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Tuesday, October 26, 2021

Book Spotlight : My Nights With You - Adalyn Caine

I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the MY NIGHTS WITH YOU by Adalyn Caine Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

About the Book:

Title: MY NIGHTS WITH YOU

Author: Adalyn Caine

Pub. Date: November 9, 2021

Publisher: ACBooks

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Find it: Goodreads, Amazon

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Fresh out of college and on the cusp of a promising career in New York City, Sela Monroe falls hard for Theo Walker when they meet in the park. He’s beautiful. He’s brilliant. He’s a go-getter. He’s everything she’s ever wanted. Sela would do anything for Theo. When he calls, she always answers. When he asks her to come over, she’s there in a matter of minutes. No time is ever too late. No request is ever too inconvenient.

There’s only one problem with Sela’s relationship with Theo: he doesn’t love her back. Though Sela’s best friend, Annie, has been pleading with her to move on from Theo for months, citing his manipulative behavior and the hold he seems to have over sensitive Sela, when it finally hits Sela that her feelings aren’t reciprocated, it’s too much.

After an emotional breakdown that leaves Sela in the hospital, she struggles to cope with her emotions. She has never felt more lost or hopeless or used. Only when she begins the healing process does she realize that genuine love does exist and that sometimes in places where you least expect it.

 

 

About Adalyn:

Writer. Thinker. Procrastinator. Getting ready to release my novel, My Nights With You. Working on some other projects while trying to stay sane.

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1 winner will receive a $10 Amazon GC, International.

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:

10/1/2021

Rockstar Book Tours

Kickoff Post

Week Two:

10/4/2021

Two Chicks on Books

Interview

10/5/2021

jaimerockstarbooktours

IG Post

10/6/2021

The Reading Devil

Guest Post

10/7/2021

BookHounds

Interview

10/8/2021

Wottaread

Excerpt

Week Three:

10/11/2021

Rajiv's Reviews

Review

10/12/2021

@bookstagramofmine

Review

10/13/2021

Books a Plenty Book Reviews

Review

10/14/2021

The Momma Spot

Excerpt

10/15/2021

More Books Please blog

Review

Week Four:

10/18/2021

The Phantom Paragrapher

Book Spotlight

10/19/2021

@curlygrannylovestoread

Review

10/20/2021

#BRVL Book Review Virginia Lee Blog

Review

10/21/2021

Karen Dee's Book Reviews

Review

10/22/2021

OneMoreExclamation, tiktok kimbok65

Blog Review/TikTok Post

Week Five:

10/25/2021

Don't Judge, Read

Guest Post

10/26/2021

BookBriefs

Review

10/27/2021

I'm Shelfish

Excerpt

10/28/2021

two points of interest

Review

10/29/2021

@jypsylynn

Review


Monday, October 25, 2021

Heart Stealer by Delaney Diamond Book Blitz

Heart Stealer
Delaney Diamond
(The Cordoba Agency, #3)
Publication date: October 22nd 2021
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

The last thing he wants to do is play bodyguard to the woman who broke his heart.

As the wife of a pioneer in the field of biotechnology, Katherine Stallworth had an up-close view of the ugly underbelly of corporate espionage and the cutthroat nature of competition. When her husband is murdered and her life threatened, she turns to Raheem Miller, the one man she can trust–despite their sordid past.

Years ago, Raheem fell in love with Katherine–older, sophisticated, and way out of his league. And nothing has changed. While he’d rather avoid this assignment, he’ll never forgive himself if anything happened to her. In the middle of conducting an investigation into her husband’s death, he discovers a conspiracy that could rock the very foundation of the United States.

Now he must bring the culprits to justice while keeping Katherine alive and his desire in check. Easier said than done.

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EXCERPT:

Katherine Stallworth stared in horror at the carnage before her and the foul stench of death. Nothing could have prepared her for this.

Her husband’s body lay sprawled across the duvet in the dimly lit room, his dark shirt darker from the uneven circle of blood that covered his entire chest. Dead, and so were his bodyguards.

Keith lay face down at the foot of the bed, his arm at an awkward angle, his weapon butted up against the wall as if someone had kicked it away from his hand. His suit jacket was soaked with blood, and so was the cream-colored carpet beneath him.

Ivan was on the floor, slumped with his back against the bed and his temple touching the nightstand. He would look like someone who’d fallen asleep sitting up, except half his face had been blown off and his white shirt was drenched in blood.

Blood.

Blood everywhere.

Katherine walked slowly over to the bed on shaky knees. Her husband’s pale skin was ashen and drained of life, his mouth open as if in the middle of a scream, and his sightless eyes staring up at the ceiling.

She lifted both hands to her mouth as tears filled her eyes and pain wrenched her heart. “Thurgood,” she whispered into her cupped palms. Who had done this, and why?

Then she heard a noise in the walk-in closet. Her heart jumped, and her mouth fell open in silent panic. She wasn’t alone. The killer was still there!

