Thursday, February 28, 2019

**RELEASE BLITZ With Giveaway** Boston Underworld: The Collection by A. Zavarelli

Title: Boston Underworld: The Collection
Author: A. Zavarelli
Genre: Contemporary Dark Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2019
Model: Jonny James
Cover Designer: Coverluv Designs
The complete Boston Underworld series box set includes six full-length novels- CROW, REAPER, GHOST, SAINT, THIEF, CONOR.
CROW:
He’s a killer. A mobster.
The last man on earth I’d ever want to be with. He’s one of the only leads in my best friend’s disappearance, and I don’t trust him.
So I’ve got a few rules in mind when it comes to dealing with Lachlan Crow.
1.Keep a clear head and don’t get distracted. 
2.Do what’s necessary and never forget why you’re there. 
3.Never, and I mean never, fall for him. 
REAPER:
He’s dark and mysterious. Quiet and lethal. 
An Irish mobster. 
Pure sin wrapped up in a beautiful package. 
But there’s also something off about him. 
He hasn’t spoken to me in two years. Not a single word. 
But we share a secret, he and I. 
And if it ever comes out, I have no doubt in my mind…
He won’t have a problem killing me too. 
GHOST:
I have always been a bird. Caged by one prison or another when the only thing I ever wanted was to fly away.
Sold. Beaten. Starved. Drugged. 
Nothing scares me anymore. 
Until him.
SAINT:
Revenge is a dish best served in stilettos. I’ve got an eye for it, and nothing’s going to stand in my way. Not even Rory ‘The Saint’ Brodrick.
He’s a fool if he thinks he can change me. By the time I’m through with him, I’ll make his mafia look like child’s play.
Cross me, Mr. Brodrick?
You better cross your heart and hope to die. 
THIEF:
He's Russian mafiya. A thief. A skilled liar with no moral boundaries. He is everything I have been taught to hate. A man who stands for nothing. A man who takes what he wants without a second thought.
And what he wanted was me. 
CONOR:
Conor O’ Callahan was exactly the kind of danger I was trying to avoid. He was gorgeous as sin with an accent hotter than Hades, but that’s where the charm ended. He was also cynical, cold, and downright cranky.
So, you could imagine my surprise when he gave me a proposition. Marry him or lose my life.
 

A. Zavarelli is a book junkie, cat lover, and traveler when plagued by intense cases of wanderlust. She likes all things chocolate, books that come with warnings, and putting her characters through hell. 
Her tales have been known to flirt with darkness and sometimes court it unabashedly altogether. Revenge themes and tortured souls are her favorites to write and this gives her an excuse to watch bizarre and twisted documentaries in her spare time.
She is slightly obsessed with Theo James and funny animal memes. If you don’t mind these things, you should add her on facebook.
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**RELEASE BLITZ With Giveaway** Baking With A Rockstar by Jasmin Miller




Title: Baking with a Rockstar
Series: Brooksville #1
Author: Jasmin Miller
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2019



Blurb

When a rockstar and a single mom become roommates, delicious sparks are bound to fly.

Rockstar Hudson Mitchell is over the glitz and spotlight of the music industry. Desperate for a break from the fast-paced life of fame, he retreats to the one place that has always been home.

Brooksville, California.

It's the same place where Charlie has taken refuge, trying to build a life for herself and her young daughter. The quiet, small-town atmosphere and her new bakery venture are exactly what she needs to pick up the pieces of her shattered past.

As they spend more time together, neither of them is prepared for the effect Charlie has on Hudson, and how important she would become for his career.







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The smart and rational side of my brain seems to be on a break because all I’m capable of doing is raking my eyes over Mr. Basketball Shorts. He’s tall with broad shoulders and the most pronounced abs I’ve ever seen up close. The baseball cap on his head is turned backward, and he’s currently wiping his face off with what I assume to be his shirt. That is the only reason he hasn’t seen me yet, and why I haven’t seen his face yet either. But I’m going out on a limb here and say it’s probably as gorgeous as the rest of him.

My eyes drift back to his drool-worthy chest, following the beads of sweat that are slowly running down his torso to the V-shaped lower abs until they disappear into the pair of shorts that sits low on his hips.

