Riley Edwards- 707 Freedom Series & Giveaway!



Riley Edwards is celebrating the release of the forth and FINAL book in the 707 Freedom Series with a


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What people are saying about The 707 Freedom Series:

“Riley Edwards knows how to keep her readers on the edge of their seats. This is one of the best books I have ever read about how men who serve our country give up much of their personal lives. Character development is awesome you know and care about these people.” – Amazon Reviewer VC
“First book I’ve read from this author and definitely won’t be the last. Story grabbed me from the first page and didn’t let go until the end. In fact, I was sorry to reach the end, it was captivating.” – Amazon Reviewer
“Another five star hit from Riley Edwards.” – Amazon Reviewer




He was my first love…


I wanted him to follow his dreams. I wanted him to escape the life he hated. I thought I was doing the right thing by not telling him how I truly felt. Until it was too late, and my silence turned into my biggest regret. 

Twelve years ago, Shane Owings died, taking my heart with him. I was left devastated and broken hearted. Time didn’t heal, as the years went on I only missed him more. 

She was my best friend… the only woman I ever loved.

When I ran off to join the Army, I left behind everything I had ever loved. I thought I was doing the right thing, but my good intentions quickly turned into my biggest regret.



Every year on the anniversary of Shane’s death I watched as Lillian Nelson visited Shane’s grave and spilled her secrets to a dead man. Each year I hoped she wouldn’t be back, that her heart would finally heal and she would move on. But year after year she was back. So many times I wanted to reach out and comfort the beautiful woman, but I knew she would never forgive me. It was my fault Shane was dead.



Until… A terrorist shows up looking for revenge.
I had to come out of the shadows and protect the one woman I had no business falling in love with.
The moment Jasper heard Emily Jenkins’ sultry voice he was transfixed. 

An instant and heated reaction that wound its way through his soul and warmed his skin. The inexplicable connection was broken as fast as it began. Emily has a son. Jasper doesn’t “do” kids. 

When her life spirals out of control, will Jasper be able to let go of his tragic past and save Emily and her son? Or has the Special Forces Soldier found his weakness – a history he cannot let go of?

Emily Jenkins lost her husband on the battlefield and was left to pick up the pieces of her broken heart while finding a way to raise her son alone.

Jasper Walker is known for being the playboy of his team. Professionally, he is a tier one assassin – a trained killer. Personally, he blows through women giving them no more than a week in his bed as he privately struggles to move on from the woman that is forever lost to him. 

When their lives collide, Jasper finds out he’s not the only one with secrets. There is more to the black-haired beauty Emily than a widowed single mother. 





Blake Porter was one of the lucky ones. 
She’d met the man she was going to marry while she was in high school. She thought she was living a fairytale; the nerdy wannabe journalist dating the gorgeous star quarterback. One wrong move proved to irrevocably alter the course of their lives.


Betrayed by the girl he loved, Levi McCoy left for the Army and never looked back. Blake’s deception pierced his soul and shattered his heart. He used the pain to his advantage and became cold and calculating – the perfect Black Ops soldier. 



Over a decade later, the 707 has been called in to rescue a reporter embedded in a deadly terrorist cell, and Levi’s shocked to learn it’s the one woman who’d once owned his heart. But Blake is no longer the naive teenager she’d once pretended to be. She’s something far more dangerous.



With bombs exploding, blood being spilled, and the terrorists closing in, they both battle the memories of their beautiful beginnings and shared history. Levi and Blake face off in a showdown of wills. In one corner, Levi is determined not to fall for the woman he’s never stopped loving. In the other, Blake tries to hold on to her self-respect and not beg Levi to hear the truth. 

When the lies and deception are revealed will they survive with their hearts and lives intact?



She’s the game changer he wishes he’d never met. 


Nolan Clark is the last man standing. While he is happy his teammates have found love, he’s even happier to be single. But fate is a funny thing. When a one-night stand turns into a friends with benefits agreement, he starts to question why he’s holding the beautiful Reagan at arm’s length.



He knows she’s dangerous and should end their arrangement but the sex is too good and she is too… much. 



He’s the regret of a lifetime! 

Nolan Clark should’ve been off-limits. He’s my closest friend’s teammate and a man that I’m not prepared for. I lied and told him I understood he’d never offer me a white picket fence and jumped straight into bed when he offered me the only thing he could sex. 



With every smile, every touch, and every sizzling kiss I fall deeper in love. When the day comes for me to move five-hundred miles away to start a new job, he doesn’t stop me. Days pass, then weeks, and Nolan Clark does exactly what he said he was going to do – loses my number. 



With Reagan gone to start her new life in Florida, Clark is left in Georgia at war with his heart. The timing couldn’t be worse. The past he thought he’d let go of, the ex-wife he’d thought he forgave crashes into his life brings with her an eleven-year-old boy he never knew existed. 



When Reagan stumbles onto some information she shouldn’t, and her life is threatened, will Clark, and the 707 get there in time to save her? Or will she die alone and broken-hearted in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico?










