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Welcome to the release day of

SAY YOU'LL NEVER LOVE ME by Ann Everett!!

Title: Say You'll Never Love Me
Author: Ann Everett
Genre: Romance
Release Date: April 1, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Sometimes, all it takes…

Raynebeaux Starr's life is damn near perfect. She has wonderful friends. An interesting career. A man when she wants and none when she doesn't, thank you very much. But when tragedy strikes and she’s named guardian to her six year old niece, her world is turned upside down. She finds herself alone in a new town with a small child, no parenting skills and desperate for guidance. Until she meets Father Jared Sloan. The sexiest minister she's ever seen. He is kind, patient and a literal God-send. If only she could stop having unholy thoughts about him!

…is one little lie,

Jared Sloan's love life is a disaster. He has one girlfriend he can't shake, and an ex-fiancée on his doorstep wanting him back. As if things weren't complicated enough, he encounters what must be a fallen angel in a church parking lot. Little does he know when he offers her counseling that she would be unlike anyone he's ever experienced. He wants to be the kind of man she can trust. He also wants to taste her so bad it hurts.

…to lead you to the truth.

Can Jared convince Raynie there is such a thing as happily-ever-after? Or will his deceit only confirm her belief that fairy tale endings don't exist in the real world. Especially not in Lubbock, Texas.

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EXCERPT

Why had she flirted with him? Big mistake. But before she could stop, the words rolled out. And holy hell, he’d flirted back. Stronger than the force of gravity, temptation yanked Raynie’s brain like a tug-of-war rope.

He must have sensed her turmoil. “If you’d rather not go to together, that’s fine. I thought it’d be convenient since we’re going to the same place, but I can come on my own.”

She laid a hand on his forearm. “No. That’d be great. I was thinking of something else and got distracted.” You know, ripping off your clothes and screwing you into next Wednesday.

Raynie ran her tongue over her teeth to keep her lips from sticking to them, but she couldn’t work up a spit. Why did he show up and mess with her emotions? With those gorgeous eyes, hot body, and kind heart. She wasn’t supposed to get involved with guys like Father Sloan. Nuh-uh, no way. But since sharing the sunset with him, she’d been fighting a fierce attraction. Well, it’d been there from the beginning, but the logical side of her brain kept it in control. Now the stupid side was thinking way too much.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Award winning and Amazon Best-Selling author, Ann Everett embraces her small town upbringing and thinks Texans are some of the funniest people on earth. When speaking to writing groups, businesses, book clubs, and non-profit organizations, she incorporates her special brand of wit, making her programs on marketing, self-publishing, and the benefits of laughter, informative and fun.
She lives on a small lake in Northeast Texas where she writes, bakes, and fights her addiction to Diet Dr. Peppers.
Ten things you won’t know about Ann by reading her bio:
She’s been married to the same man since dirt, but introduces him as her “current” husband.
She loves shopping at thrift stores, because nobody loves a bargain more than she does.
She doesn’t remember her first kiss. Maybe hypnosis would help.
She hates talking on the telephone…so don’t call.
A really sharp pencil makes her happy…part of her OCD.
She secretly wants to get a tattoo. Shh…don’t tell anyone.
A charter member of National Honor Society in high school remains one of her proudest moments….she still can’t figure out how that happened.
She’s thankful wrinkles aren’t painful.
She sucks at math.

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Welcome to my tour stop for

BROKEN LOVE by Evan Grace!

Title: BROKEN LOVE
Author: Evan Grace
Series: Love Stings Book, #3
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: February 23, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

As a young woman, Abby Carmichael had it all—until the night a stranger tore it away…A year and half after the brutal sexual assault, Abby is finally starting to feel like her old self. Teaching dance classes with enthusiastic kids is just the kind of job she needs—far away from probing eyes or vicious intentions of the opposite sex. When she connects with one of her students, Natalie, it isn’t long until she meets her father, Deputy Ben James.

Ben James is just a regular guy, working to make a life for himself and his daughter…

That’s what Abby tells herself when her sudden attraction for Ben catches her off guard. Abby has been steering clear of men for obvious reasons, and the idea of wanting that kind of relationship is more terrifying than intriguing. But with his doe-eyed daughter tugging at her dance uniform, Ben takes notice.

He’s ready for love, but does her past hold too many secrets?

After the assault, Abby coped by using heavy medication and fell into an ugly chain of one-night stands. But now that she’s out of rehab and finally on the right track, it’s only a matter of time before Ben finds out.

Will Abby be the true love Ben has always wanted? Or is she a tangled challenge, leading to yet another… Broken Love?

