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♡ Release Week Blitz ♡ The Harder You Fall (The Original Heartbreakers #3) by Gena Showalter @genashowalter @InkSlingerPR #PreOrder





We are absolutely thrilled to bring you the Release Week Blitz for Gena Showalter's The Harder You Fall!

Being released today, this fantastic contemporary romance in The Original Heartbreakers series is a scorching tale featuring an aloof bad boy and the rowdy Southern belle who rocks his world, published by HarlequinHQN!

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The Harder You Fall
The Original Heartbreakers #3
by
Gena Showalter

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 24th 2015





✾ Synopsis ✾


From New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter comes another scorching Original Heartbreakers tale featuring an aloof bad boy and the rowdy Southern belle who rocks his world...

Millionaire video-game creator Lincoln West has a dark and tragic past. The sought-after bachelor lives by a rigid schedule and a single rule — one relationship per year, lasting no more than two months. No exceptions. When he gave up the big city for a small town, he hoped to escape the worst of his memories — until a brash beauty dredges up long-buried emotions.

A reformed party girl, Jessie Kay Dillon is determined to walk the straight and narrow. But her love-hate sizzle with West is just too irresistible. They can't be near each other without tearing off their clothes, but the last thing she needs is to be his next two-month dump. Will she become the one exception? Because as any former girl-gone-wild knows: rules are made to be broken.

"Emotional, heart-tugging, kept me turning the pages!"Carly Phillips, New York Times Bestselling Author












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✿ Excerpt ✿


Jessie Kay smiled, but the amusement didn't last long. "You must hate that I've been with them."

"I hate the thought of you with anyone else and for a while, I thought I'd grow to resent the two for putting their hands on my woman. But now I realize it simply doesn't matter. They are the past, and I am the present."

"Your woman," she whispered, as if she couldn't believe he'd said the words. "The future." Gulping, she turned in her seat to fully face him. "How did Monica know you want to pretend I'm a human buffet?"

West gripped the steering wheel more tightly. "I told her."

A moment passed in silence. A moment he lacked any kind of heartbeat, the stupid organ waiting for a reason to beat.

"I want you, too," she admitted. "You know I do. But I won't do anything about it because I expect long-term and you insist on two months." A heavy pause. "Right?"

His body reacted to her words — I want you, too — growing hot and hungry, his heart now racing as an insatiable need for relief plagued him. "Right." He couldn't overlook his reasons for keeping this particular schedule. Not even for Jessie Kay. It would be an insult to Jase and Tessa, even Beck. It would be an insult to the pain they'd suffered on his behalf.

"Why?" she asked. "Why do you insist on two months? Tell me. Please."

"Not yet." He'd have to tell her sooner or later, he saw that now, but as for tonight, there'd been enough turmoil. "If we can't be together, you have to help me resist you. Tell me all the horrible things you'd do if we were involved. Cling? Demand to know every detail about my rotten childhood?"

For a long, silent moment, she peered at him with yearning and hope, and it tore him up inside. He didn't think there could be anything worse — until both emotions were eclipsed by resolve.

"I would cling so hard," she finally said. "I would ask a million questions about not just your childhood but your day, every day, and if I thought, even for a second, you'd looked at another woman, I would punish you by refusing to sleep with you. For a week!"

"You mean you would punish yourself. But keep going. This is helping." Was it though? He wasn't disturbed by the thought of her questions and her punishment. He was intrigued.

"I would take horrible advantage of you," she said.

Again, he was intrigued. "Give me an example."

"Well, for starters, I would expect you to trade cars with me."

"Why?"

"Because any boyfriend of mine would insist I drive the safer vehicle."

Guess who would soon be getting a new — safer — car all her own?

But she wasn't done. "And I hope you like your girlfriends in baggy shirts and sweatpants. The moment I have you nailed down, I'll stop putting any effort into my appearance."

He gave a mock shudder.

"And despite your obvious aversion to gift-giving, I will expect a present for every anniversary. And, West? I believe every week together is a new anniversary."

The thought utterly terrified him.

The one gift he'd given his mother, she'd pawned. The first gift he'd given to a foster mother hadn't compared to the gifts she'd received from her own children. She'd proudly displayed theirs, and his — a drawing he'd slaved over — had ended up in the trash with the wrapping paper.

"Your turn to help me." Jessie Kay waved her hand at him. "Tell me the horrible things you'd do to me."

He brought her hand to his mouth, and licked between her knuckles. One taste. Just one... "I'd have a schedule drilled into your head by the end of the first day."

"Nothing new there."

"If you were a minute late to anything, I would pencil in a lecture and a spanking."

Her exaggerated gasp caused his lips to twitch at the corners. She placed her free hand over her throat, saying, "You're such a beast! Yes, I would deserve and welcome the spanking. But the lecture? Cruel and unusual. How long would it last?"

