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♡ Blog Tour + #Review + #Giveaway ♡ Always You (Second Chances #1) by Stephanie Rose + Playlist @StephRoseAuthor @BTSPromosPR

Always You
Second Chances #1
Stephanie Rose

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 26, 2015

✾ Synopsis ✾

To Samantha Christensen, Lucas Hunter was always the guy — the sexy, smart and unattainable man she pined for throughout college. To Lucas, she was a treasured friend, a younger sister he felt the need to protect. She had a choice — to wait and hope, or to settle.

When they meet again years later, Lucas looks at Samantha and sees a woman he wants — even though she's not free to take. As they renew their friendship he finds he's falling hard, and can't accept any less than all of her.

Samantha realizes there's hope with Lucas. Will she finally have a chance to be happy with the man she's always loved, or will obligations and insecurities stand in their way?

Can Samantha and Lucas convince each other that they belong together? That it was Always You?

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This is an awesome book about giving love a second chance!

Sam and Lucas met each other in college and became very close friends. She always had a crush on him but she never took a chance and when she decided to tell him how she felt, it was already too late because Lucas was moving from New York to California.

Ten years later, Sam is in a loveless marriage and has a daughter, Bella. She lost contact with Lucas during those years but one Facebook friend request later and his move to New York change that. They become close again and they both realize that they have deep feelings for each other. But Sam is married.

This is a very emotional story, heartwarming and with very steamy moments, that keep the reader wanting more.

The characters are great and very relatable.
Sam is a fighter. She is the sole provider of her household and the only parent to her daughter. She finally decides to divorce her husband and give herself and her daughter a chance to be happy and find someone that loves her.
Lucas is very swoon worthy. He is gentle, kind, and patient with Sam but he is also very protective and possessive. Loved to see him with Bella. He showed her how a father should be.

This is an amazing book with a fabulous story and characters. This is the first book written by Stephanie Rose that I read and I loved her writing style. Can't wait to read more!

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✿ The Author ✿

Stephanie lives in the Bronx, New York with her superhero-obsessed husband and son.

Her day job is marketing, but she always has a story in her head.

This lifelong New Yorker lives for Starbucks, book boyfriends, and 80s rock.

After spending most of her youth watching soaps, Stephanie has an obsession with angsty drama and hot romance.

She's excited to finally bring the characters she's been dreaming about to life!

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♡ Release Week - Blog Tour + #Giveaway ♡ Monochrome My Madness (Colour Series #2) by A.Giannoccaro + Teasers + Excerpt @colourmyugly @HeaBookToursPR

Monochrome My Madness
Colour Series #2

Standalone Novels

Genre: Dark Romance | Romantic Suspense | Erotica

✾ Synopsis ✾

"If you love something, kill it. Before it kills you."

I am a villain, a monster and am here with a plan to execute. She is not part of my plan. She is poison and she is going to kill me.

I will let her, because my broken black heart beats with love for her.
~ Callum

Death follows me like a shadow creeping silently after me, tethered to my blackened soul. I am cursed to carry it with me everywhere I go. It is never far away from me, and I am perfectly happy with that. The dark shadow of death keeps me alive in this rotten fucking world.

Light through the grey shadow changes everything. It changes me.

He took my madness and broke me. I am going to kill him.
~ Shannon

Are you ready to love and let die with Callum and Shannon?

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*** Exceprt from Monochrome My Madness – Unedited and subject to change. Copyright © A.Giannoccaro 2015 ***

Not suitable for readers under 18 and may contain triggers

A prologue to the madness


There was a time before this time my demons were too much to bear.

My head is pounding and my mouth feels like I ate a bowl of cotton wool for dinner. As I pull my naked self up on the couch, I can see the carnage of my night all over the apartment. The glass coffee table that should be in front of me is shattered into a million tiny pieces on my carpet that is now blood stained. I look at my hands and I just know. I swallow the dryness in my mouth and stand slowly my bare feet crunch and slice open on the glass. I don’t feel the cuts and splinters because my mind is racing full speed to what will await me when I find the person I brought home last night.

