When Staci Takes Charge by Calista Fox

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2_2 calista Fox_When Staci Takes Charge_E-BookPowerful CEO Staci Kay has been working like crazy for so long that she’s forgotten what it means to play. After her company’s launch of an important new shoe line, a sizzling encounter with an irresistibly hot guy is just the stress reliever she needs. But when he’s gone the next morning, she realizes she can’t forget him – or the way he made her feel.

Dr. Evan Hart isn’t a one-night-stand kind of guy. But the gorgeous redhead with the seductive curves is a temptation he doesn’t regret – until she calls his office to schedule an appointment. Even as he wonders how she found him, Evan can’t deny he wants a lot more than just another night in her bed. Now with his heart on the line, Evan has to put his best foot forward and convince Staci that he’s the perfect fit . .

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Evan Hart stood across the hall from what could only be described as a fantasy come to life.

Mile-long legs. Narrow waist. Plump breasts. Soft-looking, damp red curls that fell just past her slender, bare shoulders. A fresh, clean face.

Despite being separated by an expanse of carpet, he could smell her. Vanilla with perhaps a hint of lavender, which was extremely alluring.

She stared at him with fiery eyes that were tawny, mostly golden with flecks of orange. She was beautiful. Breathtaking, actually, with high cheekbones, honey skin, and rosy lips.

He had to run a few medical terms through his head in order to divert his attention from how stunning and scantily clad she was. The tactic was also necessary to help ascertain whether the vision before him was real or not, for Evan had a tendency to sleepwalk. He never went far and typically woke up after a few minutes. But hotels could be a bit hazardous for someone with the affliction. It’d been a while since he’d done it, so he’d thought he’d broken the habit.

But there really couldn’t be such a striking, half-naked woman standing eight feet away from him. Could there?

He mentally shook his head. Whether he was imagining this or not, he was willing to fall down the rabbit hole when the fantasy spoke.

“Sooo, this is awkward,” she said, her tone low and breathy. Sultry. Sexy as hell.

His groin instantly tightened. His pulse hitched a notch.

She kept talking as his body started to burn. “See, I was on my way to get some ice—”

“You know the valet could have gotten that for you.”

“Yes,” she ground out. “I realize that. Not my first rodeo at a swank hotel.”

He bit back a grin. The fantasy had some spunk to her.

“Anyhoo,” she said. “I didn’t think there’d be anyone in the hallway in the middle of the night. I even checked.”

“And you would have been in the clear. Except that you got a little loud.”

“I did not get loud. And what the heck are you doing up at three a.m.?”

He sighed. “I was working late. Then I drifted off at the desk. I woke up and did more work, then drifted off again…”

“Aha,” she softly said. Her entire demeanor softened, in fact. Making him instantly wonder how malleable she’d be in his hands, how she might writhe against his body if he held her in his arms.

Whoa. Where were those thoughts coming from?

They were not normal ones for Dr. Evan Hart. By any stretch of the imagination.

But the fantasy was incredibly titillating. Enthralling. Tempting, even.

In her arousing voice, she mused, “So you could actually still be asleep at this very moment. And you never, ever saw me.”

She flashed a pearly white smile.

He smirked. “That’s not exactly how you convince someone they’re sleepwalking and dreaming.”

“And you’re an expert?”

“As a matter of fact, yes.”

“Well, then.” She shifted from one bare foot to the other. “Why don’t you sleepwalk your way back into your suite, I’ll follow and use your phone to call down to the front desk to let them know I’m locked out of my suite, and we’ll pretend this never happened. Whether you’re truly awake or not.”

“You shouldn’t leave your key in your room when you go for ice.”

“Gee. You think?”

Evan shook his head. “I see you like to be antagonistic.”

“No, I like to be fully clothed when caught in situations such as this.”

His gaze swept over her. He couldn’t help it. Hoped he could blame it on the supposed sleepwalking and justify it that way to both himself and to her.

But Evan had to concede that, even in his wildest dreams, he would not have conjured this insanely beautiful, perfectly sculpted creature. And she sure as hell wouldn’t have such a smart mouth. Evan preferred women who were a bit more demure. Studious. More bookish than…sexy. Sassy. Soft and silky looking.

Ha. There it was.

Proof that he had to be dreaming, because he never in a million years would consciously allow his very structured thoughts to run in these crazy directions.

The fantasy said, “So…how ‘bout it?”

Every muscle in his body went rigid.

