Thursday, October 30, 2014

Release Day Blitz: Forsaken Love of a Lord by Kistin Vayden

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Title: The Forsaken Love of a Lord Author: Kristin Vayden Genre: Regency Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing Black_scroll_with_transparent_background 3forsaken love of a lord 500x750Black_scroll_with_transparent_background 3synopsis

Olivia has one goal upon returning to London: Find Lord Langley and seduce him. It was no secret that her stepsister was a miserable excuse for a human being and the secrets shrouding her demise only added confirmation that even in death---she wasn't worthy of the handsome Lord. According to rumors, Lord Langley is after revenge, but she's after something far more dangerous. His heart. One masquerade aligns their paths in ways neither of them could have imagined. Will he succumb to the fair beauty? Or forever allow his heart to be entrenched by the beastly claws of her dead sister? 51289-add-to-goodreads-button  
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Edward Ashley, the Viscount Langley swirled his brandy and stared into the glowing fire that was burning low in his darkened study. He knew this day would come, he felt it in his gut even as he had said the words four—though it felt more like forty—years earlier to his deceased wife’s father. Stepfather actually, if one was being particular. And Edward was one to be particular, which was why he still called himself ten kinds of fool for falling for such a treacherous woman. How had he deluded himself to thinking he loved Marybelle? That she loved him? Ha! That was truly the rub. Marybelle; love someone else other than herself? Impossible. Yet hadn’t he thought that love made the impossible, possible? Yes. He had. Back when he was young, naive and foolish. But no more. No, he had learned his lesson and paid for another person’s sins, over and over. Everything he had loved about Marybelle had been a lie—an elaborate game. One she had won till the night it had all come back to seek it’s bloody vengeance. That night more than one kind of poetic justice was served. It was too bad it was far to late to offer any redemption to his jaded heart. Or perhaps it was a blessing. If one cannot love, then one cannot hurt. Rather they are the lifeless, breathing shell he knew he had become. But the pain was less, the self-loathing, diminished in the balm of time…but he’d never heal. He didn’t want to. Notwithstanding, the Pierce family was back in London, Marybelle’s young sister in tow. The once young girl was now twenty. Surely they were hoping to give her a season. He scoffed at the idea. Marriage mart, love; all words that held a bitter taste in his mouth; like over steeped tea that had grown cold. Miserable. He detested cold tea, part of his particular nature. Well, he’d keep his part of the bargain as well. He’d not say a word to the ton about the truth of that night he found Marybelle. He’d not say what was lost. He’d not whisper a word of what was found. He’d turn and walk away the moment they walked into view, because everything they represented, he wanted to forget. And that was the very thing he was unable to ever do. “I take it you’ve heard the news, then?” Edward startled slightly at the sound of his friend’s voice. With an irritated glare, he turned to watch as Curtis Sheppard entered the room. “I take it you’ve forgotten how to knock again.” Edward shot back. “My, my we’re surly tonight. I’ll take your glower as a yes to my question.” His friend strode in with easy steps, a devil-may-care-grin on his face. Edward felt the uncharacteristic urge to beat it off of him. “You know…with all the venom coming from your expression one might get the impression that they weren’t welcome.” Curtis replied offhandedly as he helped himself to a crystal glass of brandy and sauntered over to a chair. “Then I’d have to change my original impression.” Edward replied, a slight grin bending his lips. “Of?” Curtis asked as he set the crystal glass of brandy down softly. “Your intelligence. I think you’re finally catching on.” “You wound me, old man. I know for a fact that I’m about the only one that bothers to stop by and at least attempt to cheer you up. Lord knows you’ve scared everyone else away.” “They were quicker to get the hint.” “They were cowards.” Curtis shot back, his eyebrows raised, daring him to refute his claim. Edward glanced down at the Abussion carpet, studying it but not seeing it. Damn the man, he had a point. But Curtis always did. He was one of the only friends that continued to endure Edward’s surly nature. Always cheerful, it was damn annoying as hell, but he broke up the monotony. He was one of the only people in the world who knew the truth, and Edward trusted him to keep it. That type of loyalty was rare as hen’s teeth. For that, Curtis had his loyalty as well, though he had, through the years, forgotten how to display any other emotion other than anger…or remorse. Edward’s gaze lifted as he watched Curtis approach him. “Yes?” Curtis’ eyes were narrowed slightly and he took a position just to the side of Edward and began to study the ground. “Just wondering what you found so damn interesting about the carpet that’s been in this study since you were in short pants.” Edward shoved his friend good-naturedly, a grin breaking through. “And here I had thought you’d lost the ability to smile. My hope in your black soul is restored.” Curtis shrugged and sipped his brandy. “I’d not place so much faith in me.” “I’ll be sure to under estimate.” Curtis shot back and returned to his chair. “So, back to