Sunday, February 25, 2018

VBT# This Heart of Mine - C.C Hunter

This Heart of Mine

Review: This Heart of Mine - C.C Hunter - February 2018

This book starts with Eric being dumped by his on/off girlfriend Cassie and then wandering into his Dad's office and finding the gun. It then jumps back to a month prior and we meet Leah who is on the heart transplant list and living with an artificial heart carried in a backpack. Leah normally is tutored by Ms. Strong, but one day she calls in sick and Matt comes in and tutors her in Algebra instead. Years ago, back when Leah was healthy, she had the biggest crush on Matt, and we learn that he has always thought she was pretty hot too. Fast forward after the accident and Leah learn she is getting a new heart, but it isn't until she is lying in the hospital recovering after the surgery that she discovers the truth of where the heart came from. The heart turns out to be none other than Matt's twin brother Eric. Leah soon starts to have dreams and nightmares of what looks like Eric's last days and his life, can Leah help Matt who is trying to piece together what happened to his brother as he doesn't believe it was a suicide in his last hours? Will the truth pull Matt and Leah together or will it push them apart? Will Matt look at Leah like he would his brother or will he look at her as the girl who he loved? Find out in C.C Hunter's new book which is a different direction from her more popular series "Shadow Falls."

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Book Spotlight - Servie's Song by Author Heidi Tucker.

The true story of one mother living in Zimbabwe, Africa who encounters a devastating loss leaving her unable to care for six children. In a heart-wrenching sacrifice she surrenders to a desperate plan to leave her children and find work in the United States. It is a door which feels impossible to walk through. But perhaps, the only door which holds any promise.

Servie's Song takes you on an emotional journey of tragedy and heartbreak to an inspiring path of hope. This touching story is complemented by gospel principles which will teach and motivate you to grab onto your faith and move forward trusting that you are never alone. God always hears your prayers.

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Heidi Tucker won the 2017 Illumination Award for her first inspirational book Finding Hope in the Journey and her newest release is entitled Servie’s Song. Her passion for writing and speaking about light and hope has inspired thousands. Heidi is known as a great storyteller who motivates us to rise up and find new strength. She teaches how to recognize truth and make a difference.

When Heidi isn’t writing her next book, or speaking at a conference, you’ll find her spending time outdoors with her husband, four grown children and eight grandchildren. She loves sunflowers, hiking, and ice cream … not necessarily in that order.

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Heartbreaker, an all new Alpha Male, Standalone Romance by Anna Brooks is NOW LIVE and only .99 Cents!



I wasn’t supposed to be in town for long. Get in, get the job done, and get out.
Easy. Simple.
She was never supposed to happen, and her baby girl sure as hell wasn’t part of my plans. I didn’t need the complication and I certainly wasn’t planning on staying.
“Mommy’s scared, Ryan. Don’t leave.”
Five words. That was all it took for my life to change forever.


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Anna began writing when she thought the world would want to hear her sick lyrics through song.Since then, she's realized her childhood dream wasn't so far-fetched, just misguided. Now she writes romance with real emotions and happy endings. If Anna isn't writing or reading, she can be found by a space heater drinking a ridiculous amount of Diet Dr Pepper. She also likes to hang out with her husband and two boys. If it wasn't for them, she wouldn't ever leave the house.
Anna was born in Wisconsin but now lives in the Evergreen state.

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Crowd Pleaser by Marie James - Cover Reveal

Release Date: March 14, 2018
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser / RBA Designs
Genre: Sexy Contemporary Romance Standalone


You know those love stories you read about? The ones where the heroine remains untouched, virgin-like, until she meets the man of her dreams?
The stories where she's always in the shadows, always on the outside, no one knowing her name until she meets her one and only? A shy glance across the room at her first ever college party captivates the man she'll soon fall in love with? This story isn't that. In this story, everyone who's anyone has seen the heaviness of her tits. They've all heard the soft moan she makes when a man slides inside. They've all heard her whimpers, heard her begging for more. Her name is Randi Simms. And she’s a Crowd Pleaser.