Yeah. Even that one.

Well, he had the beginnings of an erection at any rate. One that would easily qualify as a mammoth hard-on if he didn’t keep his cool. Thank God he wore loose black pants to help hide the evidence of her effect on him. He also had on a deep-blue tank top and was barefoot. His dark hair had to be a tousled mess from raking his hands through it half the night in frustration. And he knew he sported a five o’clock shadow on his jaw. Or, rather, a three a.m. shadow.

He’d been no more prepared for this unexpected encounter than she.

He flipped the security latch outward to keep his door from closing and locking behind him and took a few strides across the hall to scoop up the ice bucket. His gaze locked on candy-apple-red toenails.

Christ, even her feet were sexy.

With absolutely no restraint whatsoever—again not like him at all—his gaze traveled up her ankles, her calves, her thighs…
His mouth watered as he continued over her flat stomach and her full breasts. All that registered in his brain was silky skin, satiny material…and lace. Oh, the lace.

Get a grip, man.

You’re not an animal.

Or a caveman.

Though he suddenly had cavemen desires. To throw this gorgeous woman over his shoulder and carry her into his cave.
Heat rushed through his veins. A couple beads of perspiration popped along his hairline.

It was entirely possible he’d spent too much time in the office lately, and too little time socializing with the female persuasion.

Or perhaps it was just that he’d never come across a woman that set his body on fire the way this one did.

He found himself saying, “If I really am dreaming, I have a much better imagination than I ever knew.”

About the Author: Calista is a former PR professional, now writing fast-paced, steamy books to set your pulse racing! She is an Amazon bestseller and has won many Reviewer’s and Reader’s Choice Awards, as well as Best Book Awards and other competitions with publication as first prize. Calista is a college graduate and teaches online writing classes. She is also Past President/Advisor of the Phoenix Chapter of Romance Writers of America.

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Divine Touch by Kristy Denice Bock – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_DivineTouchFinding a naked man where Werewolf bones once were should have let Kate know she was in for an unusual day! Nothing could have prepared her for the discovery that her mother is a Goddess, and that nothing in her life would ever be the same. Zane DeSeville spent five centuries trapped in a prison of his own body only to be awakened by the image of the woman who caused his entrapment. After Kate discovers that she’s the daughter of a Goddess, another bombshell is dropped in her lap. She has to pass three Trials of Humanity, or she’ll be imprisoned as Zane had been, and Zane would be her judge and jury!

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Kate found her way to the Kitchen. She found Holland walking around the room with a cell phone in her hand, extended as she moved about trying to find signal.

“Can you hear me now?” Kate asked.

“Kate! I was ready to call in the military.” Holland launched herself at Kate, hugging her tight.

“Holls, you are choking me,” Kate said, her ribs still sore from their earlier abuse.

“Don’t care. Save it. What the fuck is going on?” Kate hid a smile, Holland’s language always left something to be desired.

“I missed you. I was promised chocolate ice cream, a sappy movie and you. Never let it be said the Goddess doesn’t answer prayers.” Kate took a step away from Holland and picked up the Ice cream she spied on the table next to them.

“Who is the walking magnet?” Holland asked.

“His name is Cole,” Kate answered.

“What’s his deal?”

“I don’t know, why?”

“He’s got a nice ass.”

“He’s like twelve years old!”

“He’s 28.”

“No way, how do you know?”

“Because I asked him right after I told him he had a nice ass.”

“You told him that?”

“What good is thinking something if it’s not shared?”

“Does he really have a nice behind?”

“How did I get here?”

“The Goddess brought you for me. I have so much to tell you. Ice cream first, find bowls.”

Kate walked around the kitchen and opened one at a time until she found decorative wooden bowls which would do quite nicely for their frozen treat. She placed them on the counter and searched again for a scoop and two spoons. After the dessert found its way into the bowls Kate hopped up on the countertop and motioned for Holland to do the same. The two ate in silence for a few moments before Kate spoke. Kate relayed the story starting with how she picked up the shipment meant for her ex-husband.

“He called me by the way,” Holland said.

“Kevin?” asked Kate.

“What a vile toad. The sex must have been phenomenal because his personality leaves so much to be desired.”

“He is, it wasn’t, it does… And what did he say?”

“Blah blah blah, random threat, blah blah blah, knows what you really are, mayhem, devastation, destruction.”

“I doubt he knows what I just found out today. At best he’d seem like a lunatic raving how his ex-wife is a witch.”