Why do beautiful girls seek me out? Do they not sense the danger? I thought girls had a sixth sense about these things?

The morning sun fills the room as a soft breeze blows in off the bay and through the open balcony doors. I can see the one glass door is shattered and the light is fractured as it shines through the cracked pane. The ocean air is cleansing and fresh in my lungs, and it eases some of the heat that sweats out of my naked skin.

I slowly step over the debris that litters my home and the dread becomes worse. I stop when I find my cell phone on the passage floor and type a text to Rowan.

Come now.

I know whatever I find will not be good, the absolute destruction around me is worse than I have ever seen before. What have I done?

I step over woman’s underwear that is shredded into pieces as I walk down the dim passageway into the aftermath of my actions. I step over more glass and the contents of a ladies' handbag, her lipstick, tampons and credit cards scattered across the white tile floor of the passage. Every step I get closer to facing the reality of what I did. Again. I step on her key chain and pain shoots up my leg. Fuck me that hurts. I kick the offending keys out the way they skitter across the floor and land against the wall.

My phone vibrates in my hand, I don’t look at it, I know it is Rowan with a slew of curse words and a message that he is on the way. Again.

I can feel my heart beating in my chest and my hands are shaking, this has to be the worst I have ever woken up to. I see theblood spatter on the wall outside of the guest bathroom and the first flashback crashes into my pounding head and consumes me.

My hands on her throat, as I slammed into her against that wall, her head hitting it over and over. I raped her sinful little body. The wailing cries that escaped her as she begged me, pleaded with me stop. I didn’t stop abusing her body or her mind. The blood smeared down the wall as she sank to the floor and sobbed before I dragged her to my room by her arm.

I cannot control it when this happens. Sweat beads down my chest as it heaves with apprehension at what I am going to see in my room. What I did? This blind rage towards woman, the lack of focus and the fact that I lose touch with reality completely is making me worry for the first time ever. I know I have something wrong with me, but no idea what or how to fix it. I am fucked up, broken and useless. I need help! Where the hell is Rowan, he needs to get here.

I slowly push the door of my bedroom completely open and brace myself for what I will see. I blink my eyes closed and open them slowly to take in what the monster within me has done – this time.

Draped across my white bedcovers that are now spattered and soaked with blood is the body of a beautiful young woman. She isn’t moving and I instantly run to see if she is alive. Please tell me I haven’t murdered her. I don’t want to start killing them. I just hurt them, hurting them helps. It fixes me. She is facing down in the sheets and her back, thighs and ass are a bloodied mess where I took to them with my belt. Her hands are still bound behind her back with a cable tie and the blood has dried where it has ripped into her delicate skin.

I try to breathe in and out, but it feels impossible the smell of blood is ripe in the air. I roll her limp body over so that I can see the face I have destroyed. She is unrecognizable my fists have melted her face into a mass of bruised broken flesh. I am sick, I did this and I don’t even remember it all. I feel her neck for a pulse, it is there, but so weak I can barely feel it. I sit on the edge of the bed hangmy head in shame and try to forget that this is what I do. Over and over, I hurt these women I need help I need to stop.

I hear the front door slam closed, thank God, Rowan is here. “Callum” he yells to find me. I cannot answer I know he can see the carnage as he walks through my home.

“Callum what the fuck!” I hear him yelling again. I just sit there naked, ashamed and completely fucking broken. I can hear him mumbling at someone on the phone. Cleaners, he will get them to clean, but what can I do with her. She is never going to be the same. This one cannot walk away and try to forget.

When he does eventually enter my room, he ignores me. The girl is his first stop I watch as he checks her pulse and shakes his head. He looks at me with that look, the look that says I have disappointed him again. Then pulls out his silenced gun and shoots her in the head that I smashed in over and over again. She is gone in second, he doesn’t even flinch or blink, she is just another number to him.

