Books, Photos & a little bit of everything else: Dec. 6

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  • Latin Heat Trilogy by Diane Escalera: Book Blitz & Giveaway

  • Vipers Den Part 2: Pixie and Jake by J B Heller: Blog Tour & Giveaway

Latin Heat Book Blitz

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Book Title: Latin Heat Trilogy
Author: Diane Escalera
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis

The complete LATIN HEAT TRILOGY in one sizzling edition. Get ready to fall in love!

Collection features Still Hot for You, The Right Temptation and Playing With Destiny.

STILL HOT FOR YOU

Take a peek into the marriage of Dylan and Shay LaCosta. Theirs is a hot and steamy union, with an even hotter couple. Just like in real life, relationships have problems. But when two people are meant to be, they fight with each other, and they fight for each other.

THE RIGHT TEMPTATION

Last thing Nico LaCosta needs is a broken arm. Worse, now his pal’s kid sister wants to soothe his pain. It’s just like Kayla to play the seductive nurse. She’s always had a thing for Nico. Problem is, Kayla’s not a girl anymore. She’s one hot-blooded woman. And Nico’s body is heating up.

PLAYING WITH DESTINY

Matchmaker, matchmaker, bring me a babe. That’s all Christian LaCosta expected from an online dating service. He gets a lot more when he’s unwittingly hooked up with a luscious neighbor named Destiny. Christian doesn’t believe in fate, but one look at Destiny, and he’s seeing a whole new future.

 

Meet the Author

Deepic2Born and raised in the Bronx, NY, Diane Escalera makes her home in coastal North Carolina. The sultry surroundings are a steady source of inspiration for her hot love stories. Diane is married, has two children and a super cute dachshund she can’t get enough of. She writes contemporary romance and is published with Kensington Publishing and Lyrical Press.

excerpt

Still Hot for You – Latin Heat Trilogy, Story One

Shay’s heart rate kicked up a notch when he entered her space. She looked at her husband. Poor guy. Worry filled those pretty blue eyes that five years later, still melted her on contact. He looked beat. But gorgeous.

Propped against the doorframe, he watched her suspiciously. His gaze lingered on her snug denim cut-offs. Slowly, his focus trailed up to her white, spaghetti-strap cami that did nothing to hide her erect tan nipples.

Shay held her breath. She titled her head to the side, and her smooth dark hair cascaded in lush waves over her shoulder.

“What’s up?” Dylan asked, in a husky tone.

Most days, she had already gone to bed when he got home from work. They rarely saw each other, let alone when Shay was dressed like that. “Hungry?”

She stepped into the light so he could see every inch of her sweet curves. Her husband flinched and she knew she’d gotten to him. Good. Because this was what he’d been missing.

Dylan dropped his work stuff on the kitchen stool. He looked at her, his gaze sweeping her up and down again. “You cooked?”

“Uh-huh.” She took in his handsome face. Did he still love her? “Shocking, huh?”

He nodded. “About as shocking as…” His chin pointed at her transparent top. “What is this? The calm before the storm?” His jaw tightened. He looked like he was waiting for a bomb to drop.

“It’s just shorts and a tank,” she said, shrugging it off. Underneath, her body felt tingly and nervous. Hopefully, she wasn’t making a fool of herself. What if he rejected her? Whatever. She had to give it a shot. “I’m just about done here. Why don’t you go change while I finish up?”

He stared straight ahead. “Okay.”

She watched him stroll away, his gait strong, fit and purposeful. She didn’t want to be angry with Dylan anymore. After months of mulish behavior, she’d rationalized her situation. At twenty-nine, she had plenty of time to start a family. It’s not like Dylan didn’t want kids. He did. He just had this need to secure their future first. The man showed tenacity, but didn’t she love that about him?

While he changed, Shay spread out the meal. She used the good china and lit a line of candles down the center of the table. Dimming the overhead lamp instantly transformed the mood to soft and relaxing. Barefoot, she sauntered over to the stereo and clicked on the CD player, already loaded with atmosphere music. She chose something not too romantic, just a light, melodic tune.

Back at the table, she tinkered with the wineglasses. She straightened a fork, aligned the salad dressing.

“Whoa,” Dylan said from the hallway.

She looked over her shoulder and smiled. Dropping into a tall, cushioned chair, she kept her eyes on him as he strode her way.

Faded jeans hung low on his waist. A white athletic undershirt smothered his hard upper body. Wide arms pressed against a V-shaped torso. Bright eyes contrasted with spiky dark hair. At thirty-two, Dylan was pure hotness. “Going all out tonight?” He checked out the glamorous display.

“Yep.” Her eyes raked over the tribal armband tattoo inked into his upper left arm. God, it was sexy. God, he was sexy. Almost as sexy as the first time she’d seen him in her father’s living room. He’d come with his own dad, a carpenter who’d been hired to work around her parents’ estate. It’d been an instant, mutual, heated attraction. Tall, dark and proud, he’d made a tool belt look like a sex toy. Blue eyes and a sinister grin–she had fallen hard.

 

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Book: Vipers Den Part 2: Pixie and Jake
Author: J B Heller
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis

I am Pixie Cole, no that isn’t the name I was given at birth; it’s the name I chose for myself. I used the scares of my past to reinvent myself. I am now a stylist at Vipers Den. It’s a safe haven where people with eccentricities like myself feel safe, welcome and accepted.Some of the most important choice a girl should make were taken away from me. I never got to choose. So, when the chance came to escape, I took it with both hands. I have been in full control of every detail of my life ever since.

That is until Jake Kennedy strutted in and changed everything. I hoped and prayed he didn’t recognize me. But he did… He wants answers, he wants closure, and he wants me.

But Pixie Cole cannot have the man who loved Tia Malone, can I? l When I used to close my eyes and envision my future, it was him I saw. Can we be like that again? Or did I throw away my chance at happiness when I threw away my past?


Author Bio

I’m a regular Aussie chic, with a spunky husband and a few kids.I’ve worked in many different fields, trying to find my niche. But nothing felt right until now. I have found my fit. I am passionate about reading as well as writing and I have gained some incredibly inspiring friends from this journey.

I write contemporary romance with a bit of spice to keep things interesting.

I like to write fun, interesting characters that grab your attention from the very beginning.

I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them.

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