Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Release Tour for Flag on the Play by Kay Gordon.

Carson Ward goes from star Quarterback to single dad the second his ex drops a newborn off on his doorstep, he needs help, and luckily for him, his best friend’s sister, Abby Lauder is ready to rise to the challenge. But can the two go from secret crushes to dirty diapers and late-night feedings without ruining the walls that have been built or will they realize that love is worth the risk? Readers will swoon for this Best Friend's Sibling romance featuring a sexy doorstep dad. Fall in love with your next book boyfriend with Flag on the Play by Kay Gordon, the next book in the Single Dad’s Romance series.

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Carson Ward’s life might seem glamorous but he’s a simple guy. He loves football, his family, and spending time with his friends. His biggest flaw might just be the fact that he has a secret crush on his best friend’s little sister and has for years.

Abby Lauder is a free spirit and loves seeing life through the lens of her camera. As the photographer for a professional football team, she’s used to being just one of the guys. Whether she’s taking pictures of nature or pictures of football players, she never fails to catch the perfect image. So what if her camera lingers on her brother’s best friend a bit longer than others?

When Carson's ex-girlfriend drops a newborn baby off on his doorstep, he’s caught completely unaware. He never dreamed that he would go from star quarterback to a single dad in an instant. Luckily, he has help from those around him- including Abby. But, taking care of a newborn baby isn’t easy and it’ll require the quarterback and the photographer to spend even more time together. 

Amidst the diaper changes and late night feedings, hiding their feelings from each other will be harder than they think. Besides, their relationship is taboo in far too many ways for things to really go anywhere between them…right? 

Or maybe Carson and Abby will realize that sometimes love is worth the risk.

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Copyright 2021 Kay Gordon

Silence fell over us as we headed out of the locker room and to the tunnel. I was running through a list of things I needed to get from the grocery store when I heard the unmistakable click of a camera.
Normally that sound gave me a bit of a fight or flight reaction. After years of being in the media spotlight, I still wasn’t as used to it as some might assume. It was a necessary evil with my occupation, though, and I did my best to ignore them completely.
Inside the stadium, though, the sound gave me a different type of reaction. When I glanced over, my eyes landed on where a big professional camera was pointed right in our direction. The person behind the camera, however, was what grabbed my attention.
Abby was easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Her shiny, light-brown hair fell halfway down her back and looked so damn soft. She had eyes that were such a light brown color that they almost appeared gold. She didn’t usually wear makeup and didn’t need to. Her natural beauty was enough.
She was also tiny. She couldn’t have been an inch over five-four with a curvy body that matched her small stature well. She caught eyes of people wherever we were and it irritated me more than it should’ve. Despite her small appearance, Abby had a big personality. She laughed all the time and made friends with everyone she met.
You’d think after working with her for more than two years and knowing her for almost six, I’d be over my infatuation with her, but it never seemed to go away. Not really. I was good at ignoring and pretending, though.
Because I had to. Trevor made it clear to everyone when she started working as the Wildcats official team photographer that his little sister was off-limits.
It sucked.
“Hey, Abs.” I offered her a bright smile, pushing back my attraction to her. “Make sure you pick the best ones of me and the worst ones of this troll to use, okay?”
Trevor let out a bark of laughter and used one hand to shove me back as he approached his little sister. “She would never do me dirty like that, would you, short stuff?”
“You know better than to ask that question,” she replied with a snort as she lowered her camera and ducked away from her brother, who was probably about to give her a noogie of some kind. “I pick only the ugliest of your ugly face.”
“Don’t make me call Mom,” he warned, laughter in his voice. “She won’t take well to you hurting her baby boy’s feelings.”
Abby rolled her eyes. “The sad thing is that you’re right.”
It was weird to see the two of them together and to think that they were related in anyway. Other than the color of their hair, Abby and Trevor looked nothing alike and the contrast between their overall appearance was almost laughable.
Watching them together always made me miss my own little sister. Parker and I were close but while I was in Denver playing football, she was in Sacramento and working for a pro-hockey team. We were close and always had been, so it sucked that we didn’t get to see each other more. The little brat was happy, though, and that was all that mattered.
“Exactly.” Trevor flashed his sister a smug smile before jerking his chin towards her. “What are these pictures for?”
She shrugged and glanced down at the camera she was holding. “Everyone wants to see what the Wildcats are doing to prepare for the season, so I’m snapping a little bit of everything.”
“Are you ready for another season?” I asked as I adjusted the duffel bag on my shoulder.
Abby nodded and a bright smile crossed her face, making her even more beautiful.
“I enjoy the traveling, but I get more time to explore than you guys do.” She glanced behind her when we heard others coming down the tunnel. “Let me go snap some photos of these guys. See you both later?”
“See you at home,” Trevor confirmed with a nod and I just smiled at her.
“See you later, Abby.”