Sudden heat shoots through my body, making my cheeks tingle from the force of it. My brain uses that moment of distraction to finally kick back in again, reminding me of the situation at hand.

A total stranger is standing in my kitchen.

Half-naked.

And we’re all alone in this house.






Early Praise

"Sweet, sexy and funny! This is a rockstar romance that had me SWOONING and LAUGHING!" - Heather, Book And A Blanket Blog

"If I could give this book more than five stars I would! SO MANY HAPPY TEARS. This story had my heart doing somersaults on repeat. Such a fun, sweet, and romantic story that just makes you feel so incredibly good and happy inside!" - Emily, Goodreads

"ADORABLE and funny and very sweet Baby-Baker-Rockstar-Small-Town-Romance!" - Bianca, BJ's Book Blog

“This story was fun and an easy read with fun-loving characters. I instantly fell in love with Hudson and the immediate bond he had with Mira. The love story between Hudson and Charlie is beautiful and just about proves that good things happen to good people.” - Drippin_inmelanin, Goodreads

“Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit, this was so cute. If you're looking for something light to read on a lazy afternoon, this is pretty perfect. It's just a really great "make-you-feel-good" kind of book.” - Dylan, Goodreads






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Jasmin Miller is a professional lover of books and cake (preferably together) as well as a fangirl extraordinaire. She loves to read and write kissing books and never misses a chance to swoon over characters. Originally from Germany, she now lives in the western US with her husband and three little humans that keep her busy day and night.


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**RELEASE BLITZ** Rebel by Brittany Crowley




Title: Rebel
Author: Brittany Crowley
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2019



Blurb

LEGACY

I refuse to tarnish my family name. The doubts only fuel me to be the fiercest fighter anyone’s ever seen.

REBEL

With every hit, I’ll flip the bird at society standards, busting down the walls for a female generation to reign.

DISTRACTION

With my first fight looming, a little time away from the headlines is exactly what I need. It was just supposed to be a road trip with my best friends. I didn’t plan on Joss showing up, the man who blatantly turned me down on the most embarrassing night of my life. He’s here to keep me safe, and for the first time, I have no where to run.

CAGE

When the day comes, I’m going to prove I’m not just a Cage, I’m the Cage.






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Excerpt

Turn around princess.
I need to see the woman who’s sultry dancing has made me lose all concentration. The little vixen who has my head in a haze forgetting about Danny and his SOS message.
Finally, at the end of the song she turns my way. Her face is still blocked by the blonde locks that have stuck to her sweat plastered skin. She flips her hair with a big smile teasing at her lips.
Suddenly I lose the ability to take in a breath when my lungs cease to work.
It’s Emmy.
Fuck me. I feel all kinds of wrong with the thoughts that have just run through my head. I just pictured my best friend’s little sister with her legs tight around me as I pound into her. I try to wipe the visual from my mind, but I’m unable to. It’s official, I’m going to hell and my body hasn’t yet got the memo that it’s Emmy dancing on the stage because my cock’s still standing at attention ready to claim her.






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Brittany Crowley was born and raised in Massachusetts. She still lives there today with her husband and 3 kids. Getting into the world of romance after she had her first child, she was hooked. Though she had many ideas in her head, Brittany was unsure if she had what it took to become a writer. A few encouraging words and one writing challenge later, she completed her first book. Now you can find her trying to keep up with her crazy kids and writing any chance she gets.



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**RELEASE DAY BLITZ** Angel's Halo: Forever Angels by Terri Anne Browning




Title: Angel's Halo: Forever Angels
Series: Angel's Halo MC #8
Author: Terri Anne Browning
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 28, 2019



Blurb

Rewind.

I hit the rewind button on the old VHS tape that contains my memories, causing the past to scream across my closed lids.

Past the nightmare where Enzo Fontana goads me, threatening my family, wanting all the secrets of my MC that I refuse to give him.

Past the evil laughter that reaches me even in the sweat-soaked, pain-filled oblivion of near-death sleep.