*Release Blitz-Review & Giveaway!* Avalanche by Cambria Hebert

Title: Avalanche
Series: Bearpaw Resort #1
Author: Cambria Hebert
Genre: Contemporary/Second Chance/Sports Romance
Release Date: March 26, 2018
Don’t get caught in the surge.
Through a bullet hole in a wall, I watch a man bleed to death.
Those responsible think their crime died with the victim, until I identify them.
What’s a girl to do when she’s being hunted by murderers
witness protection can’t even stop?
My only refuge is a place I vowed to never go again.
When it’s do or die, an eight-year-old heartache suddenly seems trivial.
Besides, he won’t be there anyway.
But he is.
Turns out my old pain feels brand new the second his eyes meet mine.
I can’t leave. I can’t stay.
This snowy town that’s supposed to be my shelter
suddenly exposes me more than before.
With no one else to lean on, Liam becomes my lifeline.
Now we’re both running for our lives,
trying not to get swept away.
Vicky's Review
5 stars
Oh my… where do I start with this one… I was anxious to read it the moment I seen the blurb- I knew it was going to be good… But this was better than good it was AMAZING! After tragedy strikes Bellamy must go on the run- to save her life, well what’s left of it anyways. Not knowing where to turn she heads to the one place she vowed to never return. Not only did she lose part of herself there, it was also the place where she had the best memories of her dad. Thinking the one person she hoped wouldn’t be there, she takes her chance, and from there the story kept me tearing through the pages.
I slowed down towards the end because I was not ready to let go and now I am left with this raging book hangover that Cambria loves to deliver with her books! There is so much more I could say but I will let you find out for yourself… Will you get caught in the #Surge?

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than forty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of birds (including chickens). You can often find her painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her Chihuahuas (the real rulers of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. She has also written romantic suspense, science fiction, and most recently male/male romance. Her favorite genre to read and write is contemporary romance. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, GearShark Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.

Recent awards include: Author of the Year, Best contemporary series (The Hashtag Series), Best contemporary book of the year, Best book trailer of the year, Best contemporary lead, Best contemporary book cover of the year. In addition, her most recognized title, #Nerd was listed at as a top fifty summer romance read.
Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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*New Release & Giveaway!* The Other Side Of Someday by T.k. Leigh



Title: The Other Side Of Someday

Author: T.K. Leigh

Genre: Romantic Comedy / Chick Lit 

 Release Date: June 6, 2016



You know how you always say someday I will?

Well, I’ve hit my someday.

Someday begins today.

Baylee Morgan is at a crossroads of her life. Leaving her marriage of ten years and the only life she’s ever known, she starts over in a penthouse ocean-front condo in Santa Monica, California. She soon finds herself immersed, albeit reluctantly, in the daunting and perilous world of dating as an almost thirty-something in Los Angeles, unsure of how to act, what to do, or whether that hot guy she meets in yoga class is straight.

Sebby Powers’ dream has always been to work in the film industry. At the age of thirty-five, he’s one of the youngest up-and-coming producers in Hollywood. His life is perfect. Perfect apartment. Perfect girlfriend. Perfect dog. Until a friendship with a beautiful woman with vibrant red hair and a similar taste in cheesy movies throws his perfect life into a tailspin. 

The Other Side Of Someday is a fun, sexy story of looking for Mr. Right in a world full of Mr. Wrongs, when Mr. Right could be just next door.


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“Sebby?” I called out, hesitantly walking through the entryway and into the open living space.

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed when my eyes settled on him standing in front of his refrigerator. But that wasn’t what caught me completely off-guard. It was the fact that he was standing there, holding a towel in his hand, exposing himself in all his glory. I quickly spun around, my entire face turning a shade of red that would put my hair color to shame.

“Fuck!” he shouted. “Do you take the world’s quickest shower or something?!”

“Balls,” I muttered, keeping my eyes glued to a large print of a vintage DC-10 that was hanging on the entryway wall.

“What?” he countered, his voice turning light and amused. I could almost picture that sexy and adorable smile drawn on those kissable lips of his.

“There were balls. And stuff.”

He laughed harder than I had heard him laugh in the few weeks I had known him, the rumble echoing in the open space.

“I’ll never be able to look at you again without seeing your balls, Sebby. Just thought you should know that.” I drew a long breath, trying to settle my nerves. Seeing his mouth-watering body completely bare didn’t help matters any. “Here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to go back to my apartment. I’m going to have a shot of whiskey. Or tequila. Or gin. Or whatever will make my blood pressure drop. And then I’m going to come back and we’ll try this again, okay?”

“I promise I’ll be dressed when you come back.”

“Why were you bare ass naked in your kitchen anyway? Did you want me to walk in on you like that? Trying to show off?”

“Do you think I have something to show off?”

“I… Well…” I shook it off. “I’m not answering that.”

“Okay then.”



“Yes?” I turned around as one often does when their name is called.

“Jesus!” His expression grew wide and he hastily attempted to hide himself.