“Want me to run him over? I have full coverage.”

“I have enough to deal with at the moment. Kevin is the least of my concerns. I have a vengeful witch who tried to blow me up, three trials that could end in possible annihilation if I fail, and a werewolf that I can’t quite figure out what to do with. Not to mention, my mother’s a Goddess. A Goddess. Talk about a readymade complex.”

“So many things to be shocked over, so little time.” Holland stated.

“I guess it would be hard to take in. In one sitting I’ve told you of werewolves, Goddesses, and witches.” Kate replied.

“No, I meant why you would not call me the minute you found a naked man on the table. At the very least you could have sent me a few picture texts,” Holland said.

“I’m sorry for not thinking clearly at that moment.”

“I forgive you, but only if you forgive me for the confession I’m about to make.” Holland said.

“What confession?” Kate asked.

“I plan on seducing the walking magnet, pissing off the blond bombshell, and finding out the intentions of one really old werewolf.”

“He’s too young for you.”

“I’m one year older than you.”

“He’s too young for me too.”

“You take all the fun out of my life, what’s five years?”

“The difference between diapers and big boy pants.”

“You are a sick, sick woman, Kate.”

“I know”

About the Author: Kristy Denice Bock is an avid reader who fell in love with creating characters at a young age. She lives in Coastal Carolina and is quite the fan of the Crystal Coast. She is the mother of four unique humans who constantly keep her on her toes. She’s the proud grandmother of two, and the world’s greatest Aunt to ten pretty spectacular humans. Her parents bought her a typewriter at 14, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Read Kristy Denice Bock’s Smashwords Interview.

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Boiling Point by Tessa Bailey – Spotlight and Giveaway

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BOILING POINT
by Tessa Bailey
Crossing the Line, #3
Publication Date: January 25, 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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Synopsis: Falling for a con man is the most dangerous game of all…

Con artist Austin Shaw’s been in disguise so long he’s not sure where his fake identities end and he begins. Now that he’s been strong-armed into working for a specialized undercover unit working with the Chicago police—criminals with unique “skills”—the last thing he needs is to risk his iron control. Especially when it comes to a certain stunningly sexy hacker who tempts him with every look of disdain.

Polly Banks will never, ever trust a con man. On the trail of a ruthless crook who destroyed the only family she’s ever known, Polly is unnerved by the shadow who follows her every move. The one who makes her pulse pound and breath short with lust. Austin. He’s infuriating, enigmatic, and pure sex appeal, and she’s determined to resist him.

But an untrustworthy man of disguise can become anyone he wants…including a man that Polly must trust if she’s to escape their dangerous game alive.

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RISKIER BUSINESS
by Tessa Bailey
Crossing the Line, #0.5
Publication Date: January 5, 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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Synopsis: One more game. And this time, there are no rules…

After a life of pool hustling and living on the wrong side of the law, Ruby Elliott is living on the straight and narrow with sexy-as-all-hell NYPD detective, Troy Bennett. Now the only trouble Ruby has with the law is the naughty kind, pinned against the wall by Troy’s strict and spectacularly hard body. Obeying his every command. Both of them losing themselves in a lust that borders on obsession…

But then her father returns with an offer she can’t refuse: one last hustle in exchange for information. Information she’d die to have. As the pieces and the players of the game reveal themselves, Troy feels the fine edges of his control slipping—control he can’t channel without hurting Ruby. The stakes are high, and the risk higher. Because losing this final game could cost more than Ruby’s heart…it might cost her life.

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RISKING IT ALL
by Tessa Bailey
Crossing the Line, #1
Publication Date: January 27, 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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2_2 tessa risking it all book 1Synopsis: NYPD detective Seraphia Newsom will avenge her brother’s death at any cost. Even if it means insinuating herself into a rough, Brooklyn street gang and going so far undercover, she’s not sure she’ll be able to get out. Every minute she spends in their midst means the clock ticking down on her life, especially when she overhears something that could get her killed.

Bowen Driscol is the heir to a crime enterprise. He never asked for the job, but with his father behind bars, he has no choice but to step in and keep the operation running. But when the NYPD blackmails him with a piece of damning information in exchange for aiding an undercover cop, he finds himself on the other side of the law for the first time in his life.

