Saving Our Hearts by Velvet Reed: Blog Tour & Giveaway
Affliction by River Savage: Release Day Blitz & Giveaway
Whole Life Makeover by Shealy James: Release Day Event & Giveaway
This series must be read in order from book 1. They are not stand alones. **
This book is recommended for people over 18 years due to strong language and
your whole world shatters and time stands still, recovery is never easy. Plans
and dreams, ripped apart now seem impossible and finding a steady rhythm for
your beating heart seems unattainable.
Tierney and Grace Rivers had a bright, uncomplicated future ahead of them, but
the accident changed that. In the aftermath, there are wide reaching consequences, not only for Cole and Grace, but their loved ones too.
Only together can they battle to survive the impact. Is it enough for them to heal and fight for their future?
With just one glimmer of hope before them, will a small miracle have the strength to save their hearts?
that includes Gracie now too. Then I have the sudden thought that maybe Charlie has a thing for Ashley. It makes sense. She’s fantastic with Ruby and loyal to Gracie. She’s been around Charlie all her life. Maybe he wants her and is jealous I was kissing her instead of him.
** This book is
recommended for people over 18 years due to strong language and sexual
content.**Grace Rivers is your everyday twenty-five year old. She could have the world at
her feet, but instead chooses to help run the family business. After
experiencing great loss early in her life, Grace values what’s most important:
her family and friends. But she aches to find that certain someone—that one
great, passionate love who values family as much as she does.Cole Tierney loves his life. He has a wonderful family, a loyal best friend and
a successful career as an ER doctor. The only downside is he wants someone to
share it with. After being used and left heartbroken, he wants to find someone
who will love him for him and not his or his family’s status. “Every beat my heart makes is for you. Every time it beats faster it’s
because of you—because you’re near me, because of your smile—because you take
my breath away.” Their two hearts collide by chance and an undeniable connection is quickly
made.But when others are plotting against their happiness, will their love flatline,
or will the rhythm of their hearts continue to beat as one?
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Velvet Reed is the pen name of an avid book lover, reviewer and blogger who has turned writer.
Born and raised in Sydney, Australia; she is a city girl at heart but loves the laid back lifestyle of living in country New South Wales. Married to her first and only love, she is a devoted mother of three who juggles her very active children and their many extracurricular activities, working in the middle of the night, running a blog, and writing.
Velvet’s love of reading was realized after the death of her amazing father. She used the escape into the fictional world to help her through her grief and post natal depression, not releasing the great impact so many talented authors would have on her life.
AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE http://www.amazon.com/Velvet-Reed
“Your club?” I ask, raising my brow. “Last time I checked, I came here with my best friend, not to see you, so if you’ll excuse me,” I say, trying to push off the wall, but he steps right in, his knee coming between my legs.
“You gonna fuck him?” he growls, his eyes growing angrier by the second.
“Maybe,” I tell him, knowing he’s talking about Jesse. “I wonder if he will leave me standing naked after a quick fuck up against the wall,” I continue. His hold on me gets tighter. I know I shouldn’t tease him with my words, but he’s seriously delusional if he thinks he has any claim over me.
“I knew you were a tease, but I didn’t know you wanted to be a club whore,” he replies, and I try not to let his words sting.
“Are you done?”
“Are you?” he counters.
“You left me standing there. I didn’t fucking do anything. What are you so angry about?”
“You coming into my club, throwing yourself at one of my brothers.”
“Jeez, get over yourself, Sy. Jesse was just showing me around the place. And if I decide I want to have sex with him, or anyone else for that matter, I’ll do what I want. You don’t fucking own me. You had me, fine, but it was mediocre at best, so keep your hands off me,” I snap, trying to get out of his hold.
“Mediocre?” he repeats back to me. I’m so pissed at his attitude I don’t falter in repeating it.
“Didn’t feel like that when your cunt was gripping my cock like a vice,” he throws back, his words causing my pussy to throb.
“That’s called pelvic floor muscle exercises,” I say, ignoring my body’s response to having him so close.
“Right,” he whispers, leaning further into me, “and what about when I dragged my tongue through that sweet pussy of yours, and lapped up your juices dripping from you?” he questions. It takes everything in me not to respond. “Now that I think about it, when you walked into my shop, all pissed off, you were walking like you had been fucked so hard. Did you feel me for days, sweetheart?” he continues, pushing into me further. “I bet your pussy is aching for me now, isn’t it, Holly?” he asks, his lips so dangerously close to my neck.