“For fuck’s sake!” I spun back and faced the door once more. “Did you not think to cover yourself up after the first time I walked in and saw you naked? I’m still standing here. You know that bath towels serve some rather astonishing purposes these days, the most useful of which being something to wrap around your waist to keep your junk covered! I’m leaving and taking two shots of whiskey. Be back in five minutes.”

Vicky’s Review
Loved, loved, loved it! I know I probably say this about all of T.K.’s books but I think this was my favoritest one yet! The chemistry between Baylee and Sebby is instant from the moment they meet. I loved this lighter side of this read and my sides still hurt from all the laughing I did through-out. Baylee needing to move on after some drama in her life takes off on an adventure and it was interesting to see where her journey takes her. I loved getting to see bits and pieces of her mother through her journal, it gave the story an element that needed to be there. We meet some interesting characters, and some not so savory ones. There is lots of fun to be had while reading it and there were a few times it gave me goosebumps as I was reading. The anticipation I had in waiting for this one definitely payed off. I hope to see more of these types of stories from her. And oh the men she dreams up has me confused as to who I should love more. Did I say I loved it? Great read, well written and moved at a great pace. It was inspiring at times and others it will make you want to throw your kindle- so make sure you have a good protective case 😉 . I can’t say anything more with out spoiling it for you, so you will just have to read it to find out why I enjoyed it so much!


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T.K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy Leigh Kellam, is a USA Today Best Selling author of the Beautiful Mess series, in addition to several other works. Originally from New England, she now resides in sunny Southern California with her husband, dog, three cats, all of which she has rescued (including the husband). In late 2015, she gave birth to her first (and only) baby. When she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing away, she can be found training for her next marathon (of which she has run over fifteen fulls and far too many halfs to recall) or keeping her daughter entertained.

T.K. Leigh is represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich Literary Management. All publishing inquiries, including audio, foreign, and film rights, should be directed to her.

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*Release Day Blitz + Giveaway!!* Decieved by Suzannah Daniels


Title: Deceived (Whiskey Nights #3)
Author: Suzannah Daniels
Release Day Blitz: August 18, 2015
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
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DECEIVED is a new adult, contemporary romance recommended for adult readers due to mature content.

A hotel room.

A blindfold.

An invitation that goes horribly awry.

Now that Seren Flanagan has graduated from college and returned to Creekview, Tennessee, she’s getting reacquainted with her old high school friends, including Cade Mayfield. She had a crush on him in high school but lacked the courage to act on it.

Luckily, she’s not the same shy girl who used to admire him from afar. Knowing what she wants, she sets a plan in motion to capture his attention by inviting him on a trip to Ireland.

But things don’t always go as planned—a lesson that Seren will soon learn the hard way.

DECEIVED is the third book in the WHISKEY NIGHTS series. Since each book focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones, but many readers may prefer to read them in order for maximum enjoyment.

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Deceived #3


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~ Excerpt from a scene in an Irish pub ~

“It looks like we order at the bar. What do you want?”

She wiggled out of her jacket, shrugging her shoulders in the process. “Surprise me.”

I took her coat and laid it in the empty booth seat across from us, and then, I removed mine, too. After ordering, I grabbed our drinks and slid in beside Flanagan, knowing that I should’ve sat on the opposite side but unable to help myself. “I ordered you a nut brown ale, and I got a stout,” I said, setting our glasses down. “No fruity drinks. I think you’ve already met your quota for Pear Martinis this year. These were brewed locally.”

“Forcing me to step out of my comfort zone?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Yep.” I cupped my palm around the glass of stout. “I also ordered us a couple of steaks. The meat’s delivered from a local farm daily. How’s that for fresh?”

“A steak sounds so good right now,” she said, fluttering her eyes closed like she was already imagining the taste. She glanced at my glass. “Let me try yours.”

I put my arm around the back of the booth, just behind her shoulders, and pushed the glass in her direction.

She took a tiny sip and wrinkled her nose. “That’s really strong.”

“Come on, Flanagan,” I goaded. “You didn’t even get enough to taste. Drink up.”

She took a bigger swig, daintily wiping her mouth with her napkin when she was done. “Whew!” She shook her head rapidly as if the taste lingered. “That’s still really strong.”

I chuckled, lifting the glass to my lips and taking a long drink. The taste was much different than my usual beer, and while I didn’t like it quite as well, I decided to reserve my judgment for when I finished.

“Try yours,” I suggested, nodding toward her glass. She took a small sip. Then, seeming satisfied with that, she took a longer drink. “Much better.” She held the glass to me. “Here, you try it.”

There was something magical about being in an entirely different country, surrounded by total strangers in an unfamiliar setting. It could almost make me feel like I was someone else entirely, like all the shit that had happened in my life didn’t apply here, like for a little while I could escape my own reality, my own shortcomings.

I knew I shouldn’t unless I was prepared for all the consequences. Once I crossed the line, there was no going back.

But damn she was sexy.

And I’d been thinking about it ever since she sat down beside me in the bar a few months ago when she’d returned to Creekview for good.

I tried to think about all the ways this could go wrong. And if I screwed things up, I could lose our friendship, something I cherished. Maybe the best thing that I could do for Flanagan right now was to leave her alone.