“I am not letting her live like a vegetable you fucker! Get dressed! We need to talk.” Rowan spits his words out glaring at me his anger is just a simmer he can control it so well. I cannot.

I take a shower and wash the dead girl’s blood off my body, I can hear the shuffles and gasps of the cleaners outside the bathroom door as I try to wash away the evidence of my madness. The water can clean my body, but my mind is so dirty I don’t even want to think.

I find Rowan in my kitchen barking at the men he uses to clean up after a kill, he is usually a lot less messy and this is a big job to fix. He eyes me with the blue eyes that have a hell behind them and shakes his head. “Callum, this is the last time. That in there, that was too far. What is going on? You cannot do this forever! Someone will catch you.” I run a hand over my beard and try to think what caused it, I don’t have an answer, I never do, it just happens.

“I have someone coming over to help you. She is a doctor, well a shrink; she is also a customer of mine so she knows what kind of people we are. You will listen, you will talk and you will do whatever she fucking says or I will end this. I will end you with a fucking bullet Callum. Rape is filthy fucking crime I want nothing to do with. Are we fucking clear?” Rowans deep voice bellows through the hollow kitchen and vibrates in my ears, he doesn’t make threats if he says he will kill me, he will.

I met Dr Janet that afternoon. She saved me from self-destruction; she fixed me, not all the way, but a little. I never had to call Rowan to clean up anymore. I still lost it, but never all the way. The pills and the therapy keep me from madness. Dr Janet made me into a controlled monster that could learn to run an evil empire and plot and scheme and plan.


Now after eighteen years I am home, no Dr Janet, no medication and a plan to end every single person that shares my filthy dirty criminal blood. I am here to take what is mine.

There is madness in me again and I need to set it free.


Colour My Ugly
Colour Series #1


Genre: Dark Romance

✾ Synopsis ✾

"Our skin is clothing enough to cover what we hide inside."

A dark tale of love, pain and ultimately, sacrifice.

Rowan was born to be a murderer, trained to do nothing but kill. He spends his days hidden in plain sight waiting for the next life he gets to snuff out...

When the name that crosses his desk of death is one that he cannot possibly kill, he makes a decision that will alter the course of both their lives forever.

Lauri has been dying at the hand of her husband for eight long years, his lust for revenge and need for her suffering have finally ended he wants her dead. Her body is broken, scarred and ugly, but it's her heart and mind that are beyond repair.

When she wakes up dead her whole world changes and she can finally begin living.

Will Rowan colour the ugly out of her life and can she do the same for him?

Some people are simply not good but they can be good for each other.

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I live in South Africa with my husband, two daughters, five dogs, two meerkats and a parrot. I love to read usually about three books a week, and my kindle(s) are my favourite gadget. Colour My Ugly is my first book but there are so many more to come.

I am a coffee addict and I hate purple sweets.
I love to write next to an open window. And my desk is wherever my kids are at so I don't write in one place.

I am inspired by everything around me and I love to people watch wherever I go.

I love the beauty and flaws of my country and chose to set my stories here.

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FOUR WINNERS!! 1 grand prize and 3 smaller prizes up for grabs!
★★★WINNERS MUST be willing to provide the author with a PHYSICAL MAILING ADDRESS (NO P.O. BOX) since the author lives in South Africa and has to use a courier.★★★


Grand prize: ONE WINNER. Signed Paperbacks (Colour My Ugly + Monochrome My Madness), book bag, Monochrome My Madness mug and poster (see pic) (MMM book not included in pic)

3 smaller prizes: THREE WINNERS. Monochrome My Madness Poster and Mug.

♡ Release Week Event + Teasers ♡ When I'm Gone (Rosemary Beach #11) by Abbi Glines @abbiglines @wordsmithpublic

We're celebrating the release of WHEN I'M GONE by New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Abbi Glines!