Bowen knows the danger Sera is in, and keeping her safe trumps saving his own ass. The problem? She can’t know he’s on her side. And there’s the matter of the seriously inconvenient heat sparking between them that’s incinerating his resistance. But Sera only sees Bowen’s past, and men like him are the reason her brother is dead. If they’re to get out alive, he’ll have to risk exposing the man beneath, and hope to hell he doesn’t blow the whole operation in the process.

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UP IN SMOKE
by Tessa Bailey
Crossing the Line, #2
Publication Date: June 23, 2015
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

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Synopsis: Never start a fire you can’t control…

Connor Bannon is supposed to be dead. Dishonorably discharged from the Navy SEALs, he’s spent the last two years working as a street enforcer in Brooklyn for his cousin’s crime ring. Through a twist of fate, he’s now in Chicago, working undercover to bust criminals. But when a cute little arsonist joins the team—all combat boots, tiny jean shorts, and hot-pink hair—Connor’s notorious iron control slips.

Erin “she’s getting away” O’Dea knows two things. She hates authority. And… Nope, that’s it. When she’s forced to operate on the “right” side of the law, her fear of being confined and controlled blazes to the surface. The last thing she expects is a control freak like Connor to soothe her when she needs it most. Worse, something behind the sexy ex-soldier’s eyes ignites a dangerous inferno of desire. One that invites Erin to play with fire. And one that could get them both killed…

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About the Author: Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.

Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of eight years and four-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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Intimate Betrayal by Houston Havens – Spotlight and Giveaway

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Houston Havens will be awarding two winners a choice of one of the first three books in the Psychic Menage series to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

MediaKit_BookCover_IntimateBetrayalKindise Wyatt escapes her Star Rider captor and returns to Earth. With the help of a sexy Old World Mole and his mysterious friend, she’s determined to uncover the whereabouts of her lover. Instead, she finds nothing but betrayal and her captor in pursuit.

On the lam after betraying his evil ruler, ex-Dirt Dweller and drifter Jaden Valenti confirms his name is on a hit list. Finding what he believes will be safety amongst the Airbornes, he recreates himself and hides his past until trouble walks back into his life in
the name of Kindise Wyatt, the woman he was ordered to assassinate and didn’t.

Due to the obsessions of a Fae woman Sori gave up his hardearned royal title and left his homeland of Elfame. Love is the furthest thing from his mind until he is sent in Jaden’s place to pick-up some cargo…human cargo in the form Kindise Wyatt. He feels the Fae magnetism of his soulmate in her. Problem is; she’s in love with someone else.

Will Jaden fulfill his orders to kill Kindise and get his name removed from the list, or will his secret be exposed and betray the friendship he has with Sori? Does Sori help Kindise find her lover, or will a love between them have a chance to flourish before a fatal attraction and a determined captor rip their love asunder? Will Kindise find true love or will betrayals at every turn crush the fight out of her? Can she find her inner strengths to keep fighting and lead The Freedom Fighters to defeat the Dirt Dweller elites, once and for all?

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She snapped her head in his direction. “I beg your pardon.”

Amusement raised Jaden’s brow along with his coffee cup. His eyes sparkled over the rim, forcing her breath to catch in her chest.

What in the hell did he mean by that?

Sori covered the smile he was fighting by pretending to scratch his eye, but his amusement was still evident in his tone when he spoke. “What Jaden’s asking is…what’s your hurry?”

“I’ve already imposed quite a bit on your kindness.”

“It’s been one night.”

Choosing to ignore Jaden’s remark, she continued. “I don’t want to take advantage of your hospitality. I’d like to find Lytell soon, it’s been awhile and I missed him very much.”

“Yeah?” The clank of Jaden’s cup crashing down on its saucer once again caused her shoulders to jump. He leaned forward, pushing the bowl of sugar-covered strawberries toward her. “Care for some fruit, while you tell us what you miss most about him?”

She kept her focus on Sori. “Will Jaden be joining us as well?”

His brows pressed together as his glance slid in confusion over to Jaden then jumped back to her. “Ah–”

A sharp snapping of Jaden’s fingers grabbed her attention. When she looked, he smirked. “No, I won’t. But thanks for asking. Nice to know you’ll miss me.”

Kindise tried but failed to stop her mouth from falling open. Incensed by his insinuations in front of Sori.

“Ah, someone want to fill me in?” His glance ricocheted between them.

“There’s nothing to tell.” She got up, spun on her heels and marched from the kitchen muttering. “I’ll be in my room. Let me know when you’re ready to go.”