But I was selfish.

And I wanted her.

And I didn’t have the strength to resist her, not here, not now.

“I think I will try your drink,” I said softly, accepting the glass from her and setting it back on the table without drinking from it.

She gave me a strange look, her lips parting in surprise.

My arm slid from the back of the booth to her shoulders, and I gently pulled her toward me. With my free hand, I cupped her cheek, my thumb resting near the corner of her mouth. I leaned down, pausing when I was mere inches from her face. Her eyes widened, and her chest rose as if she had sucked in a small breath and held it. She licked her lips, and I was aroused by her innocent gesture. I watched her. Her eyes closed, her long dark lashes fanning over her cheek. Her skin was soft and smooth as my thumb arced lightly across her face.

Damn, I couldn’t wait another second. I lowered my lips to hers, delivering the softest of kisses. Then, my tongue teased her lips, begging her to open to me, so that I could taste her, something I had deprived myself of for far too long.

The nutty flavors of the ale melded with her sweetness, a tantalizing concoction that permeated my brain with pleasure. Her hand squeezed my thigh, bringing me the satisfaction of knowing that she was enjoying our kiss every bit as much as I. When I deepened the kiss, a soft moan emanated from her throat, and her hand slid higher, gripping more tightly as if she needed something to hold on to. The effect had my entire body standing at full attention. How the hell had I stayed away from her this long?

Forcing my thoughts away from fears that had become my own personal barrier, I concentrated only on her. Reluctantly ending the kiss, I pulled away slightly and found her deep sapphire eyes focused on me.

“That’s the best damn ale I ever tasted,” I said softly, well aware that her hand still rested on my thigh.

“You didn’t even get enough to taste,” she whispered, mimicking me. “Drink up.”



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Suzannah Daniels has had an affinity for words for as long as she can remember. She grew up in North Georgia with four brothers, so she learned at an early age to admire snakes and motorcycles. When she wasn’t pestering her brothers, she could usually be found reading or writing.
She is the author of the new adult contemporary romances, the Whiskey Nights Series and Perfectly Able, the mature young adult contemporary romances, the Dangerous Trilogy, the mature young adult paranormal series, Vampire’s Bane, the young adult paranormal series, Ghostly Encounter, and a historical romance, Viking’s Embrace.
Currently, she lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee with her husband and her college-aged daughter. Her son lives nearby. The family pets include a Lab mix, a Basset Hound, and a Shih Tzu.

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Release Blitz for Rematch by Rachael Slate


Title: Rematch: A Chinese Zodiac Romance

Release Date: May 12th, 2015

Thirteen Zodiac animals entered the Great Race.

Only twelve became Chosen…

After failing the test to join the Lotus League, Wen Pierce will do anything to prove herself worthy. Even if it means being demoted to a maid in the house of one of the Eight Immortals—Li Tieguai. But this seductive yet surly immortal wants only one thing—her surrender to his rigid control. On his remote, magical island she’ll fade into the background of his tortured existence. Unless she can convince him she can steal anything…including the one thing he believes he’s lost forever.

A spirit outcast and denied

Tricked by the Monkey King, Li Tieguai lives in shame and surrounds himself with other outcasts, like the spirit animal Cat. But when the vibrant and sultry Wen is assigned to his household and offers to thieve for him, she just might steal more than he planned.

On the edge of redemption, lies temptation…

Li isn’t the only one who can’t resist Wen. The spirit Cat offers Li the solution he’s longed for, but to atone for his past, he’ll have to risk a future…without Wen.

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Li froze. It had been years since he’d heard those words. Decades perhaps. Not everyone he’d healed had expressed such gratitude. Not everyone he’d healed had known it’d been him. He’d preferred the anonymity. Back when he’d had a purpose. He lowered his hands and grimaced. What a fool he’d been. He flexed his hands and sneered at them. In a moment of weakness, he’d stumbled into damnation…in a perfect body.

He’d give it up to return to his old self. Lameness, welcomed.

“Don’t say that.” He glanced at her over his shoulder. She rose from the ground with a fluid grace most mortals didn’t possess. Her slender form was lithe indeed. He twisted to regard her straight on.

“Why not?” She tugged her bottom lip into her mouth. His gaze riveted on her soft, pink flesh. His c*ck twitched, aroused for the first time in years. He lifted a brow. Now that was odd. Why did she invoke such a response in his body…the body he despised? He’d once been proud, vain even. Where had that gotten him?

“Because I did not save your life. I preserved one of my servants. What I did was nothing more than stopping a vase from crashing on the tile floors.” The lies stung his tongue. When he’d decided to check on her once more and found her room empty, panic had clutched at his chest.

When he’d glimpsed Cat, ready to pounce…

His scowl deepened as the need to reprimand her clashed with the yearning to pull her close. “I see why the matchmaker warned you were reckless.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Reckless?” She scoffed. “I prefer spontaneous, or fearless, maybe even—”

He shook his head at her sassy retort, cutting her off. “You might have been killed, and I would have found myself short one maid.” The light left her eyes as he returned the subject to her servant status. Good. He wasn’t the heroic type anymore. Hadn’t been for a long time. He headed for the door.