When I'm Gone
Rosemary Beach #11
Abbi Glines

Release Date: April 7th 2015

Publishe: Atria Books

✾ Synopsis ✾

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Abbi Glines comes the next new adult novel in the Rosemary Beach series, in which we meet Mase, a Texas heartthrob first introduced in Take a Chance who comes to Rosemary Beach to stir things up.

I had an urge to fix all her problems. Which was stupid. She was doing fine without me. But something about those big eyes...

Mase Colt-Manning has always preferred his humble life as a Texas rancher to his birthright as the son of a legendary rock star. In fact, he rarely visits his father's rarefied world in Rosemary Beach, especially if it means bunking at his vile half-sister Nan's house — until one visit leads to a chance encounter with a young, gorgeous house maid who awakens him with her off-key but spirited imitation of a country music star...

Reese Ellis finally has her freedom. After escaping a lifetime of abuse from her parents and classmates for an undiagnosed learning disorder, she seizes the opportunity to be a house maid to some of the richest families in Rosemary Beach. But her job is in jeopardy when she causes an accident at the home of her most important client, Nan Dillon. When a hot, half-naked stranger with a cowboy's swagger comes to her rescue, she's intrigued — then afraid once he shows his own interest. Reese has never met a trustworthy man in her life. Will Mase be any different?

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Abbi Glines is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Rosemary Beach, Sea Breeze, Vincent Boys, and Existence series. She has a new YA series coming out in the fall of 2015 titled The Field Party Series . She never cooks unless baking during the Christmas holiday counts. She believes in ghosts and has a habit of asking people if their house is haunted before she goes in it. She drinks afternoon tea because she wants to be British but alas she was born in Alabama. When asked how many books she has written she has to stop and count on her fingers. When she's not locked away writing, she is reading, shopping (major shoe and purse addiction), sneaking off to the movies alone, and listening to the drama in her teenagers lives while making mental notes on the good stuff to use later. Don't judge.

You can connect with Abbi online in several different ways. She uses social media to procrastinate.

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♡ Release Day Blitz + #Giveaway ♡ Ricochet: Friendly Fire (Ricochet #2) by Heather C. Leigh + Excerpt @HeatherLeigh_8 @RSofRomance

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Ricochet: Friendly Fire
Ricochet #2
Heather C. Leigh

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Rick "Ricochet" Brennan served eight years as an elite Marine special ops Force Recon soldier. After an injury, and the terrible memories from that night, he retires and goes to work for his former Command Officer, Howard "Mack" McEvoy, at his training center in Atlanta.

Sanctum MMA appears on the surface to be a normal gym, training elite fighters to be the best. Except each trainer, hand-picked by Mack, possesses a special background that allows Mack to run one of the best-kept secrets in the country.

When twenty-three year old Quinn Wallace finally escapes her abusive husband, she turns to her father’s old Marine Corps buddy, Mack, for help. Broken and skittish, Quinn finds herself surrounded by large, intimidating men— men who could easily overpower her. She avoids them the best she can, but when Rick turns out to be more than just a rough fighter with bruised knuckles, she finds herself wondering if she can allow herself to trust again.

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"Law breaker? Hardly," she scoffed. "I just don't want to go through the trouble to get a license and then have to change my..." The conversation came to an abrupt halt. Quinn looked up at Rick slack-mouthed, with discernible fear in her wide eyes.

"Change? Change what?"

She waved a shaky hand in the air dismissively. "Nothing. I don't know what I was saying."

Rick knew she was lying. He didn't even need the extensive interrogation training he received in the Marines to see the blatant lie.

What in the hell is she hiding from me?

He was getting damn sick of the evasiveness and the games that Quinn played. Unfortunately, this wasn't the time or the place to get into an argument with her and he promised that he wouldn't push her to discuss things. Rick silently seethed, clenching his hands under the table.

The rest of the meal was finished quickly. Neither of them touched on subjects other than safe, impersonal ones, sports, traffic, and the weather.