“Do you see her? I have no clue what the fuck I’m supposed to be doing.”
I look around, focusing on the crowd for the tiny, pixie-like girl who only hits five foot three if she’s wearing four-inch heels. It’s easy for her to be swallowed up in a crowd this size. My heart rate increases as my concern for her safety becomes a physical ache in my chest.
“I’d say head to the center.” Hunter points to the ceiling. “The cameras are all angled in that direction.”
We make our way to the middle of the room, only pausing briefly to push drunk girls off of me.
“Holy shit.” I nearly stumble when Hunter runs into my back as we make it to the epicenter of the room.
There are four couches, each one with a different couple fucking on them, forming a half circle, but it’s the huge, four-poster bed with black sheets in the forefront that has my attention. The darkness of the fabric appears almost like a black hole, and if it weren’t for the woman writhing on the sheets, naked as the day she was born, I wouldn’t have given the bed a second glance.
“Fuck,” Hunter hisses in my ear. “That gets even my dick hard.”
“No joke,” I agree without being able to pull my eyes from the bed.
“You gonna be okay from here?”
I nod, my mouth too dry to form words.
With one hand working that spectacular pussy, Randi beckons me with the other. Like a man caught in a siren’s call, I close the distance between us. My knees hit the mattress before it even registers that I’ve crossed the room.
“Is this slutty enough for you?”
My fingers tingle to touch her.
“You’re gorgeous,” I praise, noticing the expert application of make-up on her face. She’s played it up, utilizing the black lights to enhance her features.
The bed shifts, knocking me out of my perusal of her body. I fight the urge to cringe, knowing the cameras are already rolling when I see the crowd has engulfed the bed. I’m thankful for the four men I’m just now noticing as they stand at each corner with their backs to us.
“Ready to get your dick sucked?” She pulls her dripping fingers away from her greedy cunt, but before she can reach for my belt, I’m sliding those tangy fingertips into my mouth.
I can’t hear her gasp over the pounding of the music, but that doesn’t stop the chills from racing down my spine at the sight of her mouth forming that perfect little O.
“I had something else in mind,” I offer.
Grabbing the ankle closest to me, I turn her on the mattress, readying myself to dive into her pussy, mouth first, with no intention of coming up for air for a very long time. I’ve missed her, more than I’ll ever admit out loud, but I’m also aware that sex is how we communicate. When I’m fucking her, it’s the only time she lets her guard down enough for me to have a glimmer of hope of winning her over.
Before I can lean my head in, she grips my hair and kisses my lips.
“You can’t do that,” she whispers against my lips between nips of her teeth and languid swipes of her tongue. “The cameras can’t see anything.”
“You got me fucked up if you think my mouth isn’t devouring that sweet pussy of yours tonight.” I aim for sexy with a little alpha tossed in, but it comes out whiny and impatient.
“Calm down, big boy.” She punctuates her words by lowering the zipper of my jeans and gripping the shaft of my dick in her tiny hand. “I just have to ride your face.”
“God damn,” I moan, the combination of her words and the heat of her touch almost enough for me to end things right now.
“Take it all off, Jake!” some chick yells. Obliging, Randi pushes my t-shirt up my stomach, her mouth trailing a second behind.
My abdomen quivers under her breath and the lick of her tongue. My cock jumps in her hand, attempting to lengthen in the direction of her mouth.
“Let me,” Randi offers when I attempt to push my jeans off over my hips.
The crowd cheers when she pushes me from my knees to the flat of my back. The coolness of the sheets is a welcomed contradiction to the warm air surrounding us.
She tugs my boots off, scraping her thumbnail over the sole of my foot after tugging my sock free. I can’t keep from jerking my leg, but the fact that it brings a wide smile to her face makes me want to keep letting her do it. From the corner of my eye, I see two girls ready to throw punches. One of the security guards steps over, and then I realize they’re fighting over my fucking discarded sock.
“Those are thousand dollar boots,” I say with a grimace.
“Brooks,” Randi says without even taking her eyes from me.
“Got it, Cici,” the bulky man says.
The nip of her teeth on my thigh is enough to garner every bit of my attention. Who gives a fuck about boots when Randi Simms’ mouth is hovering over the leaking tip of my cock?


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Marie James: I'm a full-time, working mother of two boys and wife of 13 years. I've spent almost my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I've always wanted to write novels and just recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include reading everything under the sun and plotting out new books to write in the future.