my original reason for gracing you with my company—“ “I’d rather not talk about it.” Edward cut in, spearing his friend with a glare. “I’m sure you’d rather rot. However, that doesn’t change the fact that you’ll be seeing them at some point or another. What is your plan? After all, you’re Edward Ashley, Viscount Langley.” He raised his eyebrows. “You plan your life down to what you’ll dream about.” “Revenge.” “Bloody business. Best served cold, eh? You’re above that. I’ll not let you delude yourself.” “What—“ “I know enough. Leave it. It will only blacken your heart more, old friend. Besides, if you ruin the family, you’ll be going back on your word…which we both know will not happen. As much of a old stick you’ve become, you’re not dishonorable.” “Blast you, Curtis.” “Thank you, I’ll take that as a compliment simply assuring myself that you see my brilliant point.” “You are vexing beyond words.” Edward muttered. “I’ve been told I’m many things beyond words…however most of those comments from the lady population.” He grinned. “Only you could find some way to make me actually want to discuss your sordid love life in efforts to escape the previous topic of conversation. How do you do it?” Edward asked in a wry tone. “I’m far more brilliant than you give me credit for. It’s the looks. Most people take one look at me and think ‘ah! All beauty, no brains.’ For honestly, it isn’t fair that I have a lions share of both.” Curtis sighed as if pained by it. “And humility, scads of that as well.” Edward shook his head. “I’m quite proud of that particular virtue, yes.” Curtis laughed. “Now, I’m going to attend the Bridgeton route tomorrow. Alaine will be there…” He let the name linger. Edward glanced heavenward, praying for deliverance to a God he wasn’t sure cared about him anymore. At one time he had been so sure. Now he was quite the opposite. “Alaine?” Edward repeated. “Yes, goddess of beauty herself.” “And voice of a minion.” “Do not say such things! Her voice is delightful…unique.” He added with a flourish of his hand. “Annoying, not unique…annoying. I swear I would rather listen to the screeching of fighting tom cats rather than hear her speak in that high pitched, nasal tone.” “You hide your true opinions so well.” Curtis replied dryly. Edward scowled. “At least I know I’ll have no competition from you, she’ll be mine for taking.” He rubbed his hands together. “I’d not dare stand in the way of true love.” Edward mocked. Curtis shook his head and chuckled. “ At least love for the moment.” “One day, you’ll find some lady that will turn your head in such a way you’ll not even be enticed by another…and I predict that very lady will not give you the time of day. God’s way of punishing you for your many sins.” Edward spoke clearly as he strode to the wide chair behind his desk. “Love advice? From you? My, it is a night of miracles.” Curtis replied with a mocking grin. “Insolent—“ “Don’t be irritated at my keen observation and ability to articulate it so clearly. Now, back to the Bridgeton route. You’ll attend, of course.” Curtis brushed some lint from his fine coat. “No.” “Yes.” “I’ll not repeat myself.” “Yes, you’ll attend! You gave your word two weeks ago. I knew you’d try to back out of our agreement since the arrival of Pierce family, but I shall not let you. I’ve been working on sweet Alaina for some time now, this is my chance.” He smacked his knee and stood. “You know I need you to attend if I’m to be allowed entrance.” “Bloody hell, why in the world do you wish to be part of the ton? Have you met any of them? Vipers, the lot of them.” “I’ve met you…” Curtis shot back. Edward rolled his eyes in exasperation. “You attended the Blackwood party without me—“ “But that was far less exclusive than the Bridgton event. You know this.” Curtis all but whined. Edward frowned. He hated that his friend had a point. While Curtis was wealthier than Croesus, his money was made in trade. Not inherited from an age-old title. And his father, being the independent type, had refused to try and purchase a title on the sly, so their family was, while wealthy, still part of the blue-collar variety. And being part of that class eliminated them from receiving invitations from the exclusive parties of the ton. Lucky blackguard. So unless Edward brought him along, he’d not be able to attend. And as much as he wished it weren’t true, he hadsaid he’d attend. “I loath you.” Edward ground out in defeat. “Its perfectly alright. I adore you enough for the both of us.” Curtis fanned himself like a lady. Edward snorted. Curtis grinned. “The lengths you push me to in order to lift your spirits. I’d think you be wise to thank the Good Lord for such a friend as I.” Curtis nodded and stood, draining his brandy. He sighed in satisfaction. “I’ll see you on the morrow. And…do try to smile. We wouldn’t want to frighten anyone.” He replied with an easy smile and left. Edward shook his head and stood to go and study the fire once more. But even for the warm heat from the fire’s soft glow, his heart will chilled knowing that tomorrow, he’d have to face the very people he never want to see again. Damn it all. 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Kristin’s inspiration for the romance she writes comes from her tall, dark and handsome husband with killer blue eyes. With five children to chase, she is never at a loss for someone to kiss, something to cook or some mess to clean but she loves every moment of it! She loves to make soap, sauerkraut, sourdough bread and gluten free muffins. Life is full of blessings and she praises God for the blessed and abundant life He’s given her.


