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♡ Book Tour + #Giveaway ♡ Find Me (The Found Duet #2) by Laurelin Paige @laurelinpaige @RSofRomance

FIND ME is the HIGHLY ANTICIPATED sequel to FREE ME and the Conclusion of Gwen and JC's Story


Find Me
The Found Duet #2
Laurelin Paige

Release Date: August 25th 2015

✾ Synopsis ✾

Gwen Anders came to The Sky Launch to begin fresh, away from the horrors of her past. She fit in quickly, becoming good friends with her co-manager, Alayna Withers and the owner of the club, Hudson Pierce. Though the circumstances that brought her here were not the best, she's never felt more at home.

But starting a new life means letting go. And there are some things she doesn't want to leave behind - like JC, the man who taught her how to let loose. The man she wasn't supposed to fall in love with. The man she doesn't want to lose.

Now, with the reason she ran still a threat, Gwen fears she'll never be able to move on completely. And if she does, can she still hold out hope that JC loves her enough to come and find her?

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I grabbed my cell and checked the time. It was six-twenty-nine. I threw it in my purse and turned back to the mirror to give myself a pep talk. "We will not have sex. We will not have sex. We will not have sex."

Jesus, I was so horny already, and I hadn't even seen him yet. I'd thought about taking care of myself before JC got there but wasn't sure if that would make things better or worse. By the time I'd decided it would make it better, Ben was there, and now JC was ringing my buzzer.

"You look incredible," he said when I opened the door.

I blushed as I gave him a onceover. He was dressed in khakis with a fitted shirt and a lightweight jacket. Lots of buttons, I thought. Which was a good thing, considering how damn good he looked. Had he always been that buff? "You do, too." My thighs felt hot. Good thing I'd changed out of my pants.

I really should have pulled out my vibrator earlier.

"You brought flowers?" I'd been so taken by him I hadn't noticed the small bouquet in his hands. Three red roses dressed with some smaller white bell-shaped flowers I couldn't identify were wrapped in a red ribbon. I hadn't expected it. "I didn't know you were the kind of guy who brought girls roses."

He shrugged with one shoulder. "I'm trying to impress you. I have a feeling this date is a test of some kind, and I want to make sure I pass."

"Not a test," I said dismissively. Though, wasn"t that what this was? A test to see if we got along as well outside the bedroom as we did inside? "But thank you. You do impress."

I shifted my weight to one hip and flitted my glance between JC, still standing on the other side of the threshold, and the flowers in my hand. "I should put these in water." But I wasn't sure I was ready to invite him in. Because in meant we'd be closer to my bed. And my couch. And my kitchen counter. All of which were locations that could be tempting.

Really, I just shouldn't be anywhere alone with him.

Either JC felt the same way I did or he could read my mind. "You can do that later. The plastic containers on the stems should last until we get back. And we should get going."

"Perfect." I set them on the console table behind me, relieved and nervous all at once. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and turned back to him. "Let's go!"

In the hallway, he offered me his hand. I took it, then, there it was — the shock of his touch as his fingers weaved with mine. I let out an involuntary sigh, and with it bricks of tension fell from my body. Release. It shuddered through me as electricity sparked up my limb from where we were connected and spread throughout my body, and I wondered if this was what it felt like to melt. What it felt like to be frozen for so long and then, finally, to have the sun brush against cold ice, transforming it into something more fluid, something entirely different.

I glanced down to where we were joined, so overcome by how right it felt to be touching him in this simple way. When I looked back at him, I found his eyes pinned on me. His expression said he'd felt it too.

"You messed up, you know," he said, as we started toward the elevator. "You were supposed to wear something that I didn't want to rip off of you."

My cheeks heated—actually, I wasn't sure they'd ever cooled from the first blush he'd caused. "You said it would be impossible for me to wear anything that wouldn't elicit that response. The only other choice was to go naked."

"That would have been an excellent choice."

"But not very practical."

"I've never been a fan of practical." He pushed the call button and the elevator doors opened immediately, the car likely still there from when he'd arrived.

We stepped inside, our hands still molded together. The doors closed, and I so badly wanted to turn and kiss him.

Instead I delivered the short speech I'd practiced since I'd woken up that afternoon. "I think I should tell you, I don't have sex on first dates."

"Wow. That's... surprising. Considering we had sex before we'd ever even been on a date." He squeezed my hand. "But, after you left me with blue balls this morning, I already figured out you'd turned into a prude."

I laughed. "I'm not a prude. I'm cautious. And that's nothing new. That's always been me."

"Yes, it has." The short phrase was full of subtext, and I knew he was remembering how uptight I'd been when we'd first met. Icy. Frigid bitch.

"I'm better than I was," I assured him.

He nodded. "I know. Otherwise you wouldn't have given me even this much of you. And if you want to wait, then I can too."