EXCERP

Chapter One

Abby

I stare at the stream of smoke that floats up from the joint burning in my ashtray. The smell is sweet and comforting as I pop another Xanax into my mouth. I need to hurry. I’ve already taken five and I don’t want to pass out before I can finish what I started and end this pain. I need to do this. I need to stop hurting and feeling dirty. I’m tired of watching my parents hurting because they don’t know how to help me. I’m tired of my brothers and sister avoiding me because they don’t know how to deal with what I’ve become. My best friend and cousin, Carrington, watches me constantly with a guilty stare. It’s not her fault I was followed back to our apartment after I went home sick from work and she was gone on a date.

I can’t stand being touched anymore, especially by my family. I’m so dirty now and I don’t want any of that to rub off on them. I can’t remember the last time I let my dad , Dylan, or my real dad, Cash, hug me. I used to love hugs from Gramps, but now the thought of his hands on me makes me want to vomit. My entire family changed after I was raped six months ago. After it happened, I moved back into my parents’ home.

My parents and I fight every day. I’ve become erratic and foolish. Going home with men I don’t know and letting them use my body. I feel like I have control when I let them fuck me. Then I come home to scrub the feel of them off my skin and force myself to vomit over and over and over. My parents have tried punishing me, reasoning with me, but I’m twenty-one and they can’t make me do shit. They’ve tried therapy and all that got me was the constant supply of Xanax.

I take a hit of the joint and let the smoke travel down into my lungs and hold it there until I finally exhale it slowly. I put two more pills in my mouth and swallow them with a swig of the beer I grabbed out of my dad’s refrigerator in the garage. I’m starting to feel a little woozy. I stand on unsteady legs, staggering to my full-length mirror. I stare at my reflection and don’t recognize the person looking back at me. My golden blonde hair is dyed a mousy plain brown. It’s stringy and lifeless along with my complexion. I’ve always had a light tanned glow but now I’m sallow. My blue eyes are dull. I hate what I’ve become. I hate him for taking something that wasn’t his to take in the first place.

I scream, my fist flying through the air until I strike my mirror. I watch my reflection splinter as the mirror cracks. I hit it again and again until my arms feel too heavy to lift anymore. I collapse to the floor when someone starts pounding on my door.

“Abby, let me in right now!” my dad shouts. I ignore him as I begin to cry while crawling to my bed, grabbing two more Xanax. My head feels like it’s filled with marshmallows. I quickly swallow them. “Please, baby girl.” I hear him beg and I begin to cry harder. Dylan may not be my biological father, but that doesn’t matter. He’s been my daddy since I met him when I was five, then when he married my mom and adopted me. I hear more pounding and shouting as I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper as I hear wood splintering and then more screaming and shouting. I whisper it over and over as I stare up into the tear-filled eyes of my daddy.

I think about when I was nine and he took me to my piano lessons and whenever he left me at the door to the room, he knelt in front of me and said, “I love you, baby girl. No matter what, I will always love you. Forever and ever.”

I felt myself being lifted. Fingers entered my mouth and I heard those soft words spoken directly into my ear. “I love you, baby girl. Forever and ever.” His words make me feel warm as everything finally ends.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A Midwesterner and self-proclaimed nerd, Evan has been an avid reader most of her life, but five years ago got bit by the writing bug, and it quickly became her addiction, passion and therapy. When the voices in her head give it a rest, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Shayla Black, Jaci Burton, Madeline Sheehan and Jamie Mcguire. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, so if you see her wearing her headphones you know she means business and is in the zone.

During the day Evan works for a large homecare agency and at night she's superwoman. She's a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and Evan, a cook, a tutor, a friend and a writer. How does she do it? She'll never tell.

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Welcome to the cover reveal for

PINPOINT by Olivia Luck

Title: Pinpoint
Author: Olivia Luck
Series: The Point
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Blurb

All my life I followed the rules. I lived under the iron rule of my father and did what was expected of me.
Until now.
I want to live in the big city. Make new friends. Get a great job. Meet a man that makes me swoon. Fall in love.
Sounds straightforward enough, but making my way in a city of six million isn’t as seamless as I'd hoped. And the man is more sour than sweet.
Something’s got to give. And this time it won’t be me.

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About the Author

Author Olivia Luck calls Chicago home. She loves traveling with her husband, baking for her parents, and taking walks with her dog. Olivia started writing when she was eight and paused to dabble in various other pursuits like dance and piano. In the end, she always came back to her pen and notebook.