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Blog Tour: Rivers by Jennifer Rea Gravely

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Title: Rivers Author: Jennifer Rae Gravely Series: Orders of the Sky #2 Genre: New Adult Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing

Black_scroll_with_transparent_background 3 Black_scroll_with_transparent_background 3 synopsis I’ve always been fascinated by ghosts. They’re simply lost souls looking for the conclusion to their story. After years of chasing the phantom of Stone into the night, I’ve sought to live and love again in the new chapter of my life. I’m not the na├»ve girl I once was. I know what I want, what I need. But like the tortured spirits wandering the earth, can I find the happy ending I crave or will the apparitions of the past destroy any chance of everlasting bliss? 51289-add-to-goodreads-button  
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“You are delightful.” Jackson stared admiringly. I wore a magical dress as sheer as butterfly’s wings in the palest of blues. He held me in his arms. The lights in the gardens twinkled like lightning bugs. “This could have been the wedding of fairies. I’ve never seen such an affair. It must’ve been your idea.” Mamma shimmered in the silver mist of the twilight as Parker whirled her around the dance floor in the rose garden. “How did you know?” I giggled. “Too Shakespearean?” “No,” he said, grinning. “Absolutely charming. Especially the rainbow.” He held me tighter and twirled me around. “The rainbow was Sammy’s idea.” I glanced at my sister in her pale pink fairy gown dancing withTravis. I pushed away regret and clung to Jackson. “Let’s walk down our path to the river,” Jackson said. “I’d love to.” I put my arm in his. Summertime rose blooms covered the wrought iron arbor ahead. Passing under the archway, we left the gardens for the myriad of trails that led down to the river and marshlands. The full moon lit our path toward the footbridge and we avoided the muddiest areas. “Too bad we can’t dangle our feet.” I stepped out on the planks in three inch heels. “Maybe tomorrow.” He stopped walking. I took another step forward before twisting to him behind me. My heel jammed in the crevice of the wood. I leaned down to loosen the shoe. “I’d like to see you the day after that too—” I lost my balance. Air and then water twisted my body end over end over end. The current tugged and water began filling my lungs. Darkness drifted over me. “It’s okay, Andie. It’ll be okay. Please come back to me.” He cradled me in his arms. His lips brushed my forehead. “Stone, I want to come back.” Inky darkness swallowed me. Black_scroll_with_transparent_background 3
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Author Bio Jennifer Rae Gravely Sweet. Sassy. Southern. Born in Ohio but raised in Pickens, SC, Jennifer Rae Gravely graduated from Converse College with a triple major in History, Politics, and English before earning a master's degree in education. Returning to her high school alma mater to teach English and coach volleyball, Gravely's teams won five state championships and seven upper state titles in eleven years. Moreover, the SCACA named her coach of the year for the 2013 season. Jennifer writes about the fictional Southern town of Keowee. The Astraea Press novels, Knight of the Dead and Set to Love, in addition to the short story, "Love and Diamonds," deal with present day Keowee and are contemporary romances. The edgier novels of the Orders of the Sky series Drown and Rivers, published by Blue Tulip Publishing, take place in the eighties and nineties and are best classified as new adult fiction. She lives with her husband, daughter, seven beagles, and three cats. Jennifer loves to talk beagles, balls, and books!
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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