“Oh really?”

His hand paused on the knob. She didn’t give up, did she?

A feather-light weight brushed his arm. “Call it what you want. I’m still saying thank you.”

Her sultry murmur spiked fire through his veins. He snared her wrist, whirled them both around, and gripped the back of her head with his free hand. Pressing her against the door, he barred her in with his frame. She gasped, a feminine cry that tantalized his ears. Her body was even more sensuous and lush than he’d imagined. Gentle curves that beckoned him.

So long without touch. He eased his grasp and rubbed circles with his thumb along the silky skin of her throat. Her pulse beat frantically, but her eyes, those jade orbs fastened on him in hunger.

F*ck. The last thing he needed was anyone attracted to this cursed body of his, yet Wen stared through him. As though peering at his soul. “How exactly are you proposing to thank me?”

Her dark lashes fanned out as she lowered her eyes. Coy, she was. Like a feline, toying with him. It worked. He’d never been so intrigued.

“I’ve already expressed my gratitude. I wasn’t making any offers. Unless, you’d like to tell me what that creature was?” Her eyes flashed at him, pupils dilating, her pink tongue flicking out to moisten her lips.

Gods, but he loved the way she met his stare straight on. No hint of intimidation. What made a mortal such as her so emboldened? Still, she’d not loosen his tongue so easily. Whenever he gave Wen one answer, she asked a hundred questions more. Her venture into the garden and encounter with the spirit animal Cat had been a close call. He’d not fuel her thirst for a second glimpse.

Her free hand flattened against his chest and he inhaled sharply at the warmth of contact. He hadn’t permitted anyone to touch this body. Hadn’t ever wanted anyone to. With her, the yearning was almost unbearable. He desired her hands, her mouth, her tongue. Everywhere.

Her stroking lightened as she trailed her fingertips downward.

He swallowed hard. He ought to stop this, whatever it was, but hell, curiosity demanded he allow her game.

Her fingertips left his bare flesh, one by one, until only the tip of her index finger continued its downward path. An inch above his waistline, she paused. Her gaze flicked back up to his, one eyebrow arched. Was she asking his permission? Bloody hell, no way she’d missed the thick outline of his erection.

She drew her bottom lip between her teeth. Indecisive? Perhaps he should encourage her exploration. He bent forward and feathered his lips against hers. Once. One taste, and then he pulled back.

Her mouth parted, those soft, velvety lips inviting him deeper. He eased his grip off her throat and caressed his hand along her collarbone. Her warm, sweet breath heated through his body, making him shudder with need. Pressing his lips to hers again, he flicked his tongue along hers slowly, careful not to unleash too much passion upon her. She was mortal, after all.

Delicate and fragile.

She moaned, her body melting against his as she lifted her leg to stroke her knee along his thigh. Coaxing him closer. He released her other hand and she glided it across his abs, her exploration firing explosive sparks over his skin.

This tight leather outfit she wore provoked him. Taunted him. He yearned to peel it off her. With his teeth.

As he thrust his tongue inside her mouth, he skimmed his hand over her pert breast and around to grab her *ss, aiding her thigh higher. Cradling his hips against hers, he ground their lower bodies together.

Suddenly, she wrenched her lips off his, twisting her head to the side. Her skin was flushed, her breathing in irregular pants. She clearly desired him, so why had she stopped?

“I believe this belongs to you.”

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Rachael Slate resides on the West Coast of Canada with her husband and two children—or as she likes to call them, her own little blended world. One of the best parts about sharing in her husband’s Chinese-Malaysian culture is definitely the food—and the awesome celebrations!

Rachael writes stories that blend the lines between mythology, reality, and fantasy. In her worlds, you’ll encounter strong, sexy alpha males and the capable women who challenge them. And always, scorching hot romance.

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*Official BT, Review + Giveaway!!* Sweet Muse by Ava Cummings

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SWEET MUSE by Ava Cummings
Release Date: 1.22.15
Pages: 241
Genre: Contemporary Fiction/Erotic Romance

Determined to overcome her difficult past, Anna Starr lands a coveted job at the nation’s biggest celebrity magazine in the center of the New York City power scene. She learns early on to make it on her own, and through sheer force of will she does. But frustration sets in when the dark side of tabloid journalism starts to poke through, and she gets duped while dating slicker-than-thou city boys.

 Amidst a sea of cocktail parties, Anna meets rising art star Damien Wolfe. Their connection is dangerous, intense, and passionate beyond her imagination. 

He sees her in a way that she has never seen herself, setting her on a journey toward self-discovery—
understanding what it means to be truly loved for the first time in her life. But she may lose it all when her blind ambition and his dark past lead to a crisis that changes everything.