Past the blast I thought would end me, the searing pain of the heat that melted my back, the shattering glass still lodged in parts of my body.

Past the months of loneliness because I let the one person I knew I couldn’t live without walk out of my life because I knew I wasn’t good enough for her.

Pause.

There she is.

Smiling up at me as I lean over her. Kissing her like I have the right to. Like I’m not stealing a moment in time I will have to live off of for the rest of my life.

A life that is going to end very, very soon.

I’m dying. I can feel the life begin to fade from me. My body, which has been tortured for days, perhaps even weeks—I don’t even know anymore—will give up soon.

And all I want to do is think about her.

That smile. The sweet taste of her lips. The little sounds she made as she gave me the most precious thing any woman could give a man. The love in her eyes in the afterglow.

She was mine then.

And I would forever be hers.

“Jos,” I groaned, letting the first tear leak from my eyes.







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Prologue

Tanner

Three weeks earlier

Twirling my little brother’s keys around my finger, I whistled as I walked out of the clubhouse toward his truck. Warden was already sitting in the front passenger seat, meaning I was going to hear Raider bitch all the way to his woman’s house and then to Raven’s.
Raider was bigger than Warden. Longer. Meaner. Warden had his moments, but mostly he was a whiny little bitch. Still, he was grabbing things for some of the other females currently camped out in the main room of the clubhouse, which meant I didn’t have to. I could put up with the bitching to get out of that shit.
Opening the driver’s door, I climbed in and sat, my fingers drumming on the steering wheel as I waited impatiently.
The front door of the clubhouse opened, Raider’s large frame coming through the opening, and I started the engine…
It stalled before catching, and my gaze locked with one of my best friends’. We both knew what was going to happen next. My heart dropped into my stomach, and I started counting down the seconds in my head.
Fuck this shit.
I opened the door, jumping out just as the boom shook the world. The force of the blast sent me flying, white-hot flames searing my back as my front connected with two cars parked by the fence, and I fell between them. My head bounced off the asphalt, and I groaned in agony seconds before blackness consumed me…
I cracked my eyes open as I felt myself floating. The smell of gas hit my nose at the same time the godawful pain made itself known. There wasn’t a single part of my body that didn’t hurt, but the worst was coming from my back. I could feel the blisters, the pain coming off them so intense, I was surprised I wasn’t in shock from the agony.
Maybe I am.
I was surrounded by darkness, but my eyes slowly adjusted, and I realized the floating sensation I was feeling wasn’t just from all the pain. I was in the trunk of a car which was moving at a speed that made me think we were on the interstate.
Fuck, I hurt.
I twisted, trying to get my big body into a better position that didn’t hurt as much. Bad idea. The worst I’d had in a while. Just breathing hurt; why the fuck did I think moving would make it any better? It was so intense, I saw stars, my stomach heaving from the agony. I managed to turn my head enough that I didn’t choke on my own vomit.
Knew I shouldn’t have eaten all those eggs.
The puke made me cough, which had me gasping for my next breath from the torture my body was sustaining. It was too much, and I blacked out.
A sharp slap across my face had my eyes snapping open. “Fuck off,” I growled.
Two men stood over me. One of them I knew well; the other I’d only seen from a distance. I was lying on something cold, but the coolness did nothing to relieve the burning on my back. My hands were strapped down, as were my ankles, the way the ties cut into my flesh telling me they’d gotten rid of my boots and socks. My shirt and cut were gone too, but at least I still had my jeans on.
“You gonna arrest me, Sheriff?” I smarted off, pretending like I wasn’t in the worst pain of my entire life. I was good at pretending. It got me into trouble. A lot. But trouble was fun. Mostly. This, not so much.
“Got better plans for you than that, Reid,” Bates said with a smugness on his bulldog-like face. “Fontana paid me good money for your worthless ass. Lucky me, I found you stuffed between two cars while your pussy MC brothers were bawling their eyes out thinking you’d burned up in that truck with the other fucker.”
Warden.
Fuck.
A different kind of pain tore through me, but I swallowed it down. Now wasn’t the time to mourn my MC brother. I currently had other problems screaming for my attention.
The other man’s face pushed closer to mine, his breath heavy on the garlic. I blinked my eyes at him, trying to focus through the haze of bad breath. “Back the fuck up, and get yourself a mint. Go ahead. I’ll wait.”
Fontana punched me in the stomach as he straightened, his face pale with rage. The hit knocked what little breath I had out of my lungs, making me wheeze and cough. The agony that was my back protested, and I had to blink back the darkness attempting to flood over me for the third time.
“Reid here has a mouth on him,” Bates informed the Italian seething over me. “Sometimes you have to shut him up before you can get the answers you want.”
The chuckle that left me felt like it was going to kill me, but I wouldn’t let these bastards see how weak I really was. “I’ll talk all you want,” I assured him. “Whaddya wanna talk about, Bates? The way your momma was sucking my dick last night? You want to talk about that? She’s got a mouth on her, man. The way she gets on her knees and blows me…so damn good.”
Creswell Springs’s sheriff had ham hocks for fists, and they both connected with my jaw, one after the other. I laughed, fighting the urge to throw up as the action only made me want to scream in misery, and then spit the blood that was filling my mouth at him. “Your momma hits harder than you, fucking little bitch.”
Another punch to my jaw and I felt one of my molars break off. I spat it out, and it landed on the floor at the sheriff’s feet with a tiny ping.
Damn, I just got that tooth fixed too.
The last time it broke off was in the same fight where my little brother broke his arm. Damn college kids thinking they could come into Hannigans’ and play pool with the big boys. We showed them quick why the Reid brothers were unbeatable. They’d gotten a few good punches in and fucked up Matt’s arm before I took a pool stick to their heads.
Fontana was back in my face, his breath burning my nose hairs. “I like that you’re a talker.” His voice was chilling, but it took a hell of a lot more than him to make me shiver. “It shouldn’t be too hard to get the information I want out of you.”
This guy was hilarious.
I might have been a fuckup at times. Running my mouth and causing trouble was what I was known for. But this prick was never going to get a single secret out of me about my MC brothers.
“Really wish you’d get that mint, man,” I grumbled. “And maybe lay off the garlic sauce. You’re adding to the ozone problem. Don’t you care about global warming?”
A muscle started to tick in Fontana’s jaw, and I found the energy to smirk up at him.
The smirk turned into a grimace—the only thing I was willing to give him to show any sign of discomfort—when he punched me in the side.
Something told me my liver was the least of my worries with this guy.