"Hours."

She tsk-tsked. "I hate to break it to you, sugar bear, but I wouldn't hear a word. I'd be too busy daydreaming about the joys of single life."

"Don't kid yourself, kitten. I'd deliver the lecture naked. You'd only want more of me, not less."

Goose bumps broke out over her skin. "What else?"

"I would demand to be the center of your world." He never had before, but with her, he was certain he'd make an exception. "Every minute of every day would belong to me. I would expect you in my bed every night and in my arms every morning. I would have you so often and so hard you wouldn't be able to breathe without thinking of me."

Another moment passed in silence. Another moment without a heartbeat.

He reached the house, parked in the driveway.

"Horrible," she finally said, her voice little more than smoke — smoke that drugged him... lured him deeper into her spell.

He shook as he got out of the car, walked around and opened her door. "I need another reason. Now."

She stood before him, looking up at him with luminous eyes. "I would demand a hug at least ten times a day."

He didn't have to fake a shudder this time. "I hate hugs. I never know how long or tight to hold on."

"Well, I can fix that in a jiff." She stepped closer to him, stepped into him, winding her arms around his waist and pressing her cheek against his chest, where his heart drummed a thousand beats a minute. "Hold on until I say stop."

He obeyed without thought, wrapping his arms around her and clinging.

"Tighter," she said. "Good. That's good." A tension-laden pause. "Miserable yet?"

"Beyond," he whispered.

"Good. Now run your fingers through my hair."

It was a dangerous game, the most dangerous one they'd ever played, and it utterly defeated the purpose of what they were trying to do. Still he ran his fingers through the silken strands of her hair, and she sighed with contentment.

"Jessie Kay." A heated rasp.

She looked up, pressed a gentle kiss into his lips.

The contact, even as brief as it was, obliterated whatever armor he'd had around his mind... his heart? His every hidden desire was suddenly on display, like exposed nerve endings, raw and sensitive.

Suddenly he couldn't breathe. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, stealing her breath when she opened for him.

Their tongues rolled together, soft and slow, and the incredible taste of her nearly unmanned him: the sugar that was a steady part of her diet laced with a hint of cinnamon. Two flavors he would forever associate with home... home... for the first time in his life, he felt as if he was home.

"Jessie Kay." As good as the kiss was, it had nothing to do with passion. Not in this stolen moment. Every stroke and thrust somehow deepened the emotion between them. She branded him. She took him to a place where the past no longer existed. There was only here and now, and they were the only two people alive.

"West," she gasped — then she pushed him away.

They stood at arm's length, both of them panting.

Goal: Get her back in his arms. Without her, he had no anchor. He was set adrift, the past threatening to intrude.

He reached for her, but she sidestepped him. Can't let her get away.

He caged her against the car to prevent an escape, and as she trembled, he cursed. He wasn't this man. Needy and clingy — desperate.

"N-now that we got that out of our systems," she said, unable to look him in the eye, "the wanting should end."

"Yes," he croaked. "The wanting should end."

Please. Let it end.





✿ The Series ✿


The Closer You Come
The Original Heartbreakers #1





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The Hotter You Burn
The Original Heartbreakers #2





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✿ The Author ✿


Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of the spellbinding Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, two young adult series - Everlife and the White Rabbit Chronicles - and the highly addictive Original Heartbreakers series. In addition to being a National Reader's Choice and two time RITA nominee, her romance novels have appeared in Cosmopolitan (Red Hot Read) and Seventeen magazine, she's appeared on Nightline and been mentioned in Orange is the New Black - if you ask her about it, she'll talk for hours... hours! Her books have been translated in multiple languages.

She's hard at work on her next novel, a tale featuring an alpha male with a dark side and the strong woman who brings him to his knees. You can learn more about Gena, her menagerie of rescue dogs, and all her upcoming books at genashowalter.com or Facebook.com/genashowalterfan



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♡ Book Blitz + #Giveaway ♡ The Second Chance (Inferno Falls #3) by Aubrey Parker @XpressoReads




The Second Chance
Inferno Falls #3
by
Aubrey Parker

Release Date: November 24th 2015

Genres: New Adult, Romance





✾ Synopsis ✾


He left her alone. Now he's back... but too much has changed.

Maya grew up with a big heart and even bigger dreams. She never thought she'd end up a single mother spending her whole life where she grew up — the small town of Inferno Falls. But things didn't work out the way she thought. Grady, her high school love, moved away and left her alone to raise her daughter before the ink dried on their diplomas. Eight years later, Maya's struggling to make ends meet. And when life gets too tough, she heals the void inside in the only way she knows... whether it's right or wrong.