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Vicky’s 5* Review
I really enjoyed this story. Ava did a great job creating characters that you could relate to. She takes us on a journey through out New York’s night life and what it could be like as a reporter to a celebrity magazine. Following her dream to be a big time reporter someday Anna Starr leaves her hippie type parents and country life – for the hustle and thrill of the big apple. Ok so it is not exactly what she had hoped for but she gets a spot at Celeb magazine. Finally getting out into the streets to do some stories she meets some interesting people, but there is one she cant stop thinking about, and their paths keep intertwining. But with them both having demons to face in the love department can they find each other? The story kept me interested and I might have stayed up late a few nights because I could not put it down. Overall I feel it is a story about chasing your dreams and following your heart and I am glad I had the chance to read it.
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Ava Cummings spent more than 10 years as an editor at some of the biggest and best-known magazines in the world. 

She fetched coffee, fell in love with fashion, and eventually became a full-fledged editor, covering Hollywood and bringing in stories about bold women that were making a difference in the world. 

She has spun together the sweep-you-off-your-feet happy endings of fairy tales, the unbelievable headlines she reads in the news, and the quirky personalities that she’s encountered in both the real world and on reality TV in her first novel, Sweet Muse

Ava lives in the leafy suburbs of Boston with her husband and two children.

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 banner ignitedIgnited by Suzannah Daniels

(Whiskey Nights #2)

Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance


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 James “Hawk” Hawkins always knew he’d be a firefighter. At twenty-four years of age, he’s dedicated his entire adulthood to the perilous job of saving lives and extinguishing flames. After a chance encounter, he carries a young woman to safety, but it’s unlike any rescue he’s ever performed. She touches something deep inside of him, not because he finds her attractive, which he does, but because she doesn’t want to be saved. For the first time in his life, he doesn’t need to put out a fire…he needs to start one.

Twenty-year-old Amber Lawson escaped to the small town of Creekview, Tennessee. She was running…fleeing from a tragedy that left her heartbroken and shrouded in despair. Struggling with the desolation that has engulfed her, she tries to start anew, hoping that if she evades the reminders of her past, she can slowly begin to heal.

Hawk is determined to rekindle her passion for life. Along the way, he realizes that’s not the only passion he wants to ignite. With his heart on the line, it could be his most hazardous rescue yet.

Plus, a bonus scene from Mason and Lexi of WASTED.

IGNITED is the second book in the WHISKEY NIGHTS series. Since each book focuses on a different couple, they can be read as stand-alones, but many readers may prefer to read them in order for maximum enjoyment.

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Chapter 1




I released the string, and the arrow whooshed through the air, sinking into the center of the bull’s-eye with a thud. Turning toward Cade Mayfield, who’d been a lifelong friend, I pointed at him and said, “You owe me a beer.”

“Man!” He shook his head in disbelief, running a hand through his dark hair. “I didn’t think there’s any way you could sink five in a row.”

“You were wrong, as usual.”

“Just for that….” A loud noise exploded in the air, squealing brakes, scraping metal, shattering glass.

Cade whipped his head in my direction. “What the hell?”

Being a firefighter, my instincts kicked in, and I scrambled up the steep embankment that would lead us out of the ravine that had provided a safe and secluded spot for target practice.

“Damn,” I muttered as the acrid smell of burning rubber assaulted my nostrils. I paused for a moment as I heard a noise with which I was all too familiar.


Scurrying into action, Cade and I rushed up the last bit of ridge that led to the rural road that connected downtown Creekview, Tennessee with the agricultural areas.

A huge black plume of smoke came into view, spiraling into the orange glow of the sky as the sun began drifting below the horizon, and as we pushed ourselves up on the pavement, we could see the mangled SUV lying on its side. An outer layer of bark had been peeled off a tall pine tree, exposing the raw wood. A quick assessment told me that the SUV had sideswiped it, and I assumed the driver had overcorrected, toppling the SUV in the process.

A woman’s frantic scream pierced the air as thick flames in varying hues of orange engulfed the rear of the vehicle.

“Shit, she’s trapped,” I yelled to Cade. “You got something we can bust out the window with?” I pointed at his truck, parked a few feet behind us.

“Yeah.” He turned and ran to retrieve it.

Rushing to the SUV, I saw a woman beating her fist against the windshield. “Help!” she screamed above the crackling fire. The urgency in her voice reminded me of the nightmares that plagued me, and a shudder crept down my spine as I raced toward the vehicle.

“Get back!” I yelled.

“Help!” she screamed, her fists thumping repeatedly on the windshield. “Help me!”

“Get back!”

Frantically, she continued to beat against the glass that held her captive in the burning automobile.

“Back up!” I yelled one more time as I started kicking the glass. When I could tell she had backed away, I delivered more powerful kicks. The glass cracked, sending spidery veins shooting along the surface. Sweat beaded on my forehead from the blistering heat of the flames. I kicked again.

And again.

And again.

Finally, I knocked a small hole in the glass.

Cade ran up beside me with a crowbar. “Move!”

Backing up, I swiped my palm across my forehead to keep the sweat from dripping in my eyes. He swung the crowbar, widening the hole as smoke and flames continued to billow out from the rear of the vehicle. Then he hooked the glass and yanked, a large circle of the safety glass peeling back.