About Kay Gordon

Kay Gordon is a married, mother of two living near the west coast. She spends her days teaching young, impressionable minds in public school and evenings typing away furiously once her children are in bed. She loves to take her characters on a journey, making that happy ending even better!

Her favorite genre to read is Contemporary Romance but won’t hesitate to try anything with promise. One of her favorite past times is to read the book and then go see the movie while forcing her husband to listen to her point out all of the differences in real time. She’s still not over what Harry did to the Elder Wand in DH2.

When she's not teaching or writing, Kay loves to spend time with her family and friends, although she doesn’t ever say no to a good nap. She’s an avid lover of hockey and can be seen cheering for her beloved Nashville Predators- no matter how much they frustrate her.

Kay always welcomes feedback and comments (or even just a healthy argument about why Backstreet Boys are better than *Nsync) so please don't hesitate to reach out!

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When Villains Rise by Giana Darling Book Blitz

When Villains Rise
Giana Darling
(Anti-Heroes in Love, #2)
Publication date: June 30th 2021
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Giana Darling comes the conclusion to the Anti-Heroes in Love duet, a gripping mafia romance about the capo who will risk everything to keep the woman he loves safe…

I am the hero no one wanted…

I was a murderer.

One of the cruelest and wealthiest men in New York City.

Dante Salvatore, capo of capos.

Yet I had one weakness.

Elena Lombardi.

Cold as ice, sharp as the edge of broken glass, and more beautiful than any woman should have the right to be, she stormed my defenses and razed my life as I knew it to the ground. For her, I would once again play the hero and prove myself worthy of her unconquerable heart.

For her, I would change everything.

I could have left her to the enemies hounding me, but instead, I made the unforgivable decision to take her with me to the old country. Now, there is no other option. In order to keep both of us safe, Elena Lombardi must become my wife.

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No matter the adversity, I could always count on one constant.

Elena Lombardi was a weapon.

And she was mine.

“Put the gun down, cuore mia,” I coaxed, letting the comatose man drop unceremoniously to the ground so I could go to her. She kept the gun raised, almost frozen with her determination to protect me, until the barrel was pressed to my stomach. I put my hand over the weapon and released the chamber so it fell into my waiting hand beneath. Then, I carefully untangled her fingers from the grip and used my free hand to sink my fingers deep in her hair, angling her head to take her mouth in a possessive kiss.

Instantly, she melted. All that dangerous revolve dissolving on my tongue like fucking candy, sweet and addictive. I ate at her until she trembled. Unable to resist, I used my other hand, still cradling the dismantled gun, to palm her sex. It was as wet as I’d known it would be, her juices slick on my fingers, on the weapon that had been intended to kill us both.

When I broke away, she clutched me close, her breath as harsh as mine.

“No one will take you from me without a fight,” she whispered vehemently, the nails of the hand she had curled around my neck sinking into my skin so I hissed.

“Anyone who tries to come between our love will suffer then die,” I swore to her, kissing her again because I was high on adrenaline, on the scent of her damp pussy in my nose and the victory of a fight won in my blood.

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Giana Darling is an USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and Top 40 Amazon Best Selling Canadian romance writer who specializes in the taboo and angsty side of love and romance. She currently lives in beautiful British Columbia where she spends time riding on the back of her man's bike, baking pies, and reading snuggled up with her Golden Retriever puppy, Romeo.

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Book Blitz - Hate Notes - Gracie Graham

Hate Notes
Gracie Graham
Publication date: June 30th 2021
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

Topher Elliot is high school royalty.

The king of Lakeview prep.

You know the type. Disgustingly rich. Blond-haired. Eyes the color of a clear, blue sky. And muscles for days.

He also happens to be enemy #1, the bane of my existence.

Only, now my scholarship is in jeopardy and, like the peasant I am, I must tutor the king himself if I want to graduate.

Still, if I have to be around him, I might as well make it worth my while. So I send him a scathing text, telling him exactly what I think about him. But he mistakes me for someone else. That’s when I hatch a plan: get dirt on the king, and watch his reign crumble.

It’s about time someone made the king come tumbling down.

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Now that we were alone, I couldn’t help but wonder if he got my text and what he thought about it.

Did it bother him? Did it affect him at all? Or did it bounce right off his bulletproof ego? Because he sure seemed unaffected.

I glanced up at him, confirming his gaze, and I almost opened my mouth and confessed with an apology when he said, “Hey, I uh, wanted to say sorry for this morning. Mikey and the guys can be jerks sometimes.”

I raised a brow, surprised at the admission. I hadn’t expected that.

“Sometimes?” I asked, and when he laughed, I flinched at the sound.

“Good point.” Topher grinned.

“What about you?” I asked.

“What about me?”

“You’re not a jerk sometimes?”

He winced like the words hurt. “Hey, you have to admit, you were staring pretty hard.”