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Home Run King by Stella is an all new standalone sports romance is AVAILABLE NOW!



My life was what country songs are made of: my Granny died, my girlfriend broke up with me, I knocked up her cousin, and I was inducted into the Major League Hall of Fame. Yup…just like every country song I’ve ever heard.
But let me start over…
My name is Gage Nix. That’s all you need to know.
Actually, there’s a lot more to Gage than meets the eye. My name’s Katie Crisp, and I had a front row seat and the inside scoop.
In a moment of grief and desperation, I allowed the Home Run King to…well, hit a home run on my diamond. He not only knocked it out of the park, but he also knocked me up.
Raising two babies—the one I was carrying, and Gage—wasn’t what I signed up for. But he gave me no choice. I only wish I hadn’t waited until the end of the season to see that he was my MVP.
Oh, and the only hall of fame he’s ever been inducted into is his own.

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When two romance authors, Leddy Harper and Stephie Walls, join forces...you know it's going to be STELLA

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Release Blitz for Spark by S.L. Scott.

Title: Spark Author: S.L. Scott Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
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One break is all The Crow Brothers need and we’re about to get it.
Johnny Outlaw, rock legend and lead singer of The Resistance, is here to watch us play. But he’s not the only familiar face in the crowd—killer little body, heart-shaped face, and drop-dead gorgeous.
Hannah Nichols sitting at the bar makes it hard to concentrate, sparks already reigniting. The beauty was never a groupie and tonight she’s not here to catch our show. She came to drop a bomb. “You have a son.”
She underestimated me. I’ll prove to my son, and her, that I can be the dad he needs.
What is it about musicians? Why are they so damn sexy?
My heart was Jet Crow’s the moment he opened his sexy mouth and sang that first song. One stolen night with that man would never be enough, but I’m not here to fall into his bed. Again. I’m here to fight for custody of a son he’s never known.
There’s just one problem. Those sparks between us have become flames. If we’re not careful we’re both going to get burned.
Title: Spark Author: S.L. Scott Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance Release Date: February 22, 2018 Cover Design: RBA Designs
Jet Crow
Subtle scents of cinnamon mix with the taste of whiskey on her skin. I lick her from collarbone to the back of her ear, her moans enticing me to take more than a gentle share of what I want.
I’m well past hooking up with groupies, but something drew me to the beautiful brunette. Under the bright spotlight of that stage, my eyes found hers as I sang about finding the missing piece of me. Maybe it was the way she pretended to not care, catching my eyes and then turning away as if she was too shy to come speak to me, but too good to be bothered. It didn’t matter. I was already caught up in her as much as she was caught up in me.
The set ended and I made my way over to the mystery woman, the one who hid in the dark of the bar just as two shots were served. I took the shot of Fireball and then took her home shortly after.
Fuck. She feels good.
Hard little body, but soft in all the right places. Tits that fill my large hands and legs that spread enough for me to squeeze between her thighs. I bet she wouldn’t reach my shoulders in heels. Speaking of, “Keep them on.”
I like the feel of the leather against my lower back, the hard heel scraping across my skin when she tries to power play me by tightening around my waist and pulling me closer. I didn’t ask her to my bedroom. I didn’t have a chance. What started out as laughing while we shared a two a.m. snack of Cheetos, hummus, and whiskey turned into me eating her as a snack on top of my kitchen counter. I don’t ever do that with a one-nighter, but damn if she didn’t make me want to break more rules with her.
She kisses me like a woman in need of water, taking as much as she wants while pressing her heels into my ass. The heat between us emanates until I’m dragging my shirt off to try to cool down.
I knew she was different the moment she opened her mouth back at the bar. “You sing rock with so much soul. Who hurt you?”
“No one gets close enough to do me any harm.”
“That’s a pity.”
“It’s a pity I’ve never been hurt?”
“No, it’s a pity you’ve never loved anyone enough to get hurt.”
My heart started beating for what felt like the first time as I looked into her sultry eyes. I could blame the booze, but I can’t lie to myself. She had me thinking twice on things I never considered once before.
Who was this woman?
Even with our stomachs full, we weren’t satisfied. She dragged me by the belt down the hall to my bedroom. Her clothes were off and mine quickly followed before we tumbled into bed.
Fast. I want to fuck her fast and hard, but every time our eyes connect there’s such sadness found in her grays that I slow down. Wanting her to hold contact, I cup her cheek. “Hannah?”
Her eyes slowly open, the long lashes framing the lust I find between them. “What?” she asks between heavy breaths.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m good.”
“Just making sure.”
She runs her hands up my neck and into the back of my hair. “I’m sure.” Pulling me down to her, our mouths are just a few inches apart when she whispers, “I want you. I want to do this.”
Shy isn’t something I’d call her considering we were in my bed two hours after meeting. I like a woman who knows what she wants. Hannah knows. And fuck if it isn’t a turn on that she wants me.
About The Author:

