?” Yet another problem he hadn’t been able to solve, which tightened the ever-present knot in his chest. “Make the rent cheap because she’s a struggling writer—she probably doesn’t have much money.” 

Elle’s mouth fell open. “She’s a writer? Are you kidding me?” 

“Not a reporter,” he said. “A fiction writer.” 

Elle just continued to stare at him. “Are you even listening to yourself?” 

“Look, I got her knocked into the fountain and it’s butt-ass cold out there, and she rolled with it.” He remembered Colbie’s throaty laugh and it made him smile even now. “She’d been a really good sport about it.” 

“Maybe she had a good reason,” Elle said. “Maybe she was trying to get close to you. Hell, maybe she is a reporter and the whole thing’s a setup.” 

“Come on,” he said. “She couldn’t have known Daisy Duke would send her sprawling into the fountain. This happened on my property—I’m making it right, end of story.” 

“Fine.” Elle pulled out her phone, which had gone off four thousand times in the past four minutes. “But I’d like to remind your stubborn ass that you’ve not been yourself since this whole media thing. You need to be more cautious about connecting with a stranger who appeared basically out of nowhere.” 

“She’s not running a con on me.” 

“I’m not saying she is, but we both know you’ve been screwed over, twice if we’re counting, and you haven’t come to terms with the betrayal yet. So just be careful, okay? That’s all I’m saying.” She pointed at him. “And remember, you’re the smartest person in this building and probably the smartest person I’ll ever meet. Use your powers for good.” 

He had to laugh. “Ditto.” 

She blew out a sigh, gave him a quick hug, and then she and Daisy Duke were gone. 

Spence let his smile slip as he walked across the room to check the thermostat again. He’d heard what Elle had to say, and he got it. He was still stinging, and he wasn’t himself. Added to that was the project for Clarissa. The unfinished project. It was critical work, more important than anything he’d ever done, and it was kicking his ass. He was on a deadline and could feel it breathing down his neck every single day that passed. He could afford no break in his concentration and efforts. 

A problem now that 99 percent of his brain had short-circuited over the thought of Colbie naked in his shower… 

He heard the water go off and he pictured her wrapping herself in his towel. Dripping wet… Shoving his hands in his pickets, he moved to the window and looked out at the view that had so impressed her. Once upon a time he couldn’t have imagined living in a place like this, much less owning it. But he’d conquered the shitty hand that life had dealt him. 

And he’d do it again if he had to. 

The bathroom door opened, and even better than his fantasy, Colbie emerged from a cloud of steam, her willowy body wrapped in one of his towels, her exposed skin gleaming and dewy damp. Her hair had been piled on top of her head, but wavy strands had escaped, clinging to her neck and shoulders. He couldn’t tear his gaze off of her. There was just something so uncalculated about her, so…natural and easy. She was like a beacon to him, which was both crazy and more than a little terrifying. 

Clearly not seeing him against the wall, she moved with an effortless grace to the suitcase she’d left at the door. Bending low enough to give him a near heart attack, she rifled through her things, mumbling to herself that she should’ve researched more about how to be a normal person instead of how to kill someone with an everyday object. 

“Do you kill a lot of people, then?” Spence asked. 

“Motherforker!” she said with a startled squeak of surprise, whirling to face him, almost losing her grip on the towel. 

Five days a week, Spence worked out hard in this gym. Mostly to outrun his demons, but the upside was he could run miles without losing his breath. But he lost his breath now. 

And that wasn’t his body’s only reaction.     

      

And don’t miss the previous books in Jill Shalvis’s Heartbreaker Bay Series, SWEET LITTLE LIES, THE TROUBLE WITH MISTLETOE, ONE SNOWY NIGHT and ACCIDENTALLY ON PURPOSE, now available! Grab your copies HERE!

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Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Cover Re-reveal - How We Deal With Gravity by Ginger Scott

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How We Deal With Gravity by Ginger Scott
NA Contemporary Romance
Blurb:
When her son Max was diagnosed with autism, Avery Abbot’s life changed forever. Her husband left, and her own dreams became a distant fantasy—always second to fighting never-ending battles to make sure Max was given opportunity, love and respect. Finding someone to fight along her side wasn’t even on her list, and she’d come to terms with the fact that she could never be her own priority again.

But a familiar face walking into her life in the form of 25-year-old Mason Street had Avery’s heart waging a war within. Mason was a failure. When he left his hometown five years ago, he was never coming back—it was only a matter of time before his records hit the billboard charts. Women, booze and rock-n-roll—that was it for him. But it seemed fate had a different plan in mind, and with a dropped record contract, little money and nowhere to go, Mason turned to the only family that ever made him feel home—the Abbots.

