quarta-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2015

*Blog Tour + #Giveaway* Slow Burn (Driven #5) by K. Bromberg + Excerpt + Playlist @KBrombergDriven @RSofRomance




Meet Becks & Haddie in SLOW BURN - the newest stand alone in the Driven Series by K. Bromberg!


Slow Burn
Driven #5
by
K. Bromberg





*** Synopsis ***


ONE NIGHT. THAT'S ALL IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.

Reeling from the sudden loss of her sister, Haddie Montgomery has sworn off relationships. All she wanted from Beckett Daniels was a sexy distraction to help her escape her pain for just a little while... There weren't supposed to be any strings attached — so why can't she shake the memory of that unforgettable night from her thoughts? Or the taste of his kiss from her lips?

No matter how hard Haddie tries to forget about him, Becks relentlessly tries to prove that she should start living for today. But she is determined to avoid romantic commitment, and she can always use her ex-boyfriend's reappearance to help snuff out the slow burn within her that Becks has sparked...

Or will fate force her to realize that this kind of connection doesn't come along very often and a chance at love is worth the risk?






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He chuckles low and even, a sarcastic amusement woven through the sound that pisses me off. "What are you afraid of? Why is his offer so much more tempting than mine, huh? Oh, I know why," he says, sarcasm dripping from his words. "He'll walk away without any questions. But I won't will I, Haddie? I have plenty of questions. The first one being what exactly are you running from?"

My eyes flash up to meet his, and the look – the moment that passes between us – is too honest, too raw. I have to break it. I can't let him see the truths that even I'm trying to hide from. How I feel and what I need to fix me – the answer being him – because I'm not going to allow it to happen.

I can feel it. I can know it. But he can't.

My mind flashes back momentarily to the night of the wedding. Of how I asked him – gave him no other option really – to take me to bed. Did I know then that unzipping my dress for him and inviting him between my legs would lead to this? Me wanting so much more? Me standing in the middle of his apartment wanting to ask for more but unable to because of the fears that are holding me hostage?








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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author K. Bromberg is that reserved woman sitting in the corner who has you all fooled about the wild child inside of her — the one she lets out every time her fingertips touch the computer keyboard.

K. lives in Southern California with her husband and three children. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life, you can most likely find her on the treadmill or with Kindle in hand, devouring the pages of a good, saucy book.

On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Her debut novels, Driven, Fueled, and Crashed of The Driven Trilogy were well received and went on to become multi-platform bestsellers as well as landing on the New York Times and USA Today lists. Her other works include a short story, UnRaveled, and a companion piece to The Driven Trilogy titled Raced. She is currently working on three stand alone Driven novels, Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, and Hard Beat. She also plans to release a novel addressing the 10 year gap at the ending of Crashed in late fall 2015



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*Release Blitz + Excerpt + #Giveaway* Dangerous Temptations by Brooke Cumberland + Excerpt + Teasers @blcumberland @PRThehype




Dangerous Temptations
by
Brooke Cumberland






One night was all it took
One night to ruin everything I thought I knew.

From the outside, I had the perfect lifestyle.
Wealthy fiancé, blossoming career, amazing friends.

I wasn't looking to get married yet, but when William — "Manhattan's royalty" — charmed his way into my life, I couldn't deny the security and comfort that overcame me.

To society, I was the girl only after his money. I was the party-goer who managed to seduce a man twice my age to have the lifestyle some could only dream of. I was every magazine's cliché of what a gold-digging whore was.

I wanted to prove them wrong — that our love was real and that I wasn't that girl.

But then everything changed.
One wrong decision. One unfaithful night. One haunting reality.
Perhaps they were right.

The media didn't see it coming... and neither did I.


**This is a stand alone romance suspense novel with no cliffhanger. HEA depends on who you ask.**
Recommended for readers 18 and up due to strong language and explicit sexual content.



















"How long do you plan to act like this?" His question shocked me, my body jerking in response.

"Act like what?" I turned around, narrowing my brows in disapproval.

"That you despise me," he said bluntly.

I thought about his question for a moment, realizing this was probably just as hard on him as it was on me, but he was the one acting like an arrogant jerk.

"I wouldn't have to if you'd stop trying to cross boundaries with me when you know it's inappropriate."

"Inappropriate?" He laughed, pissing me off more. "Good god, it's like you're a Stepford Wife."