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.


Release Week Blitz for PLAYING TO WIN BOX SET by Alix Nichols!

Today we have a release blitz for PLAYING TO WIN BOX SET by Alix Nichols! Check it out and you’re your copy today!


Author: Alix Nichols

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Playing To Win Box Set:

PLAYING TO WIN (The Complete Series Box Set)   3 hunky French athletes. 3 passionate women who fall under their spell. 3 hot and tender love stories.   BOOK 1: PLAYING WITH FIRE Embroiderer Uma is all kinds of wrong for single dad Zach. She’s his son’s nanny, still chaste at 23... and falling for him, hard and fast. In short, she’s completely off-limits. And just as completely irresistible.   BOOK 2: PLAYING FOR KEEPS Ex-player Isabelle takes a job as a publicist for a Paris water-polo team. That means she must face amnesiac coach Lucas, the jerk who broke her heart six years ago. But Lucas is a brand-new man after his head trauma. He has no idea why Isabelle is avoiding him — or why he is so drawn to her.   BOOK 3: PLAYING DIRTY In his pimply teens, Julien was led on, played and publicly humiliated by Noemi. Now a heartthrob and a sports star, he craves revenge. Even as he still craves Noemi.   If you like single dad romances, revenge plots filled with angst and passion, and heartwarming second chance novels, you’ll love the PLAYING TO WIN series!

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Alix Nichols is an unapologetic caffeine addict and a longtime fan of Mr. Darcy, especially in his Colin Firth incarnation. She is a USA Today bestselling (April and June 2017) and Kindle Scout winning (December 2015) author of sexy romance novels that readers describe as yummylicious. According to Romantic Times, her books "will keep you hanging off the edge of your seat”. Kirkus Reviews claims they “deliver pure pleasure”. At the age of six, Alix released her first romance. It featured highly creative spelling on a dozen pages stitched together and bound in velvet paper. Decades later, she still writes. Her spelling has improved (somewhat), and her books have topped the Amazon charts around the world. She lives in France with her family and their almost-human dog.

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Friday, February 23, 2018

Baby Maker by P. Dangelico Book Spotlight


Baby Maker by P. Dangelico
Publication Date: February 20th, 2018 Genre: Contemporary Romance
Stella Donovan’s biological clock is a ticking time bomb.
The successful financial manager has spent her adult life building a career and neglecting her personal life. Problem is, she doesn’t believe in marriage. Not after watching her mother be treated like garbage by her father. Nope, marriage is not for her. All she wants is a baby. All she needs is a man to agree to her terms.
Dane Wylder, recently retired NFL tight end and future Hall of Famer, wants a baby.
Naturally, marriage is off the table. He’s not the marrying type. Women are great––as long as they’re trying to get into his bed and not his heart. But after years of living only for himself, he’s ready to be a father.
Sparks fly when a successful financial manager and a legendary football player enter into a legal agreement to have a kid together. They planned on everything––they just didn’t plan on each other.