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Author Bio

Terri Anne Browning is a USA TODAY bestselling author. Being dyslexic, she never thought a career in writing would be possible, yet she has been on bestselling lists multiple times since 2013. Reese: A Safe Haven Novella was her first Indie published book. The Rocker Who Holds Me changed the tables and kicked off The Rocker... series featuring the sinfully delicious members of Demon's Wings. The Rocker... Series is now complete with 12 books and the occasional novella. Other books by Terri Anne include the Angel's Halo MC Series, as well as The Lucy & Harris Novella Series, The Vitucci Mafiosos Series, and The Tainted Knights Rocker Series.

Terri Anne lives in Virginia with her husband, their three demons---err, children--and a hyper Frenchie named Grunt.


Terri Anne's Reading Order:
Angel's Halo MC Series:
Angel's Halo
Angel's Halo: Entangled
Angel's Halo: Guardian Angel
Angel's Halo: Reclaimed
Angel's Halo: Atonement 
Angel’s Halo: Fallen Angel
Angel’s Halo: Avenged
Angel’s Halo: Forever Angels



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**COVER REVEAL** While I Was Away by Stylo Fantôme




Title: While I Was Away
Author: Stylo Fantôme
Genre: Romantic Drama
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Release Date: March 21, 2019



Blurb

You were in a car accident.

They say true love can last forever.

You hit your head, which caused your brain to swell.

Can span any distance, stretch across time, last beyond death.

The pressure against your skull damaged your brain.

Which leads one to wonder …

The damage left you unresponsive to most kinds of stimuli.

If you fall in love in your dreams,

And this unresponsive state is what's known as a coma.

Can you find that love when you wake up?






Author Bio


Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ... forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.


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