Get in touch with Olivia, she adores emails: olivialuckauthor@gmail.com

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Book Title: Backlash
Author: Bianca Sommerland
Genre: Romance, Contemporary, Rock Star Release
Date: January 27, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

SYNOPSIS

Outcasts, black sheep, those who never fit in anywhere. Winter’s Wrath belongs to them. Every single member of the band rejects the norm when it comes to music.
They won’t settle when it comes to love.
Alder Trousseau, the lead guitarist in a band that owns his heart and soul, has always stood in the shadow of a man he hates. Braver “Brave” Trousseau, the voice of Winter’s Wrath.
For the success of the band, they have to work past their animosity, but that’s difficult when they have the same taste in women. And men.
Sex is a game to Brave. A game that might leave the people Alder cares for completely broken. Unless he claims them for his own.
If he steps out of the shadows, he’ll have no choice to play. To win.
On stage, the drama drives the fans insane. The songs they sing are a blood racing, body moving, warcry. But the very real battle taking place between the snares and the mic might tear the band apart.

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EXCERPT (+18)

The seating above was elegant, with rich red seats and fancy banisters, but the area in front of the stage ruined the sophistication. All the seating had been removed and there were crates that still hadn’t been stashed away from all the bands’ audio and lighting equipment. About half an hour ago, VIP fans had been brought in for the soundcheck, but they hadn’t been allowed to take pictures because—as Jesse had told them while acting as the host—they didn’t need everyone online to see the mess.

“We do venues like this all the time, so I’m used to it.” He shifted her hair over one shoulder and bent down to kiss her neck again. His tone deepened in a way that heated her blood and made it very difficult to focus on anything he was saying. “Churches are still a little weird though.”

She tipped her head to the side, enjoying the distraction of his lips moving down her throat, even though she was so turned on her panties weren’t going to survive the night. They were already a little damp.

Maybe he could help her with that.

“How much time do we have?” She hooked her fingers to the belt of his distressed, black jeans so he’d have no doubt as to why she was asking. “I have an idea of how you can help me relax.”

He gave her a hooded look and took her hand to draw her backstage. “Enough for me to take care of you.”

All five bands had retreated to their busses, or headed out to local restaurants, to chill out before the show started. The crewmembers were still around, adjusting the lighting and setting up the merch tables. Backstage was surprisingly empty, but she knew a roadie could show up any minute.

Alder didn’t seem at all concerned, so she took his lead, moaning into his mouth as he pushed her up against the wall behind the heavy, red stage curtains. He cupped her pussy under her skirt, shifting aside the lace covering her and dipping a thick, calloused finger inside her with a soft groan.

“I love how wet you get for me.” He dragged his finger out, spreading the moisture over her clit, circling the tiny bud until she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out at the sharp spark of pleasure. His hot breath brushed her throat as he leaned closer to her, easing his finger in and moving over her clit in a deliciously, torturous rhythm. “Feeling you like this, I can’t help thinking about how you taste. I could spend hours with your legs wrapped around my neck and my mouth on your sweet pussy.”

Oh, I like that idea. Her core tightened as he pressed another finger into her alongside the first. She was so aroused, she knew he’d set her off before long, but she needed to see him as out of control as she was. He always paid close attention to her, giving her anything she could want or need.

Right now, what she needed was to return the favor.

Curving her hand around the back of his neck, she drew him down so she could whisper in his ear. “I still don’t know what you taste like. That’s about to change.”

Tugging his belt open, she maneuvered him around so his back was braced against the wall. When his hand left her she grabbed his wrist and sucked his fingers, enjoying both the flavor of herself on his skin, and the way he sucked in a sharp breath as he watched her.

She opened his jeans, freeing his long, hard dick which she’d felt inside her more than once, but still hadn’t had a chance to admire.

Stroking him, she ran her tongue over the thick head, which had darkened with his arousal. Along his length were thick veins and his pulse beat against her tongue as she ran it up the underside of his dick. Teasing him with a flick of her tongue, she tasted the bead of precum slicking the slit of his cock.

“Baby, that feels so fucking good.” Alder cupped her cheek, shifting his hips slightly as she wrapped her lips around him. “God, you’re beautiful.”

Cupping his balls in her hand, she let her saliva slick his whole length, moving faster, watching his face until he tipped his head back, muttering what sounded like a prayer.

From the corner of her eye, there was movement. She slowed, not sure if she should stop and warn Alder.

But then she saw who it was and a naughty little voice in her head told her to keep going. She still remembered those teasing words about how she “Might have had competition.”

They wouldn’t get in trouble for getting caught. Not by him.

He can either leave, or he can stay and watch.

And for some strange reason, she kinda hoped he’d stay.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Bianca Sommerland was born and raised in Montreal, Quebec. When not reading neurotically or writing as though the fate of the world rests on her keyboard, she is either watching hockey or teaching her daughters the beauty of a classic, steel pony while reminiscing about her days in Auto Body Mechanics.

Her time is balanced with utmost care between normal family life, and the internal paranormal realm where her characters reside. For the most part, she succeeds.

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