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Grabbing the pot of freshly brewed coffee from the coffee maker, he stares into the pot then drinks from it. I don’t bother to tell him it’s decaf. Throat working as he swallows, he holds up his index finger. I’ve got a finger for him, the middle one. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I’ve had enough.” He continues drinking. “And word of caution, if you come back to New York and continue to treat me like I’m cattle, a possession, you will damage this friendship beyond repair.” He places the pot down, his eyes downcast as he leans on the counter for support. “I’m sorry…I was a real asshole last night and––” “Last night?!” I shout. “How about for the past week.” “Well you’re not helpin’ the situation!” he shouts back, his eyes sparking, then winces again. My jaw hangs in disbelief. He can’t be serious. Is he really blaming me? “The hell are you talking about? You’re blaming me? Me?! You’ve been unbearable––when you’ve been around, that is. Usually you’re running in the opposite direction. But somehow in your twisted little male peanut sized brain, it’s my fault?!” “Yes, goddamit! Dancin’––smilin’ at that fucking cowboy!” His hand slashes through the air as if he’s indicating to someone in the corner. The veins near his temple pop up. Eyes impossibly wide, he advances on me, stopping a mere foot away. “You never smile at me like that!” Huh? “What does that have to do with anything?!” “Because I’m jealous! Okay! And you’ve made it very clear you’re not attracted to me but all I can think about is this!” He’s on me before I can blink, arms crushing me to him, kissing me like I hold the last breath of air on the planet and he means to steal it. A beat later he stops. His lips against mine he murmurs, “Kiss me back…please kiss me back.”

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Dangelico loves romance in all forms, cuddly creatures (four legged and two), really bloody sexy pulp, the NY Jets (although she’s reconsidering after this season), and to while away the day at the barn (apparently she does her best thinking shoveling horse crap). What she’s not enamored with is referring to herself in the third person and social media so don’t expect her to get on Twitter anytime soon. Oh, and although she was born in Italy, she’s been Jersey Strong since she turned six.

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Genevive Chamblee's blog tour for Out of the Penalty Box

Title: Out of the Penalty Box
Genre: Gay Romance
Series: Game On Collection
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing

Hockey player Aidan Lefèvre’s professional and personal life is on ice. Recovering from an injury and traded to a new team, Aidan is attempting to prove his viability to his coaches, fans, and teammates. Just when he believes he’s succeeded, another accident during the playoffs threatens to unravel all of his progress. 

Having relocated away from family and friends, Aidan turns to his extroverted team captain, Christophe Fontenot, whose jovial nature lifts everyone’s spirits. But when Aidan discovers his attraction for Christophe changes the meaning of “body checking,” Aidan questions more than his hockey skills. 

Should he deny what he feels or come out of the “box”?

Aidan opened his eyes, urgently needing to relieve himself in more ways than one. Rolling from his side to his back, he landed with a thud, both his head and right calf striking a solid object. Pain splintered throughout his body. Squinting, he attempted to bring his dark surroundings into focus and decipher what was happening in his spinning world. A narrow stream of light shone through a window. Okay, he was inside somewhere with shag carpet. Reaching, he felt a soft, solid object to his left. Pillows. Leather. Ah, a couch. To his right, he felt wood, metal, and cool glass. A table. Piecing it together, he determined he was wedged on a floor between a couch and table. But where? He didn’t have a table in front of his couch. He fumbled to remember. The last thing he remembered was talking with that loudmouth reporter, Toby Harrelson, from XJJ.

Oh shit! What had he said? Later. Now, he needed to figure out where the hell he was. He maneuvered his twisted limbs to sit erect. A bright light clicked on, and Aidan squeezed his eyes shut.

“You okay there, pretty boy?”

Christophe. Okay. Aidan could rule out being abducted by aliens. Well, maybe not. This was Christophe, after all. 

“Why am I on the floor?”

“How the hell should I know?” Christophe chuckled. “I deposited your drunken carcass on my sofa. It must not have suited your Sleep Number needs.”

“I feel like roadkill.”

“I imagine so, the way you kicked them back.”

Slowly, Aidan opened his eyes to view Christophe standing at the edge of the table, all rippling abdomen muscles, golden skin, and powerful thighs, wearing nothing but cotton boxers with a noticeable bulge in the front. It drew Aidan’s attention to his own physical state, and he grunted. He’d no time for this type of foolishness at this time of night… morning.

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Genevive Chamblee lives in the bayou country in the deep south where sweet tea, football, good music, and colorful family is gospel. When she is not writing, she can be found attending SEC football games, playing with her dog, sightseeing, or spending time with family.

Genevive writes contemporary romance, erotic romance, fantasy romance, the occult, Creole culture, and southern drama.

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