Jaden held up the bowl of strawberries. “Sure you wouldn’t like some sweetness before you go?”

About the Author: MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_IntimateBetrayalErotic romance author Houston Havens, a former successful model enjoying an adventurous jet-set lifestyle, intrigues her readers with a mix of the past, present, and future, and sexy blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, and western romance, always with love everlasting. A tenacious Irish lass filled with passion and mystery hopes her sultry stories will entertain and fascinate those who dare to take the journey. She’s also a social media junkie with an award winning blog. http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com

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A Gentleman’s Game by Theresa Romain – Spotlight and Giveaway

Welcome to a virtual book tour A Gentleman’s Game, the first book in Theresa Romain’s new series Romance of the Turf, which releases tomorrow. Enter the Rafflecopter at the end of the post for a chance to win a Theresa Romain book bundle.

Theresa Romain’s Road Trip Tip: If you’re going to place a wager during a road trip, take a hint from my hero Nathaniel and wager on the abilities of your own party. After traveling all this way together, you know exactly what your companions are capable of.

2_1 theresa romainIn Book One of Romance of the Turf, a refreshing new Regency series from rising star Theresa Romain, a mystery demanding to be solved brings unlikely allies together in more ways than one…

How far will a man go
Talented but troubled, the Chandler family seems cursed by bad luck—and so Nathaniel Chandler has learned to trade on his charm. He can broker a deal with anyone from a turf-mad English noble to an Irish horse breeder. But Nathaniel’s skills are tested when his stable of trained Thoroughbreds become suspiciously ill just before the Epsom Derby, and he begins to suspect his father’s new secretary is not as innocent as she seems.

To win a woman’s secretive heart?
Nathaniel would be very surprised if he knew why Rosalind Agate was really helping his family in their quest for a Derby victory. But for the sake of both their livelihoods, Rosalind and Nathaniel must set aside their suspicions. As Derby Day draws near, her wit and his charm make for a successful investigative team…and light the fires of growing desire. But Rosalind’s life is built on secrets and Nathaniel’s on charisma, and neither defense will serve them once they lose their hearts…

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When the farmer had led his chestnut away again, Nathaniel dangled the medal before Rosalind’s face. “Look there, Rosalind Agate. I’ve finally won a medal, and I didn’t even have to tidy myself up for a meal.”

“Or arise early.” At the end of its white ribbon, the medal turned in a slow breeze. It was a small circle of some silver metal, maybe tin, buffed to shine and catch the eye. “It’s pretty,” she said. “I’m glad he gave it to you. He wouldn’t have won without your help at the right moment.”

“Oh—well.” He shrugged this off, then stuffed the medal into the pocket of his waistcoat, from which the ribbon poked out alongside his fob. “This is a pleasant village, isn’t it? If home felt like this, I mightn’t be so eager to take to the road.”

“And how does it feel to you?” She couldn’t seem to stop asking questions. Her tidy control was packed away. Today she was a woman who danced, and who owned a ribbon so green it would bring a man to his knees.

The thought made her smile as she blinked up at Nathaniel. His eyes were blue, as blue as the Suffolk sky in springtime. She had learned the shade of their brightness.

Slowly, he smiled. “It feels,” he said, “like the sort of place where a man might kiss a woman with a crown of red flowers in her hair.”

Her heart thudded a bit faster; her knees went watery. “It does feel that way,” she whispered. “To me too.”

He tipped up her chin, his hand strong yet gentle along the line of her jaw. “Thank God for that.” And there in the shadow of a building once devoured by flame, he lowered his lips to hers.

About the Author: Historical romance author Theresa Romain pursued an impractical education that allowed her to read everything she could get her hands on. She then worked for universities and libraries, where she got to read even more. Eventually she started writing, too. She lives with her family in the Midwest.

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Candy Hearts by Heidi Wessman Kneale – Guest Blog and Giveaway

Heidi Wessman Kneale has stopped by Long and Short Reviews to talk about candy hearts and to offer a sweet giveaway!

Everyone knows the perennial Valentine’s Day favourite: candy hearts. Did you know they’ve been around for more than a century?

Love ‘em or hate ‘em, conversation candy hearts have been a mainstay of Valentine’s Day. The lovelorn have given these sweet little sentiments in hopes of communicating what they can’t say themselves. They’re as traditional as little paper valentines, red roses, or an evening in watching Pride & Prejudice with a pint of Ben & Jerry’s.