"You know what I mean."

"You mean... that I'm tempting you? That I'm giving you something more to desire?" He took a step toward me, caging me in with his arms around me. I stepped back as far as I could before hitting the back of the sink. "If you didn't feel it too, there'd be no issue. But I know for a fact you do."

I swallowed, hating that he was right, but it didn't mean anything. It couldn't.

"Just because your technique —" I waved a finger between us, "— normally works for other girls, doesn't mean it's going to work on me."

He furrowed his brows and asked, "And what technique would that be?"

"Getting what you want, who you want." I pushed against his chest, needing the space. "You're not used to girls saying 'no' to you. You use your name, your father's popularity to gain respect, and truthfully, it's a little pathetic," I snapped, the courage I'd felt quickly left as his eyes darkened, getting more intense.

He leaned into me and shot back, "Do you see any other girls here?"

"Give it time." I held my ground as best I could. His face that close to mine was making it almost impossible to think straight.

He laughed in my face, a deep, throaty laugh that came out as if he was amused by my antics. "If it's on the Internet, it must be true, right?"

I had looked him up late last night when sleep wouldn't come to me. Although I tried, wanting — needing — to forget that whole day, it just wasn't happening. Most of the stories were from his teenage and early college years, there hadn't been anything recent, but I used it against him anyway.

"Isn't that the way the game works?"

"I don't know what game you're playing, sweetheart, but I know what you felt when you kissed me. You feel what I feel and there's no denying that."

His eyes looked into mine, confident and tense as I stared back. "It doesn't matter, Alex. It's never going to lead to anything, so you should just stop trying."

"And what if I don't?"

"You're just wasting your time."

"I'm willing to bet I'm not, but if you want to be delusional, fine with me." He pressed his chest against me and brought his face closer to mine. "I wasn't sorry for what we did, Mac. I'll never be sorry for that. I'm only sorry you felt guilty about it afterward."

"If you cared about me at all like you claim, you'd back off, Alex."

He huffed in an amused laughter. "That's one thing you should learn about me, Mac. I don't back off on something I want." He gripped my chin with his thumb. "I was trying to get you out of my mind, and I failed miserably. The only thing I want from you is you. I don't need to parade you around like a little trophy wife or show you off to my friends. Once you see that, you'll change your mind." He dropped his hand and stepped back, walking away with the last word. It didn't matter anyway, I had nothing left to say.






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Brooke Cumberland is a USA Today Bestselling author who's a stay-at-home mom and writes full-time. She lives in the frozen tundra of Packer Nation with her husband, 4 year old wild child, and two teenage stepsons. When she's not writing, you can find her reading love stories, listening to music that inspires her, and laughing with her family. Brooke is addicted to Starbucks coffee, leggings, and anything sweet. She found her passion for telling stories during winter break one year in grad school - and she hasn't stopped since.



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*Cover Reveal + Excerpt + #Giveaway* Boundless Fate (Fate For Love #2) by Alicia Rae @aliciaraeauthor @InkSlingerPR



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Today we have the cover reveal for Alicia Rae's Boundless Fate and I am so excited to share it with you!!!

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Boundless Fate
Fate For Love#1
by
Alicia Rae

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 24th 2015





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Colton Kingston's livelihood has been reduced to a pile of black ashes by a tragic act of arson. After sending away the woman he's loved since the tender age of five, a dark hateful revenge threatens to overtake his heart. Colton knows pushing her away is the only way he can keep her safe.

Paige Summer has endured her fair share of obstacles in the past, and refuses to give up on Colton and the life they share together. As interferences try to tear them apart, Paige is determined to stand by Colton's side and remind him of their love and its strength.

But at every turn, tragedy continues to strike and more devastation falls upon them.

Will Colton and Paige's love be boundless? Or will revenge conquer their fate?




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I pulled off the main road of Paige's home and slipped my truck into park. An overwhelming sense of relief filled me when I saw she'd made it home safely. All the lights were off, and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

Except the lonely ache I felt inside.

I'd barely ate or slept in four days. But in this moment, I just wanted Paige, nothing else mattered.

The thought of her sleeping alone in her bed without me combined with the desperate need to feel her body against mine had me slouching forward and resting my forehead against the steering wheel.

I closed my eyes briefly, and muttered, "Don't do it, idiot," as I fought the impulse to go to her.