She backed away slowly, chest tight as she tried hard not to make a sound. When her foot breeched the entrance to the door, a shadowy figure dressed in black exited the closet, and she turned swiftly, rushing down the hall toward the staircase. Breathing accelerated, she gripped the wooden railing with a trembling hand and moved down the stairs as quickly and silently as she could on her toes.

These shoes! The pretty gold heels she’d worn with such pride to the reception she now cursed for their impracticality. Her pounding heart was so loud in her ears and her breathing so shallow, she wondered if the intruder could hear the evidence of her fear.

Her driver and the other bodyguard had already left for the night, but she had to get out of there. She had to get to the garage.

“Hey!”

Halfway down the stairs, she stopped and turned.

A man stared at her from the catwalk. He wore a black ski mask over his head, with openings for his mouth and eyes—eyes that locked with hers and reeked of venom. His menacing posture and the death she’d witnessed provoked an immediate response.

Run!

Katherine took off down the stairs.

“Stop!” he bellowed.

There was no way she was stopping.

Almost to the bottom, a gunshot shattered the wood railing she clutched. She screamed and, in her panic, missed her footing on the stairs. She twisted her ankle. Sharp pain jiggered up her leg, and she went down. Her hands flew out instinctively to protect her face, but she skidded along the edge of the last two steps, scraping her knees, shins, palms, and forearms.

She lost one shoe and landed in an ungainly heap at the foot of the stairs in the foyer with her evening gown crumpled around her upper thighs. Heavy footsteps pounded behind her. Too terrified to turn around, Katherine ignored the burn of the bruises and scrambled to her feet as another man appeared in the open doorway to her right.

“Get her!” the one on the staircase yelled.

She kicked off the other shoe and gathered her full skirt to keep from tripping over the hem. She limped away from them both as fast as possible, fueled solely by adrenaline as she raced into a second hallway and pushed open the door to Thurgood’s study. She slammed it closed and quickly turned the lock but knew her actions would not keep them out for long.

There was a loud boom as one of the men slammed his body against the door, which sent her scrambling across the room. She stubbed her little toe on a chair and cried out, wincing at the debilitating pain but didn’t dare stop, and hopped over to the bookcase beside her husband’s desk.

The master bedroom, where Thurgood was murdered, was also a safe room. But fortunately, there was a second safe room inside his study.

She yanked away two books hiding a plain-looking piece of metal in the wall and pressed her thumb to the silver disc. Right away, the entire shelf popped out, and she swung the door open.

The office door was kicked in at that very moment. The frame splintered and pieces of wood spewed through the air. Both men rushed in, but Katherine slipped between the shelf and the wall and yanked the door closed.


Author Bio:

Delaney Diamond is the USA Today Bestselling Author of sensual, passionate romance novels, and was born and raised in the U.S. Virgin Islands. She reads romance novels, mysteries, thrillers, and a fair amount of nonfiction. When she’s not busy reading or writing, she’s in the kitchen trying out new recipes, dining at one of her favorite restaurants, or traveling to an interesting locale. To get sneak peeks, notices of sale prices, and find out about new releases, visit her website and join her mailing list. Enjoy free stories on her website at www.delaneydiamond.com.

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Review: Obsession - Jessica Lynch







Obsession (Hamlet, #0.5)

Review: Obsession - Book #0.5 Hamlet Series - Jessica Lynch - February 2019


Lucas De Angelis didn't know what love is or if he was capable of it until one of his outside University guest lectures when he spotted Tessa - a student in the class. From the moment he met her, he wanted her and he could see in her eyes that he wanted to but the ring was a barrier as Tessa didn't go for married men. Lucas married his childhood best friend Caitlin who is the Sheriff of Hamlet, a town with no technology and a backward feel to it. This book is a prequel to the Hamlet series as in Book #1 Don't Trust Me we read as Tessa was married to Jack and celebrating their wedding anniversary when he is killed and near the end is a twisted love angle plot where we get to see more depth of the characters like Lucas - the doctor, Caitlin - the sheriff, Maria - Lucas's sister and B&B owner where Tessa and Jack are staying, etc.
As Obsession is a prequel, this is a quick read that sets the scene on how Tessa and Lucas first meet and how their story begins.


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AUDIO RELEASE BLITZ - Loaded: A Holiday Romance by Kilby Blades




Title: Loaded: A Holiday Romance
Series: Gilded Love #4
Author: Kilby Blades
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Holiday Romance
Narrators: Tim Paige & Nicole Lewis
Audio Release Date: October 19, 2021


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From USA Today bestselling author Kilby Blades, a holiday proposal romance...

When billionaire Marsh's octogenarian grandmother summons him home for an urgent family dinner, he dreads being force-fed every embarrassing truth about his family he's tried to forget. Nevermind that Thanksgiving weekend is when he plans to propose to his girlfriend Jada, who knows nothing of his fortune, or that Marsh has hidden her away for years.

But the money may be the least of it—there's a reason why he's never brought her to Connecticut. The Brewsters are the special brand of unhinged reserved for the ultra-rich. Subjecting his woke Black girlfriend to his stuffy old money family seems like the least-romantic way to kick off his proposal weekend. After his family's shenanigans, will Jada even say yes?