The tradition of passing on love messages is centuries old. Many European Christian cultures in the Middle Ages celebrated the Feast of St Valentine, where they would share written messages to those they loved. Later, these little messages would become known as “Valentines”, especially in England. These would often be accompanied with candy and other similar gifts.

But it took American candy manufacturer Oliver Chase and his brother Daniel Chase to invent machines in the 1860’s that could cut out shaped candy and print little messages on them. Original candy hearts weren’t heart-shaped but scalloped and featured sentiments suitable for weddings. These were called “Conversation Lozenges”.

It wasn’t until 1901 that the New England Confectionery Company (Necco) produced the heart-shaped candies we know and love today. Ever since, candy hearts have been a popular way to communicate affection for better or worse. Remember how in Anne of Green Gables, Gilbert gives Anne a conversation heart? Alas, she stomps on it in a fit of pique. (But we know everything comes good in the end.)

The phrases have changed over the years, but some have been perennial favourites like “Be Mine” and “Sweet Girl”. “Marry Me” is often used in proposals, with men (and women) surprising their future spouses with the hearts (and maybe a ring).

The Wild Rose Press is releasing a series of Candy Hearts Romance novellas in time for Valentine’s Day. There’s a Candy Heart Romance for every taste: from cowboys to chefs, from historical to contemporary to futuristic, from Sweet to Sensual to Burning Hot. Each novella features candy hearts as part of its plot. But like their sweet little namesakes, do you really think you can only stop at one? (Go on, grab a handful!)

One copy of “Marry Me” – A Candy Hearts Romance by Heidi Wessman Kneale will be given away to one lucky commenter. Simply post a comment below about how much you love or hate candy hearts. Winner will be chosen by Randomizer one week after date of this post.

2_1 marry me heidiIn 1905 New York City, affluent Millie Moore wants to be outspoken like the suffragettes she admires. She also wants to rid herself of an annoying and controlling suitor. For a well-brought up young lady whose mother fears her impending spinsterhood, speaking her mind is an uphill battle.

When Raymond Wilson sees Millie at a rally, it’s love at first sight. Not wanting his stutter to ruin his chances, he enchants a little candy heart to do his talking for him.

For Millie, Raymond is a breath of fresh air. And maybe, just maybe, someone she could love. But for her social-climbing suitor Guy Elliot, he’s a threat to his plans. And Raymond isn’t the only one who knows something about magic. Now the ante has been upped and Millie is the prize…

About the Author:2_1 heidi Heidi Kneale is an Australian author of moderate repute best known for her escapist fiction–especially Fantasy and Romance. She lives in Western Australia, near the ocean. Like most humans, she’s got a family. She also associates with the World’s Most Boring Cat. When not writing novels, she composes music and stares at the stars.

Loves of our Lives by A.C. Chenier – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_LovesOfOurLivesFor Katie Benjamin, finding the perfect soul mate was just a fairy tale until a chance encounter on a train changes everything. What she discovers takes her on a journey that spans lifetimes.

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It felt so peaceful to just sit quietly beside John after the bustle of the rest of the party. The silence felt…well, she wasn’t sure how it felt. The best way to describe it was that it felt just right. The music and chatter from the other rooms drifted on the edge of their ears, but otherwise it was peaceful and restful. She realized John was still holding her hand in his. And that felt right, too. She turned to look at him and found his eyes on her. Their eyes met and the world faded around them. It was just the two of them.

About the Author: I am a CPA, CGA and live in Southern Ontario. After working for many years in the high pressure worlds of banking and IT, I decided that it was time to have a change in pace. Leaving Toronto behind I embarked on a new career in retail sales. The change was wonderful, but I felt something was missing.

Then, the unthinkable happened, and I was widowed at 46. That was a truly life altering experience. In time, I was introduced to the books and work of Dr. Brian Weiss. I discovered in his research a new purpose in life, and was driven to start writing, something I had always enjoyed, but never thought of as a career choice.

And now here we are in 2015, and my first novel is ready to be published. My second, also in the Past Lives series, will follow shortly. I continue to write and dream of a future that I had never even considered in my wildest dreams.

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Finding Freedom by Lynn Burke – Spotlight and Giveaway

HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO 

 

FINDING FREEDOM & LYNN BURKE!

 

 

Finding Freedom

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Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Release Date: February 1, 2016

Publisher: Roane Publishing

Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, Menage, Novella, Series

 

 

Tessa’s life beneath the strict rules of her parents’ cultish church leaves her longing for independence. Her boring, small-town checkout lane job barely covers the bills, let alone fulfill her wants and desires.