“I was not. I was—”

“You were,” he crowed.

“I didn’t realize it was you.”

“What’s that mean?” he asked, leaning back in his chair, clearly enjoying our exchange.

What did that mean?

He crossed one leg over the other, propping his ankle on top of his knee. One arm draped casually over the back of the chair as he waited for my answer. And all I could think was, It must be nice to be so comfortable in your own skin.

I shifted my gaze to my nails, where I studied the glossy black polish. “It means,” I growled, “that if I had known it was you, I would’ve gouged my eyes out before taking a second look.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Topher mumbled under his breath.

My eyes shot to him and narrowed. “Excuse me?”

He lifted a shoulder, then dropped it. “Just that it didn’t look like you were disgusted. It looked like you wanted to jump me.”

My jaw dropped, mouth gaping like a fish. I closed it, then repeated the process.

Great, he’s turned me into a guppy.

Annoyed with myself for letting him get to me, I snapped my mouth closed and spoke between clenched teeth. “Oh, and I suppose you’re an expert on what that looks like?”

“You said it, not me, but if it makes you feel any better,” he whispered, leaning close, “I kinda liked it.”

A choking sound gurgled from the back of my throat before I straightened, composing myself.

He wanted to get under my skin, and I was letting him.

“Whatever,” I muttered, then flipped open my textbook. “I suppose you’re sorry for being a jerk yesterday, too.”


I huffed out a breath. Of course he’d so quickly forget.

My fingers curled around my book until my knuckles turned white. “Yeah, in first period?”

A crease formed between his brow. “You mean the name thing?”

The name thing. Like it was no big deal even though they’d been torturing me with it since the sixth grade. Oh, how fun it was to be known as Skunk Girl.

“Yeah, that and your friends stomping all over my stuff in the hall.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but I held out a hand and stopped him. “You know what? We make choices every day that make us who we are. No point in apologizing if you’re going to continue being a prick. ”


I bowed my head, feeling like a jerk. It was almost as bad as the text I sent him.

What had gotten into me? I never spoke my mind or stood my ground.

I pulled out a blank sheet of paper so we could do some problems when I felt the vibration from his silent laughter.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.” He smirked.

I gnashed my teeth together, shooting him an unamused look.

“It’s just, I’m not used to you being so opinionated. You hardly ever speak in class. I think I’ve barely heard you say two words. Who knew you were so feisty?”

I frowned. That sounded almost like a compliment, but why did it feel backhanded?

“Yeah, well, you don’t really know me.”

“True. I guess I don’t. You sure seem to think you have me pegged though.”

It was a statement, not a question. And he was right. “I know exactly who you are.”

“And who is that?” he asked, his tone hard as steel.

“You’re Topher Elliot, King Royal. You walk on water, and everyone bows at your feet.”

“King Royal?”

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, don’t act like you don’t know what everyone calls you guys.”

He exhaled and stared down at his textbook with a frown. For a moment, he looked almost bothered by it. But that was impossible. Boys like Topher didn’t care what girls like me thought of them.

“I mean, I’ve heard the royal thing, but . . . Anyway, it’s not like I wanna be called that.”

“Okay,” I said, when what I really meant was You expect me to believe that?

“So that’s it, then, huh? One label and you’ve got me all figured out?”

His throat bobbed, and he almost sounded . . . angry or upset. Which was weird.

When I said nothing, he straightened in his chair and glanced down at his book. “Whatever. Let’s just get on with this.”

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Gracie Graham writes contemporary young adult novels and is the pen name for adult author Tia Souders.

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Back Home to You by Maggie Wild blitz with Xpresso Book Tours

Back Home to You
Maggie Wild
(Hope Valley, #2)
Publication date: June 30th 2021
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

She’s desperate to get her life straight. He’s struggling to stay true to his dreams. Together, can they whip up the recipe for happily ever after?

Harriet “Harry” Belmont feels like a total failure. Returning from San Francisco to England to care for her grandmother after being fired and discovering her boyfriend is married, she’s determined to turn a mess into something vaguely positive. But when her woeful cooking skills send her gran’s dinner up in smoke, the big-city refugee is stunned when the man who jumps to her rescue is a handsome old flame.

Jamie Forrest’s love of culinary creations has come back to bite him. Though the small-town chef loves the meal-kit business he built to help others, it’s become so successful he no longer has time to spend in the kitchen. But his stress multiplies exponentially when the woman he saves from a food-prep disaster turns out to be his gorgeous childhood sweetheart.

As Harry’s forgotten feelings resurface, she’s torn between helping him open his dream restaurant and fleeing back to the life she promised she’d never sacrifice for a man. And though Jamie realizes he never got over her, he’s terrified that if he lets her in, she’ll just break his heart again.

Can the reunited friends find a way to put love on the menu?