REVIEW: Abe (ties of steel book1) by MJ Fields

 ABE by M.J. Fields 

(Ties of Steel #1) 
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: October 28th 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance

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Twenty-six-year-old Abraham O’Donnell is the CFO of Steel Inc. After working tirelessly for over a year, he takes a week off to enjoy the sand, surf, and bikini-clad women of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. After all, he's earned it. 


When a brief interlude with a flight attendant in her hotel room goes awry, Abe heads to a rental home with a private beach. While floating naked in the pool, he learns a guest house on the property is also occupied. So much for rest and relaxation. Ever the gentleman, Abe tries to make the most of his misfortune, and offers to make the beauties staying on the property some dinner. 


It's senior year and Nikolette (Nikki) Bassett is a few days late for her last college Spring Break with her four best girlfriends. When she arrives, all these ladies can talk about is the guy next door. And once Nikki gets a look at him, she knows what they mean. Fresh from an afternoon of surfing, Nikki can hardly believe her eyes when Abe approaches. The sexual tension and banter between the two of them leads to steamy hot sex on the Atlantic shore. 


It's only a Spring Break fling, and both Abe and Nikki know better than to make it out to be more than that. Or do they? Abe’s calm demeanor changes once he has a taste of Nikki. That night, no location is safe. He takes her on the beach and ravages her in his bed. But despite their mind-blowing sex, Abe's taste for ultimate control in the bedroom makes Nikki uneasy. Nikki's just getting over a heartbreak and she can't afford to let Abe in. So, she pushes aside her budding feelings, and leaves Florida and Abe behind without a backwards glance. 


Not used to being dumped and afraid to admit how much it hurts, Abe cuts his loses and heads back to Steel Inc., resume his role at the top of Steel Inc., pouring his heart and soul into his work. But Nikki Moore won't be forgotten so easily. Her taste, scent, voice, the noises she made when he brought her to ecstasy, the way she tasted on his tongue, and felt under his touch haunts him. Always fighting for control, Abe tries to push Nikki far into the back of his mind, as he fucks the rented women he had grown accustom to. 


But Karma is a bitch, and Abe blames her for Nikki leaving him the way she did. So when Nikki shows up unexpectedly, Abe welcomes Karma with open arms. Control has left the building and safety of one's heart is no longer strong enough to stop what happens next. 


ABE, is the first in the TIES OF STEEL series from bestselling erotica author MJ Fields. It is a spin-off of the bestselling MEN OF STEEL series featuring the Steel brothers: Jase, Cyrus, Zandor and Xavier.


I had the honor to read the ARC. 

-holy freaking AMAZEBALLS!! MJ Fields does it again, she's the -Drop what your reading and get to her book author- from the moment I started this book, to the very end, I was captured by it.  Abe is A TOTAL MAJOR ALPHA!! Where can I find him?!  -Nikki has issues trusting again, and because of this, she jeopardizes her relationship with Abe. All Abe wants to do is protect the woman he loves, but she keeps testing his patience- I fell in love with this book and  I can't wait for more on this series! Abe is now on my BB list.  :)

-Maggie with Firefly Book Blog

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MJ Fields's love of writing was in full swing by age eight. Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter and they sold it to family members. She self-published her first New Adult romance in January 2013. Today, she has completed four self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The Burning Souls series, and The Men of Steel series. The Norfolk series has one title self-published so far and Ties of Steel, which was acquired by Swoon Romance in June 2014. Book 1 ABE releases October 28, 2014. MJ is a bestselling romance erotica author and former small business owner, who recently closed the business so she could write full time.

MJ lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.

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