 

Until the weekly visits of god-like Trent and Brody have her dreaming of a Tessa sandwich with both sensual men as her bread.

 

 

Fantasies may be a pastime of the wicked, but when Trent asks her on a date—with both him and Brody—Tessa decides to take a chance, knowing the purity of her soul is at stake. Will these two men be her ticket to freedom – or her one way trip to eternal damnation?

 

 

Excerpt

 

Towel wrapped around me, I peeked out the bathroom door into Trent’s dimly lit bedroom. A T-shirt and shorts lay on his massive, king-sized bed.

 

I tugged the shorts up my damp legs, but couldn’t get them over my bum. More tears pricked as I cursed my too-much body. Trent’s shirt hung to the middle of my thighs. It would have to do.

 

Trent lounged beside the blazing fire pit. The sound of trickling water drew my attention to the right. Brody stood beneath the outdoor shower, his round, bite-able backside flooding my mouth with drool.

 

Tearing my gaze off him, I ambled over toward Trent. He patted the couch beside him, and taking care not to reveal my too-much, naked bottom half, I settled on the cushion and allowed myself another peek at Brody.

 

“Hot, isn’t he?”

 

Trent’s low, murmured words whipped my head around. “What?”

 

“Brody.” He continued to stare at his friend, a smirk on his lips, lust in his eyes. “Just look at that ass.”

 

Unable to help myself, I did as told while trying to wrap my mind around what Trent had said—and the unmistakable desire in his gaze.

 

“What do you think, Tessa?”

 

I swallowed and laced my fingers together in my lap. “I think he’s beautiful.”

 

Trent made a sound of appreciation in his throat as Brody turned, closed his eyes, and tipped his head back, running his hands through his hair.

 

My focus zoned in on his long, flaccid penis. Cock, my whore-mind whispered. I laced my fingers tighter and forced my attention on Trent.

 

He met my gaze and grinned. “Quite the temptation, isn’t he?”

 

“Enough to make me burn in hell,” I admitted with a whisper.

 

 

What people are saying about this title:

 

“This book is hot!!! The passion between these three is off the charts sexy!! I mean what girl wouldn’t want two men lusting after her?? I need more!!” – Alpha Book Club

 

“I loved the interaction between the heroine and her two sexy guys.” – London Saint James

 

“Wish I could be the cheese in this sandwich – 5 stars” – Goodreads Review

 

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GIVEAWAY!

 

An ecopy of Finding Freedom and a $10 Roane Publishing gift card!

 

 

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner well be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing’s marketing department.

Discover Your Perfect SEAL Wolf Hero – Guest Blog and Giveway

This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by the publisher to celebrate the release of Terry Spear’s newest book, SEAL Wolf In Too Deep, which releases February 2. Enter the Rafflecopter at the end of the post for a chance to win a bundle of the complete SEAL Wolf series.

1_29 terry spear book coverLove spells danger for an alpha SEAL wolf and the woman who steals his heart in this steamy shifter romance from USA Today bestselling author Terry Spear

His love is dangerous

As a Navy SEAL and police diver, alpha wolf shifter Allan Rappaport knows how to handle tough situations, but the arrival of a human diving partner—especially one as attractive as Debbie Renaud—is a whole new challenge. Getting involved is dangerous, but Debbie’s offers are hard to resist. As the heat between them rises and a murder plot thickens, Allan is on the brink of exposing his biggest secret.

But she’s diving in headfirst

For Debbie, working with another top-notch diver like Allan is too good to be true, and their mutual attraction is hotter than she could have dreamed. Debbie suspects he’s hiding something, though, and she’s set on figuring it out—one off-duty rendezvous at a time. But when Debbie gets between a werewolf hunter and his intended victim, suddenly she is plunged straight into the heart of Allan’s world—a world she never knew existed.

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He pulled out a couple of mugs while she warmed up the cocoa. He chuckled and she turned to see what was funny and nearly had a heart attack.

He was holding one hot pink and white mug while reading it, the other sitting on the counter: Men should be like my curtains, easy to pull and well hung.

Her lips parted, she had to have turned cherry red, and she turned away quickly before she burned the cocoa. Now what? Explain that a friend had given them to her when her last boyfriend and she had parted company? Or just ignore the fact that they were drinking out of those cups while she was having hot cocoa with him and pretend she wasn’t embarrassed to the tip of her toes?