What I wanted was to push him against the wall and devour him.

But that was an in-the-moment want, and long-term, I wanted a relationship that was real and lasting. "Thank you. It means a lot."

He leaned in close and, though we were alone, whispered in my ear. "I'm not going to say that I'm not dying to have you under me, Gwen. Because I am. But I'm dying to just be with you more."

Despite the descent of the elevator, his words sent me floating. "You're really good at that impressing thing."

He gave me my favorite grin. "Who knew?"

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Free Me
The Found Duet #1
Laurelin Paige

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From the NYT bestselling author of the Fixed Trilogy...

I wasn't supposed to be working the night I met JC.

Before him, I'd been content with the daily grind, managing one of NYC's top nightclubs. So what if my life didn't have a happily ever after? I didn't believe in that anyway.

Then JC showed up.

Sexy, rich and smooth-talking, JC is nothing more than a distraction. I'm not interested in a night-in-shining latex so it's easy to push the playboy away. Or it is until my life spins unexpectedly out-of-control. Then he's there for me, offering a new method of survival, one based on following primal urges and desires that requires me to abandon my constant need for control.

His no-strings-attached lessons obliterate my carefully built walls. And as I discover freedom, I start to feel things for him that I shouldn't. Things that make me fear for my newly vulnerable heart. Because JC has secrets of his own, and his secrets don't want to set him free.

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✿ The Author ✿

Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn't seem to complain, however. When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

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♡ Cover Reveal ♡ Sins of Sevin by Penelope Ward @PenelopeAuthor @RSofRomance

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A standalone

A Contemporary Romance novel
by New York Times, USA Today
and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author
Penelope Ward

Sins of Sevin
Penelope Ward

Release Date: September 21, 2015

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser, r.b.a designs

Photo: Scott Hoover Photography

Model: Zeb Ringle

✾ Synopsis ✾

From the New York Times bestselling author of Stepbrother Dearest, comes a new forbidden STANDALONE romance.

What happens when the one you want is the only one you can't have?

My name is Sevin.

Homeschooled and sheltered by my ultra-religious family, I was always taught that lust was a sin.

Elle was the girl who'd been carefully chosen for me.

After a long-distance courtship, I'd be moving into her family's guesthouse so that we could get to know each other in the months before the wedding.

Boundaries were set: no inappropriate touching, no kissing, no sex before marriage.

I'd accepted those rules and my fate.

Until I met the one I wanted to sin with.

That was when restraint became a problem…especially since the one wasn't Elle.

It was her sister, Evangeline.

You know what they say about best laid plans.

My name is Sevin, and I have sinned.

Told in alternating points of view, Sins of Sevin is a full-length standalone novel. Contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. Only appropriate for adult readers age 18+.

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Sins of Sevin

Releasing September 21, 2015

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Jake Undone
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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

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♡ Cover Reveal ♡ Uncontrollable (The Key West #3) by C.A. Harms @Charms0814 @HeaBookToursPR

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The Key West #3
C.A. Harms

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: September 15, 2015

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Cover Model: RJ Ritchie

Cover Photographer: FuriousFotog

Cover Designer: Wicked by Design - Robin Harper

✾ Synopsis ✾

Avery Nolan's father has never been a part of her life.

As a result, she finds herself becoming a caretaker. Always trying to please other people, willing to tuck her own concerns aside for the happiness of others.

She is selfless.

She is a nurturer.

On the outside, it appears Kade Thomas has it all, but no one can understand the guilt and ache he feels daily.

He is haunted by his past.

Every time he closes his eyes, he finds himself reliving the same nightmare, over and over again.

He blames himself for the loss of Jenna.

He pushed her too far and she paid the price.

Avery saw something special in Kade, from the first day she met him — she could feel it.

But the darkness that consumes him is...


Will she finally be the one to break down the walls he's built around his heart and soul?

Or will she find some walls are just Indestructible...

✿ The Author ✿

C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn't always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.

She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.

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♡ Release Day ♡ Sustained (The Legal Briefs #2) by Emma Chase @emmachse

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The Legal Briefs #2
Emma Chase

✾ Synopsis ✾

Emma Chase, New York Times bestselling author of the Tangled series, returns with a brand new funny, romantic, sexy story!

A knight in tarnished armor is still a knight.

When you're a defense attorney in Washington, DC, you see firsthand how hard life can be, and that sometimes the only way to survive is to be harder. I, Jake Becker, have a reputation for being cold, callous, and intimidating — and that suits me just fine. In fact, it's necessary when I'm breaking down a witness on the stand.

Complications don't work for me — I'm a "need-to-know" type of man. If you're my client, tell me the basic facts. If you're my date, stick to what will turn you on. I'm not a therapist or Prince Charming — and I don't pretend to be.