Fuck! I'm sitting here discussing the mother fucking weather while the girl I love slips through my fingers.

Love? A bolt of fear shot through Rick's heart, jump starting it until it was pumping erratically against his chest.

I love her?

Rick mulled it over as they drove back to Quinn's apartment, turning it over in his mind a hundred different ways with no clear answer. He walked her up the stairs, waiting for her to unlock the door. As he stood there watching her, the sun glinting off of the golden highlights in her dark hair, it finally hit him, sucking the air from his lungs.

Without a doubt, I fucking love her.

Quinn opened the door, turning to say good-bye. This time, Rick wasn't going to let her push him away. There would be no more keeping him at arm's length. He loved her, and he wasn't going to give up. Pride be damned, he'd fucking grovel on his knees if that's what it took.

Rick inhaled a deep breath and moved into the apartment, forcing Quinn to step back so he could fit through the doorway.

"Rick, what—"

Done with the bullshit dance they'd been doing, he silenced Quinn by crushing his mouth over hers, spinning them until her back hit the partially open door, slamming it closed. Rick pressed his weight against her, pinning her soft body against the thick slab of wood as he dominated her, thrusting his denim-covered cock against her abdomen. He could sense the exact moment Quinn stopped fighting, giving herself over to the pleasure. Her tense muscles relaxed and her mouth joined in, yet she allowed Rick to control the kiss.

Lips and teeth mashed together brutally, Rick's tongue plunging into the depths of her mouth. This wasn't a gentle kiss meant to be romantic. No, it was a rough display of possessiveness, of pent up desire. It was all of Rick's love and anguish coming out in one overwhelming display of need and power.

He slid his arms around Quinn's waist, gripping her round backside and pressing his fingers deep into the soft flesh. He tugged her hips forward, grinding their groins together almost painfully. Quinn moaned into Rick's mouth, her desperate sounds acting like gasoline on the fire roaring through his body.

"Fuck, doll."

Ricochet: Locked & Loaded
Ricochet #1

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Ricochet: Friendly Fire
Ricochet #2

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Ricochet: Extraction Point
Ricochet #3

Release Date: April 12th 2015

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After growing up in New England, I currently live just outside Atlanta, GA.

I love the Red Sox and hate the Yankees.

I love hot, sexy romance novels, but hate long, drawn out misunderstandings as a plot line.

I love book series, but hate cliffhangers.

I love alpha males, but hate when they borderline on abusive.

Mostly? I love love love chocolate.

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♡ Release Day + #Giveaway ♡ Predestined Hearts by Kelly Elliott and Kristin Mayer + Excerpt @author_kelly @author_kristin @InkSlingerPR

Predestined Hearts
Kelly Elliott and Kristin Mayer

Genre: Contemporary and Historical Romance

Release Date: April 6th 2015

✾ Synopsis ✾

Love has existed since the beginning of time. For Ashlin Thomas, love was an illusion that she desperately wanted to make a reality.

Returning home to Savannah, after her aunt's death, Ashlin must deal with the harsh realities life has dealt her.

As Ashlin begins sorting through her aunt's personal effects, she stumbles upon a journal. Not just any journal, but the words of her great great great grandmother, Sophia.

Two love stories intertwine with each other as Ashlin reads the beautiful words, written over a hundred years ago.

The intense connection Ashlin feels with Sophia begins to allow her to find herself. Never thinking love was possible for her, Ashlin now sees it is within her grasp.

But, life is never perfect. Life is never fair.

When faced with the decision that could change Ashlin's future... will she sacrifice one love for another, or will her predestined heart lead her home?

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A light rap on the counter brought my attention to the man in front of me. He had dark-brown hair that was tousled about in disarray. His warm brown eyes melted through me. The five o'clock shadow from the stubble on his face showcased his strong jaw line. He was sinfully gorgeous and I could feel my insides turn all gooey from the sight of him in front of me.