“Hold up!” I yelled, stooping down as the woman began emerging from the hole. She frantically wriggled through the broken glass.

“Flanagan!” Cade yelled as he pulled her away from the burning vehicle.

Recognizing her last name, I realized that the woman who had just crawled from the wreckage was Seren Flanagan, a girl who’d been a couple of years behind Cade and me in high school.

“Is anyone else in the car?” I asked her.

“Yes!” she screeched, her hair tumbling around her shoulders. “Amber. Amber’s in the car.”

“Amber!” I yelled, my blood pumping furiously through my body as I watched the flames creep closer toward the front of the SUV.

Seren screamed as she began crying. “Get her out!”

Kicking the window, I widened the hole, giving me plenty of room to crawl into the car.

Amber, still securely fastened in the passenger seat by her seatbelt, dangled limply in the air. I tried to focus on her, well aware that the flames were gaining ground. “Release your seatbelt.”

“Just leave me,” she half-coughed, half-yelled.

Flames licked along her door.

“Release your seatbelt,” I repeated, feeling the pressure to get her out immediately.

She didn’t respond. Crawling farther into the car, I maneuvered until I could reach the release button. After a couple of tries, I finally managed to press it long enough to free her. Her weight landed on my shoulder, her body limp, and I reached out in an effort to steady myself. Shit, I didn’t know what I had grabbed but it was hot, and I jerked my hand away, losing my balance under her weight. Managing to roll her over in my arms, I positioned her feet at the hole in the windshield and supported her body as Cade reached down and helped extricate her. Once she was clear, I concentrated on getting myself out.

Amber lay on the ground, her eyes closed, her red-gold hair fanned out around her. I motioned for Cade to back up. “Get the hell away from here and call 911.”

Scooping her into my arms, I followed Cade far away from the burning vehicle, joining Seren who was still crying hysterically. I knew it was unlikely that the vehicle would blow, but I wasn’t going to take any chances. Glancing back at the SUV, I realized the flames had now engulfed the entire cab.

“Is she dead?” Seren screeched.

“She’s alive, but I’m not sure of the extent of her injuries.” I laid her on the ground, immediately feeling for a pulse in her neck. She was definitely alive. “Amber!”

Cade was on the phone with the dispatcher while I assessed the woman’s condition.

“Amber. Come on, Amber. Answer me,” I quietly urged her.

“She’s been drinking,” Seren informed me. “We were at a party, and she needed a ride home. I don’t even know her. All I know is that her name’s Amber, and she lives in a duplex close to my house. A deer ran out in front of me, and I swerved.” Her words tumbled from her mouth, a spurt of unorganized thoughts that served as her attempt to explain the situation as quickly as possible.

Her sobs stopped further conversation.

“It’s okay, Seren,” I said calmly. “Amber’s going to be fine. I want you to go over by Cade and wait with him for the emergency vehicles.”

She nodded and immediately obeyed. Hopefully, Cade could calm her down.

I closed my eyes, hoping that Seren would be okay. Blinking a few times to clear some of the irritation from the smoke, I focused on Amber. I could tell that she had minor burns on her right arm and hand, but it was the huge knot on her forehead that worried me.

“Cade,” I yelled. “Do you have any liquid?”

He turned and focused on me while he held the phone away from his ear.

“Do you have any liquid?” I repeated.

“I might have a couple of bottled waters.”

“Get them.” I turned my attention back to the girl. “Amber.”

Her eyes fluttered open, and as she focused on me, I noticed that her irises were a deep mossy green. I tried to assess her pupils, but something about her gaze drew me in and distracted me. Forcing myself to ignore the strange pull she seemed to have on me, I focused on the urgency of the moment.

Seren ran over with two bottled waters. I quickly opened them and poured them on Amber’s burns in an attempt to cool the skin. “You’re safe now.”

Her eyes closed and slowly reopened. “And what if I didn’t want to be saved?”

Now that we were away from the smoke, I could smell the alcohol on her breath. I’d helped plenty of people in emergency situations, and no one had ever asked me that. Was she suffering from a concussion or just drunk?

“Whatever it is, it can’t be so bad that you’d prefer a burning car.”

“At least then it’d be over.” Her eyes drifted closed again.

Leaning back on my heels with my hands resting on my thighs as I knelt beside her, I waited to see if she would open her eyes. She was underweight, her thin body lending an air of fragility. Something about her hopelessness called to my innate need to rescue.

I smoothed errant strands of red-gold hair away from her face, trying to decide the reason for her unresponsiveness.

“Can you tell me your name?” I asked loudly.

Her eyelids opened again. “Amber Lawson.” The fact that she answered coherently made me feel better.

“How old are you, Amber?”


“Where do you live?”

She looked at me and blinked.

“Do you know your address?”

The wail of sirens became louder as the first responders reached us. A police car pulled over to the side of the road, the ambulance not far behind him.

Turning over her care to the EMTs, I watched as the fire continued to burn, glowing brighter as the day darkened.