I could practically feel her heart beating — her soul calling to mine — I was that connected to her.

I was a starved man, yearning to have her in my arms. Before I was able to stop myself, I was striding across her front lawn, feeling an internal pull to be with her. I went around to the backside of the house and tapped on her window.

While standing there my attention fell to the grass, and all of the reasons why this was a bad idea oppressed me. I shouldn't be here. Staying away from Paige was the only way I could protect her. I couldn't let Hank see how deeply mine and Paige's love went for one another, or he could possibly take his animosity for me out on her. And if Hank hurt Paige in any way, it would be game over — there was no telling what I would do. She was my weakness and my strength all rolled into one, right around my heart.

Just as I was about to walk away and let Paige be, a dim light flickered on. The white curtain covering the window pane was drawn to the side, and I lifted my gaze. Paige stood before me staring through the clear glass, dressed in a long white tee. The conflicting emotions in her beautifully brown eyes reflected the way I felt inside, and it caused my heart to thump unevenly.

She lifted the window and then leaned forward while wrapping her fingers around the window frame, peering down at me.

"Colton," she breathed my name, and I was uncertain if it was meant as a greeting or a question.

"Can I come in?" I queried, getting straight to the point before I came up with reasons to force myself to leave her be.

"Yes." She stepped aside.

I braced my palms on the bottom ledge and hoisted myself upward. My right shoulder hit the window framing as the upper half of my body made it inside her room. I hadn't crawled through this window in ages, but the damn thing seemed smaller.

I lowered my feet to the ground and stood tall before briefly turning to close the window at my back. When I faced the room again, Paige was at the edge of her bed. She sat down and nestled herself under the comforter. When her eyes met mine, she grasped the corner of the blanket and lifted it as though a silent invitation.

Without a single sound, I slipped off my boots and went to her. Once climbing in next to her, she let the comforter gradually fall over me and stretched over to the nightstand where she turned off the light. Then, she settled back down on her right hip, her back toward me. I could feel her hesitation as she tried to distance herself from me.

To feel that kind of uncertainty pouring out of her was the same as someone cracking open my chest and grabbing ahold of my heart. But in truth, I couldn't blame her for feeling this way, because it was my fault for being hot and cold all over the place. It wasn't fair to her.

Desperately craving her warmth and needing to know that we were okay even though it was wrong of me to do so, my arm came to the center of her stomach, and in slow motion, I hauled her into my chest. She didn't fight me.

I outstretched one arm above her head and rested my cheek on my bicep while scooting closer till my nose rested against her hair, so I could inhale the sweet scent of her. With my other hand still at her center, I began to methodically rub tiny circles on her abdomen with the pad of my thumb. Her breathing increased with every full loop.

My eyes began to fall heavy with the weight of the last few days. I was so damn tired, but lying here with Paige — just like this — was all I ever wanted.

"Colton?" she asked suddenly out of the blue.

"Yeah?"

Her hand came to my wrist and she caressed it softly. "What are you doing here?"

Paige couldn't have asked me a tougher question, and I bit back the defeat I felt inside. I didn't hold the answer she was looking for. Instead, I made light of the situation, hoping to make her smile. "Sneaking in your window. Which shrunk drastically in size over the years, by the way."

A quiet laughter seeped out of her, and I found myself genuinely smiling for the first time in days. She rotated to face me and set her hand on my chest. "It didn't shrink. You have —" She skimmed her palm across my chest up to my shoulder — "broadened, so you don't fit through it as well as you used to."

"Maybe," I grinned mischievously.

In that instant, so many childhood reminiscences with Paige flashed through my mind, all of them filling my soul with sense of peace.

As a teen, there had been countless nights where I longed to see her so I'd go to her house and knock on her window. Paige would come outside, and we would lay in the grass for hours, watching the stars.

Even in the midst of my darkest days, those memories could bring a smile to my face. It was her that kept me going.

An unexplainable calm tranquility settled over me at having Paige’s body pressed against mine. She gave me hope I'd find myself again, and she made me believe someday I could let go of the hate and revenge I carried inside of me.

A profound tiredness took over me from the build-up of the past several happenings, and I was losing the will power to keep my eyes open.

Paige rose her hand to touch my cheek, caressing it. Her skin was so soft.

"Colton?" she repeated my name, softer this time.