Avery loved Mason silently for years—until he broke her heart…completely. But time and life have a funny way of changing people, and sometimes second chances are there for a reason. Could this one save them both?


About the Author:


Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling and Goodreads Choice Award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, Blindness, How We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, The Girl I Was Before, Wild Reckless, Wicked Restless, In Your Dreams, The Hard Count, Hold My Breath, A Boy Like You and A Girl Like Me.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.

When she's not writing, the odds are high that she's somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork 'em, Devils).

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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Someone to You - My Review of HER BOOK BOYFRIEND by K.R. Grace

Title: Her Book Boyfriend
Author: K.R. Grace
Publisher: Liasion Publishing
Publication: August 25, 2017
Source: ARC from publisher through Netgalley


She believes the secret to love is in the tropes of her favorite romance novels. He’s the best friend prepared to prove her wrong.

Then comes the bet.

If she can’t land a boyfriend for prom by recreating the ten popular tropes in her favorite romance author’s books, she has to go to the prom with her.

The glitch?

They’ve been close their entire lives. He’s the rock god and school legend, while she’s the brainy sidekick who does all his dirty breakups. Thus, finding a guy who doesn’t think they’re already an item is going to be a lot harder than she thinks.

Will she land the book boyfriend of her dreams? Or will she be forced to go to prom with her best friend.

The truth is in the pages.




I made the mistake of reading some reviews on Goodreads. I've seen criticism of both lead characters, but the good news is that I didn't seem to have the same problems with the book that others had.

Her Book Boyfriend is about a girl named Macey who is a book-loving, studious type of girl. Her best friend, Cam is in a popular teen band and often uses Macey to break up with his latest girl of the week.  Macey's never been in love and desperately doesn't want to graduate high school without experiencing a relationship of her own.

Macey makes a list of the plots from her favorite books. Altogether, she ends up with a rather spectacular list of favorite romance tropes. She begins to target boys to test out her plots on. It's often awkward and cringe-worthy, but it pokes a little fun at the romance world while moving Macey closer to her ultimate goal.

As Macey moves through her list, it becomes obvious that something is troubling Cam. At first, it seems like Cam just has some family drama that is weighing him down, but you soon realize that he is not as excited about Macey's list as she is.

Macey's path to romance in rocky and filled with pitfalls. People get hurt and bad decisions are made, but in the end, she succumbs to my favorite trope. And I'll let you read the book and see which one that is.

3.5 out of 5 Stars



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Monday, August 28, 2017

Happy Release Day - Rebel by Rebecca Yarros

 

We are so excited to be sharing Rebecca Yarros's REBEL with you today! REBEL is the third standalone in the Renegades series and is out now--hurry and grab your copy today!


About REBEL

She’s Penna Carstairs. 

The Renegade they call Rebel. 

FMX-treme Magazine’s sexiest female athlete of the year. 

There’s no rule in extreme sports she hasn’t broken, No gender barrier she hasn’t demolished.   

She’s the woman I met in a bar in Vegas. 

The woman I illegally BASE jumped for. 

The woman I spent one insane, incredible night with. 

But now I’m screwed. 

Or rather…not screwed.   

Because the woman I can’t get out of my head is the one woman I can never touch again. 

I’m Dr. Cruz Delgado—the youngest professor on this campus, 

And Penelope Carstairs just walked into my class.
  
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EXCERPT
“Welcome to Latin American History.” 

At that deep, lightly accented voice, my pen fell to the paper, as useless as my brain. 

“This class will also serve as your Study At Sea seminar, which means I have the joy of getting to know each of you very well over the next three months since you’ll be writing a thirty-page thesis for me.” 

The class groaned, and I slowly dragged my eyes from the paper, past the neck of the red-haired boy in front of me, to the man who stood at the head of our class, casually leaning against his desk. I took in the way his pants hugged his hips, the contrast of his rolled white button-down against his tanned skin, and the loose green tie at his throat. My gaze caught on his lips, the strong line of his nose and cheekbones, to the melty chocolate eyes that were focused on the other side of the room as he addressed the students there. His hair looked like he’d run his hands through it more than a few times, and his teeth flashed white when he grinned, those panty-dissolving dimples appearing. 

My heart stopped beating and my breath froze in my lungs, as if the slightest motion would make him disappear. A rush of heat flushed my skin, and the knot in my chest loosened, unraveling as surely as my body had the last time I’d seen him. 

“So let’s get started, shall we? I just flew in from the States today, but I’ll be sure to learn all of your names by the end of the week. Now if you’ll let me have this moment, I’ve been waiting eight years to say it— My name is Dr. Delgado.” 