My mouth was dry as he looked at me expectantly. In that moment, it was as if something within me altered and changed. I couldn't explain it.

Get it together, Ashlin.

"I'm sorry. It's been a long day. Can you repeat what you said?" My voice came out fairly normal, which I was proud of, versus the crazy energy I felt pulsating within me.

He gave a gentle look; it wasn't cocky or knowing, but only sweet. "Is there anything I can get you?"

Smiling back, I responded, "I'll have the beef stew and a water."

"Good choice. Coming right up." He rapped his knuckles on the counter as he walked off to the left.

I wasn't paying attention to how his white shirt was rolled up to his elbows. Nope. And I wasn't paying attention to how his khaki pants hugged him in all the right places. Nope. And I for sure wasn't staring at him as if he would be sex on a stick. Nope.

Seriously get it together, Ashlin. My life has turned inside out and the last thing I need to be thinking about is sex.

The man turned back toward me and I looked up at the television screen that was above, hoping I wasn't caught ogling the bartender. I need a life, seriously. Time passed and before I knew it, a steaming bowl of beef stew with a little plate of bread was set in front of me.

It smelled delicious. "Thank you."

The bartender smiled. I glanced back to my stew as I ate.

He responded, "You're welcome."

Taking a bite, it was one of the most delicious stews I had ever tasted. I moaned in appreciation.

"It's that good, eh?"

I licked my lips and felt heat creep up on my face. Not realizing I had closed my eyes, I tentatively opened them and glanced at the bartender, who was looking at me more intensely than before. "Oh, I did not mean to do that out loud." Picking up my napkin, I dabbed the corner of my mouth. "Give my complements to the chef. It's incredible. I'd love to get the recipe."

He leaned on the counter. "I'll let the chef know. I know him pretty well, and I'd say if he could get that type of reaction out of every beautiful woman who ate the stew, he'd serve it all the time versus only on special occasions."

The bartender moved a little closer to me and I smiled at his playful face while wanting to reach out and trace that devastatingly handsome jaw line. Conspiringly, he whispered, "I've heard that the recipe is a family secret. You'd have to marry the chef in order to get it."

I giggled as he winked at me. "Okay, if I get that desperate to have it, I'll know to bring a ring and my bended knee."

He chuckled and stood. "So, what brings you to Savannah?"

"Is this where I lay all my troubles on the line for the bartender to listen and give advice?" I teased with him as I cocked my head.

He shrugged as he mixed a drink. The bar was otherwise vacated except one person at the end who nursed a beer. "I happen to listen and give advice for free on Wednesday's."

My smile was wide. There was something magnetic about this man and I didn't want our conversation to end. "Well, it's a good thing it's Wednesday."

"Yes, it is."

✿ The Authors ✿

❋ Kelly Elliott ❋

Kelly Elliott is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has a knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and dreams for some unknown reason... he claims it's because he loves her!

She's also a mom to an amazing daughter who is constantly asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell phone sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.

In her spare time she loves to sit in her small corner overlooking the Texas hill country and write.

One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around her property with Gus... her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose, her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush, move rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you'll find her inside reading, writing or watching HGTV.

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❋ Kristin Mayer ❋

Kristin Mayer is a wife, a proud mother, and a full-time Analyst and Import Manager. Since an early age, she has always enjoyed reading and writing. While visiting her father one weekend, he suggested that she should take up writing again. With family and a career, she didn't give it a lot of thought, until a story entered her mind and wouldn’t leave. It just kept forming and developing over a couple of months.

At the beginning of 2013, she decided to sit down and write it all down, but she kept it to herself. One sentence developed into two, and before she knew it, she had the makings of a novel.

Kristin tries to live life to the fullest during every moment. She loves to travel and meet new people. She holds a degree in International Business and uses it daily in her job. Kristin now adds "author" on her list of jobs, and feels very blessed and thankful.

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