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EXCERPT

“You’re cute when you’re nervous.”
My lips set in amusement as my gaze shifts from Marsh to the scenery. Autumn has been mild for all the russet and gamboge leaves that still cling to the trees. The sky has the look of snow, but forecasts insist it will hold off another day. Dry roads and mild November temperatures should find us speeding up the Taconic Parkway. But Marsh is taking it slow.
“I’m not nervous.” Marsh’s smooth baritone holds a calm I once believed in when we’d first started dating. Marsh is the kind of man who can soothe nerves—or raise hell—without ever raising his voice. Quiet control is his gambit, made more believable by his natural confidence. But I’ve seen his game and know every one of his tells.
“Oh, yeah?” My sly gaze slides back to his face. “Then why are we doing forty-five in a fifty-five?”
“I like to obey traffic laws.” His slow, cheeky smile cops to the ridiculousness of the lie.
“Do you also like blood flow in your extremities?” I jut my chin toward his grip that white-knuckles the steering wheel, eyeing the speedometer again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him take a highway drive under sixty-five.
We’ve passed the point in our relationship that merits an out-loud answer to every question. Entire conversations are had with the slightest quirk of a lip, the precision of a gaze, or the clever maneuver of a brow. And so should it be for a couple who has been together for four years. The look he gives me then relents, admitting with the clarity of a church bell: You caught me. I’m totally freaking out.
“Baby…these are your blood relatives, not a pit of vipers. Besides, you know I can hold my own.”
Marsh does know that. Hell, everyone knows better than to go up against me, Jada Jones, titan of industry and one of the most successful venture capitalists on Sand Hill Road. Marsh is among the rare breed who actually means it when he says that being with a powerful woman is a turn-on. He has admitted to me that watching his girlfriend hand start-up CEOs their asses gets him a little hard. His eyes positively smolder when I put my bossy boots on.
“It’s not you I’m worried about,” he murmurs.
“You forget that I’ve met them. Several times,” I point out. I’ve shared good times with his divorced parents, Kate and Marshall Senior, over the years when they’ve paid separate visits to their son. “They’re a bit non-traditional…but, babe, your family’s really nice.”
“Correction. You’ve met my parents. They’re the ones who rebelled. The ones who got out of the family.”
“You make it sound like the mafia. You do realize that your family owns a textile mill and isn’t an old country crime syndicate, right?”
Marsh doesn’t share my humor. “My parents aren’t as bad as the others. They’re on the lovable end of the crackpot spectrum.”
“So it’s a spectrum, huh? What’s on the opposite end?”
He takes his eyes off of the road long enough to cast a haunted look my way.
“Totally over the top.”
I shake my head. “Please. The Bay Area is crackpot central. If I had a dollar for every chem trails conspiracy theorist I had to dodge at Berkeley Bowl…”
His responding smile looks forced. For the past two days, I’ve sensed his anxiety around returning home. Marsh has never gone to Connecticut for the holidays in all the years we’ve dated and I’ve never asked why. I’m certain he has his reasons. He has never relished the quarterly trips he makes from San Francisco to Hartford, solo voyages in service of his position on the Brewster Textiles board. And he never says much about it—only that he goes out of love and duty to his grandmother.
All I really know is that his family has run a small business milling wool for the better part of one-hundred years. His octogenarian grandmother, who Marsh calls Maw Maw, is the CEO. She’s summoned all Brewsters with special expertise to sit on the Board of Directors. Marsh has been asked because he’s an attorney—never mind that his area of expertise is human rights.
What always catches my attention whenever I overhear him on the phone with Connecticut is the change in Marsh’s tone. That he becomes so gentle when reasoning with what sounds like a stubborn woman only makes me love him more.
“JJ…” He uses his nickname for me, speaking in a low, sorrowful tone, as if breaking upsetting news. “California people are the crunchy version of quirky. Lovably eccentric quirky. Eight-dollar-bamboo-fiber-dental-floss quirky. But quirky isn’t a strong enough term for my family. They take it to another level. And I don’t want to scare you, but we’re not in California anymore. This is the East Coast.”
Marsh sounds more frantic by the second. Though, if he thinks his warnings will make me less curious to meet his extended family—especially the elusive Maw Maw—he’s wrong.
“Babe,” I argue gently, hoping he isn’t too far gone to calm down. “The only one who sounds over the top right now is you.”




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Kilby Blades is a USA Today best selling author of Romance and Women’s Fiction. Her debut novel, Snapdragon, was a HOLT Medallion finalist and a Publisher’s Weekly BookLife Prize Semi-Finalist; her recent novel, The Secret Ingredient was a finalist in the RWA Vivian Contest. She has been lauded by critics for “easing feminism and equality into her novels” (IndieReader) and “writing characters who complement each other like a fine wine does a good meal” (Publisher’s Weekly). Kilby is a feminist, an oenophile, a cinephile, a social-justice fighter, and above all else, a glutton for a good story.


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