Two thoughts slammed into me simultaneously. 

One—Delgado. At least now I knew his last name. 

Two—Holy. Fucking. Shit. Cruz was my professor.   

 

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WILDER

I’m Paxton Wilder. Motocross phenom & adrenaline junkie. I have more tattoos than scars. And I’ve never seen a stunt I couldn’t pull off— Or a girl I can’t get off. Until she walks in.   My new tutor is sexy, smart, more stubborn than I am, and one hundred percent off limits. That’s right—the only rule this semester is Don’t Touch the Tutor. For the first time in my life, I want someone I can’t have. She’s the girl who obeys every rule. I’m the guy who breaks them. Our biggest risk is falling for each other, But I live for risk…



NOVA

The only heart he wants is the one he already broke…
He’s Landon Rhodes.
The Renegade they call Nova.
Sinfully gorgeous, broody, tatted-up, professional snowboarder.
Four-time X Games medalist—
Full-time heartbreaker.
They say a girl broke him once—
That’s why he’s so reckless, so driven, so careless with his conquests.
But I’m that girl.
They can call me his curse all they want.
He and I both know the truth—
He’s the one who destroyed me,
And I’m not the sucker who will let that happen again.



About REBECCA YARROS
Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and a lover of all things coffee, chocolate, and Paleo. She is the author of the Flight & Glory, Renegades, and Legacy series. She loves military heroes, and has been blissfully married to hers for fifteen years.
When she’s not writing, she’s tying hockey skates for her four sons, sneaking in some guitar time, or watching brat-pack movies with her two daughters. She lives in Colorado with the hottest Apache pilot ever, their rambunctious gaggle of kids, an English bulldog who is more stubborn than sweet, and a tortoise who might be faster than the bulldog. They recently adopted their youngest daughter from the foster system, and Rebecca is passionate about helping others do the same.

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Thursday, August 24, 2017

Excerpt - A Pinch of Salt by Bethany Lopez

Today we are part of the A PINCH OF SALT blog tour by Bethany Lopez. A Pinch of Salt is the first book in an all-new contemporary romance series, Three Sister's Catering. Check out the excerpt, teasers, and giveaway below for a chance to win a surprise book box!

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A Pinch of Salt by Bethany Lopez

(Three Sisters Catering, #1) Contemporary Romance Add the book to Goodreads


Synopsis:

For the past year, talented chef Millie has been consumed with running her new catering business with her sisters, Dru and Tasha. It isn't until Jackson walks through their door that she realizes something may be missing in the recipe of her life.

For the past year, Jackson has been dealing with the fallout of his wife's abandonment. He's had to learn how to be a single father to their eight-year-old daughter and will do anything to fill the void her mother left. It isn't until he commissions Millie for his daughter's birthday party that he realizes he's forgotten that he's not only a father but a man.

They both think they're content in their lives, but sometimes the right amount of spice can turn an okay dish into a magnificent one. A Pinch of Salt may be all that's needed to bring Millie and Jackson the flavor they've been missing.


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Millie

Are you ready?he asked, pushing his glasses up his nose in what I was beginning to realize was a nervous gesture.

Yes,I replied, giving him a true smile. It was easier knowing that he was just as nervous as I was. Lets go.

Its a beautiful day, shall we walk?Jackson asked, mockingly holding out his arm in a gallant gesture.

I laughed at his silliness and tucked my arm in his.

Id love that.

As we started on the short walk to the coffee house, I asked, So, what made you get into high school English?

I always knew I wanted to be a teacher, and Ive always loved literature, so it seemed like a no-brainer,Jackson replied easily. I started out with your basic freshman English, but now I teach an advanced class, focusing on the classics, like Shakespeare, Austen, and Alcott, and its great because the kids in my class choose to be there, so they actually want to learn what Im teaching.

Wow, that sounds wonderful,I replied, my heart pitter-pattering at the thought of Jackson laying down to read Jane Austen at night. And very rewarding.

It is,he agreed. Just then, the wind kicked up and his scent hit me. A bit of spice, with a hint of something I couldnt name. He smelled wonderful.

I was beginning to wonder what the hell was wrong with this guy. There had to be something. No one was this perfect.

Maybe he picks his nose or bites his toenails

But as I looked at his profile, my hand warm on his arm, I hoped that I was wrong. I wanted him to be real.

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A1nt0F1SfnL._UX250_Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began self-publishing in June 2011. She's a lover of all things romance: books, movies, music, and life, and she incorporates that into the books she writes. When she isn't reading or writing, she loves spending time with her husband and children, traveling whenever possible. Some of her favorite things are: Kristen Ashley Books, coffee in the morning, and In N Out burgers.

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