I gazed down at her. "Yeah?"

The movement of my thumb paused on her stomach from the intensity burning in her eyes. "You know that's not the answer I was looking for..."

"No, it wasn't," I agreed, knowing she deserved an honest explanation. "I don't know why I'm here, only that I didn't have the strength to stay away, so please, just let me hold you."

"Okay." She set her finger on my lower lip and gently ran it back and forth. Then, she leaned in and softly kissed the corner of my mouth. "Goodnight, cowboy."

"Night," was all I had time to say before sleep carried me away.






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Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.

Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing in my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo

Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.

Believe in yourself and follow your dreams...



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*Cover Reveal + Excerpt* Never Gonna Tell by Sarah M. Ross @sarahtheauthor @InkSlingerPR



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Spilling her secrets could prove to be a fatal mistake... but this cover sure isn't!

We are so excited to bring you the Cover Reveal for Sarah M. Ross' NEVER GONNA TELL!

NEVER GONNA TELL is a Young Adult Romantic Suspense scheduled for release March 17th!!



Never Gonna Tell
by
Sarah M. Ross

Genre: Young Adult Romantic Suspense

Release Date: March 17th 2015





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My name is Reagan Wilcox: high school senior by day, kick-ass investigative journalist by night. I've always loved observing people — especially when they think no one is paying attention.

I thought I was ready to cover any story. Work any angle.

Nothing could have prepared me for what happened that night. I wasn't ready for what I saw. And I certainly wasn't ready for him.

I always knew I'd write the headlines. Now, I just might become one.




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Prologue


NOTHING BUT BLACKNESS surrounds me. I can't move. Why can't I move? A shiver runs through me, both from fear and the cold of the ground below me. The air is stale and smells like the earth as I try to take a deep breath. I instantly know I’m inside of something, or maybe under something. "Hello?" I call, my voice shaking and barely above a whisper. No one answers. I try again, a little louder, as I fight back tears. The only sound I hear is my heart pounding in my tightened chest, the noise filling my head. Thump, thump. Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

I blink, my eyes adjusting to the darkness, but still I can't see a thing. Pain radiates through my arm and head, but fear pulses stronger. The air around me grows thick and heavy. Sweat trickles down my face. My clammy hand trembles like a leaf in the wind as I stretch forward, feeling for something — anything. "Calm down," I command my nerves. "It's going to be okay." But even I don't believe my lies.

I move, just an inch, to test my arm. The pain is still throbbing, but it's manageable enough to try to get out from... wherever I am. Taking another stale breath, my right hand reaches out and connects with something hard and scratchy. Wood? It's all around me, maybe a foot or so away. I push against it as hard as I can with one hand, but it doesn't budge.

I'm trapped. I can't move and I want to scream. It's bubbling up inside, but I quash it back down. Screaming will only let them know I'm awake. That I'm alive. Panic begs to take over, to take control, but I need to get out of here before that happens. I want to take a deep breath, but can't. There isn't any to fill my lungs. But there has to be air coming from somewhere or I'd be dead by now, I remind myself. And that's all I need. I focus on keeping my breathing even, counting each breath. After reaching thirty, I reach up again, trailing the tips of my fingers along the wood, hoping to find a handle or knob, but there is only a large, flat, solid piece of wood.

This is it. My worst fear is coming to life. Everything I worked for, everything I sacrificed, was for naught. My mom and dad's faces pop into my mind as tears well in my eyes. I was so stupid. So foolish to think that I was doing the right thing. Now look where that's gotten me.

I’m going to die tonight. I’m sure of that now. All because I vowed that I was never gonna tell.






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Sarah started her obsession with reading at an early age, often sneaking BabySitter Club and Nancy Drew books into math class. She would read any book she could get her hands on. Her love of reading quickly evolved into a love of writing and stories began to pour out of her.

She grew up in Pittsburgh, graduated from The University of Pittsburgh with a degree in English, and taught 8th graders to love reading as much as she does for several years. Sarah will always be a proud member of the Steelers' Nation, but couldn't take the cold and moved her frozen tush to Florida where she now lives with her family and two cats. You will find her now with her trusty Kindle in hand and toes in the sand!

Sarah's debut novel, AWAKEN, released in January, 2012. Other novels include AVENGE, ATONE, ECHO OF AN EARTH ANGEL, and INHALE EXHALE.



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