But then Grady returns. He's finally grown homesick after nearly a decade of wandering America, seeing sights and having adventures like Maya always dreamed of — but could never reach for. And Maya holds out hope — more than hope, a need — that Grady is coming home for her, too. It could be just like old times, if she can keep a grip on her bad habits for long enough. Maybe she can finally have the man she's always wanted, and Kylie can have the father she's always needed.

Many of us get second chances, but never more than three strikes.

Maya makes the dangerous mistake of assuming everything is just the way it was before, despite the years that have passed. When Grady only wants to make sure they're not moving too quickly, Maya sees rejection and disaster looms. Rather than preserving a perfect memory, it seems the years have changed them both too much, perhaps, to heal the past. But to earn the love and happiness she's hunted for so long, Maya won't merely need to learn to accept Grady... and will have to learn to accept herself, first.








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It's amazing how comfortable this all is.

It would be inaccurate to say dinner goes smoothly because these are my parents and they're always saying or doing something that embarrasses me even when I'm here alone. But considering all the balls in play, it goes far smoother than it has any right to.

Grady has been gone for Mackenzie's entire life. I haven't bothered Mac with the details of our past, of course, because it would only burden her, and it's enough for her to think of Grady as an "old friend". But my folks know it all. They know how we used to be. They know how we broke up, and how I hooked up with Tommy. Up until that point, I feigned virginity, and even after I pretended that I had no itches in desperate need of scratching. If my parents had their druthers, they'd still think I was snow white, but Tommy left me with evidence to the contrary. Grady might have come off as a saint compared to deviling, sex-mongering Tommy, but my parents still know Grady left me, and how angry I became. I think they shared a lot of that anger, and certainly helped me pull through. They know I was stressed when Grady returned. And if I force myself to think past their often-oblivious appearances, I'm sure they know deep down just how much I want him back.

And yet nobody is showing a sign.

Nothing is awkward.

No one is walking on eggshells. Nobody is acting like they know secrets or like they suspect secrets being harbored against them. There are no signs of old grudges, old feelings left to molder in forgotten corners. My folks could be Grady's parents, too, the way they keep henpecking him and weaseling his life's details into the open for quiet, well-meaning judgment.

Dad has thoughts on how to get maximum resale value out of the claptrap truck Grady used to tour the country, away from us.

Mom wants to see photos of all the places he visited while I was sobbing into pillows, raging against Grady, Tommy, and the world.

He accepts it all. I watch him absorb it and love him that much more. All the old feelings are coming back. Even if I wanted to stop them, I couldn't. I feel myself warming from the bottom up, like a vessel filling with liquid. I start to smile and can't keep a straight face even when I want to.

I remember how we used to be. How, on two or three separate occasions, he came here with me, playing the good suitor despite his somewhat unfair bad boy reputation, and how afterward I climbed out my window to meet him at the creek, where we made love on the bank. I remember the innocent joy of those evenings — the way the air held the day's heat, the smell of soil under our blanket, the moon shining its blue light between the branches overhead. I remember the feeling of promise: that there were only good things waiting and that everything would be all right.

A lot has happened since I last felt this way, but it strikes me how curious it is, the way things have come full circle. There was a time of torment and tumult between Grady's and my innocent days, but that time has passed. I've been pregnant and alone, but now I'm a seasoned mother with a family around me. I've been angry and frightened, but today I feel happy and (at this table with Grady beside me, at least) secure and content.

We're no longer seventeen. We no longer have quite as many years ahead of us, and in some important ways, our eyes have been opened to the world's truths. But that doesn't mean we can't pick up where we left off. There's no reason we can’t still have that future, albeit with a decade lost to time in between.

I watch Mackenzie. She doesn't know this man, yet she fits with him like the missing piece of a puzzle. And I watch Grady with her, and I see how he'd be as a father. How he could have been as a father. How he is being a father, right here and now.

Yes. I could be happy here.

All the day's problems feel far away. I don't want to send my mind out to the things that were bothering me so badly earlier, but in an intellectual way I know they're there... and yet I don’t care. Whatever is wrong, I have my family. Whatever happens, it will all work out. Whatever goes wrong, Grady will make it right.

I wonder if I'm being stupid all over again. I have no idea how Grady feels, other than the inkling I first got from his text and the impression that's continued with our shared glances since. Maybe he could love me again. Maybe he never stopped, the way I suppose I never really stopped loving him. Or maybe I'm building a house of cards that could collapse at any time.

It doesn't matter. Maybe I'm wrong to feel this way. Maybe I'm being an idiot. I simply don't care. For now, it feels good. For now, I'm happy.

Maybe I'm setting myself up to get hurt all over again.

But tonight it's a chance I'm willing to take.





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✿ The Series ✿


The Boss's Daughter
Inferno Falls #1





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The Forbidden Muse
Inferno Falls #2





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