Back Home to You is the charming second book in the Hope Valley contemporary romance series. If you like feisty females, kindhearted men, and wry humor, then you’ll adore Maggie Wild’s sweet tale.

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“Dance?” Jamie said, holding out his hand.

Harry glanced at Nicki, who raised her eyebrow. “I’d take him up on the offer if I were you. You might not get a second chance.” She winked at Harry, raised her empty champagne glass, and headed for the bar.

Harry took Jamie’s hand. Her fingers prickled when she touched his, clicking on a memory she’d long since stored away: his touch. The feeling of taking the hand of someone special.

“What was Nicki talking your ear off about?” Jamie asked as he led her to the floor.

Harry smiled to herself. “Just life,” she said, and started to dance.

The band played every song from Harry’s youth. She and Jamie danced and sang words she didn’t know she remembered. Harry pulled out dance moves she hadn’t used for decades, and Jamie mirrored her like they’d been dancing that way forever. By the time the band slowed things down, Harry’s feet were on fire and her dress stuck to the moisture in the middle of her back. Jamie’s hair stuck up in damp spikes. At some point, he’d undone another button on his shirt.

“To all the lovers out there,” the singer said, her voice breathy. “We’re available for weddings.”

The crowd laughed and as the band played the opening notes of a familiar ballad, couples paired up, others left the floor, and people who’d been sitting on the sidelines suddenly found themselves pulled to their feet and led onto the dance floor. Harry made a show of looking tired. She ought to sit this one out. It was one thing to boogie the night away with Jamie, to laugh at one another’s moves, to have fun. But slow dances always meant something, and Harry didn’t want to send the wrong message. “Drink?” she asked.

Jamie took her hand and Harry was relieved he felt the same way and was leading her from the floor. But he didn’t. He held out his hands and took Harry’s. He smiled. That smile. And when he invited Harry into his arms, she went.

Jamie’s hands wrapped around her waist, and Harry’s body moved in time with his, and when she rested her head on his shoulder, her senses relaxed with the familiar scent of somewhere she belonged.

It felt like being home.

Author Bio:

Maggie Wild lives in California Wine Country with her own Mr. Right and a small collection of furry friends. A native of Yorkshire, England, she returns "home" every day through her fictional worlds. When not writing her fun, contemporary romance stories, she loves to watch the birds in her garden and hike through the local redwoods. Learn more at MaggieWild.com.

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VBT# Finding Family in a Far-Away Land - Amanda Wall

Finding Family in a Far-Away Land: An Adoption Story

Review: Finding Family in a Far-Away Land - Amanda Wall - March 2021

With adoption being a popular way for families to have children especially those who can't have children on their own or those who wish to open their doors and hearts to children who need a happy family, it makes sense that we need children's books about the topic of adoption. In Amanda's new book, we meet two sisters Priya and Ari who are from India. When they were born, they lived in a poor Indian village. One day their family got sick and died, the girls were hungry and ill themselves and ended up in an Indian orphanage. At the orphanage they were cared for and then one day an American couple came along and adopted the two girls, they fell in love with them straight away and took them to their new home in a far-away land. What I loved about this story was that they took both sisters and the sisters weren't split up as often that can happen with siblings and it is so sad and heartbreaking as it could be years or even never that they will see each other again. In their new home, the girls will learn to be part of a new family and be spoiled in ways they never could imagine. Finding Family in A Far-Away Land by Amanda Wall was a very cute read and gave me a happy feeling especially since before reading this I had read a picture book that had a somber feel to it. Finding Family in a Far-Away by Amanda Wall is perfect for children ages 5- 9 years old.

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VBT# Emma's Quest - T.R Willard

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Review: Emma's Quest - T.R Willard - June 2021

As a former children's librarian, I have read a lot of picture books, and some of them you grab as they sound fun and exciting and cute tales but as you read them, you get a fright as it turns out to be a bit of a depressing read and the worst thing is when you are reading it in front of children as you are like um, ok. Do I keep reading or just quickly change to something more upbeat and happier? That is how I felt with Emma's Quest as the book starts with a happy little Emma and then it moved to a sombre part as Emma is an only child and gets a bit lonely. She decides to go for a walk and meets a bunch of different creatures, each she asks if they want to be their friends but then again it turns to very left-field as each animal is worried if they go with Emma, they will be killed and turned into items like snakeskin bags, beef and bear rugs. I have to admit, that this isn't a book I would read to children as I can see the idea of friendships but it takes on a scary worldview that I think children at this stage are too young to have to read and worry about. The illustrations were bright and colourful, but the story itself has left me a little uneasy and sad and not too sure what to think about it. Due to the content, I would have to put this story as an appropriate read-aloud book or as a sophisticated picture book for ages 9+ and if you do read it to an audience, it will need to have an explanation that it's ok to eat meat, etc.


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