Fuck me. Two seconds ago I hated the man, and now I’m trying to squeeze my thighs together to stop the ache coming from my lady parts.
“Too bad you won’t find out,” I counter, staying strong. I might want him more than anything, but he is still an ass.
“I don’t even need to touch you to find out. It’s written all over your face, Holly.”
“Whatever, Sy. Let me go.”
“You know I’m right. You’re so fucking turned on right now and so frustrated you’re not going to get any relief,” he teases, telling me what I already know.
“There’s always Jesse,” I threaten, trying to get a reaction from him.
“Like fuck,” he spits out, pushing his hard cock against me. “You’re not gonna let that fucker touch you. Do you understand me? None of my brothers will taste your pussy. Do you hear me?” His hand runs up my leg, running along my short denim skirt and finding the outside of my panties. A small gasp leaves my lips at his feather-light touch. “This sweet pussy belongs to me. I fucking had it first. Now, it’s mine.”
“No, it’s not,” I fight back, but my mind is too busy memorizing each lazy stroke of his finger over my lace panties.
“It will be again,” he warns before taking my mouth hard, suppressing me with his tongue. His fingers pull my panties aside, slipping in and dancing over my aching heat.
“Shit,” I breathe against his lips, forgetting where I am for a moment. Forgetting we can’t stand each other.
“You want relief, Holly?” he asks as my hips start to ride the rhythm of his talented fingers.
“Yes, give it to me, Sy,” I plead, feeling myself build with each flick of his finger.
“Say please,” he demands, slipping his thick finger inside of me.
“Please, Sy,” I cry out as he pumps me harder.
“That’s it, girl. Fuck my finger,” he growls. The heat of his voice causes goose bumps to break out on my skin. A wave of impending bliss washes over me, and then my orgasm hits, hard and fast.
“Sy,” I hiss, but don’t get anything else out as his tongue is dancing with mine again, muffling my shouts of ecstasy. His taste reminds me of beer, mint, and all things Sy. He latches onto my tongue, sucking it hard into his mouth, sending pleasure and pain rolling through my body.
Fuck, this man is dangerous with his bad-boy attitude, his sexy as hell dirty mouth and his ability to take me on the highest of highs in less than a minute. He slows the kiss, lingering for a moment before resting his forehead on mine. This right here is why this man is dangerous: bringing me apart in the middle of the club, and making me forget I hate him. Removing his fingers, he brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean.
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Book Title: Whole Life Makeover (Whole Life Series Book 2)
Author: Shealy James
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 1, 2014
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Because being pretty isn’t enough…
Katherine “Kitty” Peters is done doing what Daddy says. She wants freedom, and she wants it now. When her father gives her a month to take the life he offers or find her own way, she takes full advantage and makes over her whole life. It doesn’t take long for her heart to take over, making Katherine more vulnerable than ever before. Unfortunate circumstances force her to realize that escaping her father’s reign is harder than she imagined, especially when the tattooed maverick she fell in love with needs her help. Katherine is manipulated into making a deal with the devil and return to her old life only to discover her one-month makeover may have changed her more than she realized.
Shealy James is a Georgia native who teaches middle school by day and disappears into the world of fiction at night. She is an avid reader and writer who hopes to one day write full time and leave the world of middle school angst behind. A sucker for love and happy endings, Shealy likes to combine humor and drama to create stories that are both emotional as well as entertaining. Shealy lives her real-life romance everyday with her husband and baby girl.
I sat on a stool sipping champagne while I watched him lift a keg and tap it behind the bar. Not surprisingly, I wasn’t the only one watching the show either. Girls down the entire bar sat up and took notice when Maverick’s tattooed arms lifted the keg to place it in its spot. The ease at which he lifted the full keg was impressive enough, but the way his fitted t-shirt showed off his lean muscles and lifted slightly when his arms were raised—that little strip of skin had the attention of several ladies. The woman next to me crooned, “Dayuhm,” as soon as she saw his happy trail. She received a hateful glare from me, which she either ignored or didn’t notice. I wanted to smile haughtily when he came over and pressed his lips to mine once he was finished, but I was too busy enjoying his lips on mine. Take that, ladies. This man is with me, I wanted to say, but that seemed a little catty considering I had already won. The new me wasn’t going to be catty, though. Pulling out the claws had never felt right anyway.