Then Chelsea McQuaid and her six orphaned nieces and nephews came along and complicated the ever-loving hell out of my life. Now I'm going to Mommy and Me classes, One Direction concerts, the emergency room, and arguing cases in the principal's office.

Chelsea's too sweet, too innocent, and too gorgeous for her own good. She tries to be tough, but she's not. She needs someone to help her, defend her... and the kids.

And that — that, I know how to do.

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Chelsea's skin radiates the flushed, cheery glow of alcohol. Her eyes are hooded and happy but shield her thoughts, making her harder to read than usual. She leans back in her chair, regarding me, running her finger around the rim of her glass. "So if you started out as such a troubled youth, how did you become" - she gestures to me - "this? Successful. Honorable. Respectable."

I pour the last of the wine into my glass. " 'Respectable' is probably pushing it a little bit... but the story goes like this: I was fifteen, running around with some real dipshits. Older guys. One night we thought it'd be brilliant to break into a sporting goods store, because that's the kind of losers we were, only I didn't know one of them was carrying. He ended up shooting a guard in the leg."

Chelsea gasps just a little.

And my cock twitches a lot.

"We ran out the back, right into the arms of a waiting squad car." I shake my head at the idiot I was. "The prosecutor wanted to charge me as an adult, send me away for serious time - and he could have. I had a hot temper and a record, and aside from my mother, I thought the whole goddamn world was my enemy."

Chelsea leans forward, completely enthralled. "So what happened?"

"The Honorable Atticus Faulkner happened. He was the juvenile judge on my case - a big, mean, scary son of a bitch. And he... thought he saw something worthy in me. So he kept me in juvenile court - gave me community service and probation, to be supervised by the hard-ass himself." I chuckle. "At the time, I thought the judge was doing me a favor - going easy on me."

"He wasn't?"

"Depends on your definition of 'easy'. For the next few years I trimmed grass by hand with fucking garden shears. I carried boulders, scrubbed floors, reshingled the goddamn roof - real Mr. Miyagi, wax-on-wax-off kind of shit. He rode my ass - nothing was ever good enough. It made me want to do everything better, just to fucking spite the bastard. And then... he had me start doing research. Studying case law, drafting briefs, analyzing opinions - it was fascinating to me. When my probation was up, the Judge offered me a job. By then I'd gotten my head out of my ass and was actually scoring decent grades in high school. With his recommendation and a shitload of student loans, I got through college, then law school... and that's all she wrote."

"I think that's amazing," she says softly, watching me.

"Yeah - the Judge is a pretty amazing guy."

Her lips slide into a gentle smile and something like awe shines in her eyes. "I was talking about you."

I'm hardly ever taken off guard. Surprised. But this stunning wisp of a woman just did exactly that.

Chelsea turns her head toward the piano music floating in from the other room. "I love this song."

It's a Van Morrison cover - "Crazy Love".

I toss my napkin on the table and move to stand next to her, holding out my hand. "Would you like to dance?" And I can tell I just surprised her too. The simple delight on her face when her hand slides into mine makes me want to do it again.

We step out onto the edge of the dance floor. I wrap my arm around her lower back, holding her tight and flush against me. One of Chelsea's hands rests on my shoulder, toying with the hair at the nape of my neck. The other is clasped in mine just over my heart. We sway, just looking at each other for a few moments.

"I was going to ask you to dance," she tells me. "But you don't seem like the type who would've said yes."

"I'm not," I answer, staring at her lush moth. "I was just using it as an excuse to be closer to you."

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love.

She sighs, practically sinks into my arms. Chelsea's head fits against my chest like she was made to be there. My chin rests against her hair, and I smell clean and sweet vanilla.

"Hey, Jake?"


Chelsea lifts her head from my chest. "You don't need an excuse."

I lower my head at the same moment she reaches up for me. And her lips - fuck - they're warms soft, and move with such innocent daring, I'm practically trembling. Was it just last night that I first kissed her? It seems longer ago. I cup her cheek, stroking her skin with my thumb, kissing deeper, tasting wine and the moan I've been obsessing over all night.

And the absolute craziest part of it all? I haven't gotten laid in three goddamn weeks, but if this is all we do - kissing, with her against me, my arms around her - I'll be grinning in the morning like a guy who banged a whole sorority house full of cheerleaders.

I'm hoping for more. I want everything - all the secret, sweetest parts of her - but if this is all I get to have tonight? It's enough.

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love...

✿ The Author ✿

By day, Emma Chase is a devoted wife and mother who resides in a small, rural town in New Jersey. By night, she toils away bringing her colorful characters and their endless antics to life. Writing has always been her passion, and the 2013 release of her debut romantic comedy, Tangled, was nothing less than a dream come true.

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