He brought the mugs over. “Anything else?”

“There’s a can of whipped cream in the fridge, if you want some.”

“Real cream,” he said, eyeing the can. “Looks good.” He gave it to her, and he lifted the mugs.

She shook up the can and pointed it at the right mug, pushed the nozzle, and the cream dripped and fizzled. Not to be thwarted, she shook it again, hoping that it wasn’t defective. And then the whipped cream swirled around with perfect ridges in a twirl on top with a cute little pointy peak. Perfect.

Then she turned to the other mug, shook the can again, and pushed the nozzle. It was working great until halfway through her little mountain of whipped cream twirling to perfection, when the nozzle malfunctioned again and spewed whipped cream everywhere.

In horror, she stopped what she was doing and stared at the white cream splattered all over Allan’s chest and a few that had dotted his boxer briefs. Her mouth agape, she glanced up at him.

His eyes sparkled with mirth and he laughed.

“Oh, oh, let me get something to wipe it up,” she said, belatedly, and set the can of whipped cream on the counter.

She grabbed some paper towels and wetted them, then rushed back to wipe the mess up. He was still holding onto both hot pink mugs of cocoa. She had every intention of taking one of the mugs and letting him clean himself, but he just moved his arms apart as if to say she made the mess, she could wash it up.

She thought she was going to die. Yes, he was totally hot. And yes, she’d fantasized about making love to him—since they were both unattached, and she truly liked him. But in her wildest dreams she would never have imagined making him cocoa in the middle of the night in her duplex while he stood in sexy silk briefs, not baggy, but nice and form fitting, and then she proceeded to splatter him with whipped cream. All over his tanned chest and those black briefs.

About the Author: USA Today bestselling author Terry Spear has written over fifty paranormal and medieval Highland historical romances. In 2008 Heart of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year. A retired officer of the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears that have found homes all over the world and is raising two Havanese puppies. She lives in Crawford, Texas.

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Desert Heat by P.H. Turner – Spotlight and Giveaway

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MediaKit_BookCover_DesertHeatSocial worker Jordan Bia finds a child who escaped her captors and a life in the sex trade, but four other girls from her small Mexican village were not so lucky. Smugglers hide their human cargo in the hoodoos of a remote canyon on the reservation—a place the Navajo shun, fearful of the witches who practice their black rituals and feast on the dark energy of evil. Mysterious rites, omens of death, and bodies litter the canyon.

When she meets Navajo police officer Sam Tohee, sparks fly fueled by the danger of hunting men who buy and sell little girls. Techno savvy Jordan plots to trap the smugglers and free the rest of the children, but unless she and Sam can find the power to defeat the witches she may not live long enough to save the girls.

 

 

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I walked down the center of the shadowy street, far away from men who might slither out of alleys and doorways and grab me, a lone female. The woman whose child I had come to check on lived over a bar when she functioned well enough to remember where she lived. She and the child were nowhere to be found. I had tarried too long, and the night hovered under the thin crescent of moonlight that marked the time between the dark moon and the new moon. Clouds scuttled across the moon, darkening the sky.

The puny glow from the single streetlight outlined two men slouched between boarded-up buildings, smoking and swigging from bottles sheathed in tattered brown bags. They catcalled and hooted, “We got whatcha want, girlie.” I scurried faster to my old Honda Civic, parked a block away. My heart pounded and my calves burned from the effort to put distance between me and their drunken lewdness.

Soft crying, a sound more like a wounded kitten than a person, stopped me in the middle of the street. I cocked my head toward the dim alley but only saw shadows. The pitiful sound drifted out, forlorn and frightened. I scanned the street for movement. No one was there. I walked on my toes to the mouth of the alley. Nothing stirred. Tiny fingers of light trickled into the alley from the streetlight. “Who’s there?”

The crying became snuffling, and then silence.

Footsteps rustled. I called into the darkness, asking if anyone needed help.

“Si,” the voice whimpered.

About the Author: MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_DesertHeatI call Austin, Texas home now after working on the East and West coasts, the Rocky Mountains, and an island in the Gulf of Mexico. I’ve come full circle to live and work close to the farm my family settled in the 1850’s.

Truth is stranger than fiction, and years in the news business provided lots of peculiar characters and stories to write about. My books are set in my favorite places, the desert canyons and high mountains of the American West.

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