“Hawk,” the police officer said, walking up beside me. “Were you the first one on the scene?”

I didn’t have to look at him to know who it was. I’d been listening to that voice for most of my life. “Yeah, Cade and I just happened to be nearby doing a little target practice when we heard the wreck.”

Jace Hawkins, a rookie on the police squad who happened to be my little brother, let out a whistle. “Lucky for them, y’all were here.”

“Yeah,” I said, nodding. “I guess so.”

I briefly explained to him what happened, and he slapped me on the back. “Good job. Guess I better go talk to the passengers.”

“Seren Flanagan was driving.”

“Really?” Jace peered around me, glancing in her direction. “I graduated high school with her.”

He walked away to discuss the accident with Amber and Seren.

Glancing at the EMTs, I noticed Amber was still lying on the ground in front of them. Jace spoke to her briefly and then approached Seren. I walked back over to see what was happening with Amber.

“She okay?”

I knew both the EMTs, although I only knew their last names. Hoffman, the more experienced of the two replied, “Possible concussion. I’d say the hospital will keep her overnight at the very least.” He nodded toward Seren. “She said she’s fine. She signed an AMA.”

I wasn’t surprised that Seren had signed the Against Medical Advice form, refusing treatment. Other than a few cuts and scrapes, she seemed to have escaped injury.

As Hoffman and his partner began loading Amber onto the stretcher, she began to get distraught.

“Who’s going to take care of Gracie?” Amber asked frantically.

The EMTs fastened her in and raised the stretcher.

“I don’t have anyone here who can take care of her.”

I could hear the panic in her voice, and I laid my hand on her arm to reassure her. “Who’s Gracie? Is that your daughter?”

She shook her head. “My cat.”

“You don’t have anyone who can take care of her? A friend? A neighbor?”

Her lower lip quivered, and the forlorn look in her eyes haunted me.

“No one?” I asked, unable to mask the surprise in my voice.

She pursed her lips and shook her head.

“You’ll probably be back home tomorrow,” I assured her.

Tears filled her eyes. “I woke up late this morning, and I didn’t have time to feed her. I promised her I would be back after work. But then I got invited to the party….”

“How about a co-worker?”

Her face scrunched up, and I assumed the alcohol that she had consumed was making her more emotional than normal. “I just started two days ago. I don’t know any of their numbers.”

I knew she needed someone, but me taking care of a cat? I was highly allergic to them, and just thinking about the pet dander made my eyes water. “You want me to check on her?”

The look of relief on her face was instant. “Would you?”


“Her food is in the lower cabinet beside the refrigerator. She’ll probably go sit beside it when you go in because she’ll be expecting someone to feed her.”

Her slender fingers slid into her front pocket, and she pulled out a single key and handed it to me. After we exchanged information and she gave me her address, Hoffman loaded her into the ambulance, the red lights twirling through the increasing darkness.

I stared at the key in my hand, hoping that Gracie was one of those cats who would hide under the table when she saw a stranger. Sliding it into my front pocket as the ambulance drove away, I joined Cade and Seren who were talking to one of the firefighters.

The flames had finally been doused on the SUV, and it was a charred, wet, smoky mess.

“Guess I’m in the market for an automobile,” Seren said, a look of despair on her face as she stared at the card that Jace had given her with the police report information. She turned to us. “Thank you guys so much for getting us out of there. I’ve never been so scared in my entire life.”

Cade gave her a quick hug. “We’re just glad everything turned out okay. You need a ride home?”

“I would really appreciate it,” Seren said. “I guess we can go whenever you’re ready.”

“I’m ready. How about you, Hawk?”

“Yeah. I’ll be there in just a minute.”

Cade led Seren to the truck, and I turned back to the firefighter. His name was Bruno Wilkes, but his nickname was Mercury.

“Good job, man.” I slapped him on the back.

Mercury removed his mask. He motioned to our captain, who was standing by the pump panel on the fire engine having a discussion with the engineer. The emergency lights flickered over the scene. “Cap says you saved those two girls.”

“All in a day’s work, I guess. And Cade did just as much as I did.”

Mercury fist-bumped me. “That’s what it’s all about.”

I nodded. “Well, I’m going to head out. I just wanted to holler at you a minute.”

“All right, Hawk. See ya later.”

“Hold down the fort. Maybe we can grab a beer one night.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I walked back to Cade’s truck and opened the door. Seren scooted to the middle of the bench seat, and I climbed in, sandwiching her between Cade and me.

“You okay?” I asked her.

She exhaled loudly. “I think so. It just scared me—badly.” She reached up and turned on the cab light while she held her hand in the air, her fingers trembling violently. “I’m still shaking.”

Cade put his arm around her and gave her a squeeze. “Just take deep breaths. You’re okay. Amber’s going to be okay. That’s all that matters.”

She leaned into Cade, and he held her a moment.

I knew how she felt. As many times as I’d responded to scenes like that, I never got used to it. Adrenaline flowed through my body like a raging river. My heart raced. The panic of the moment spurred me to action, but I always felt a certain amount of terror—not for my own safety. For me, it was a job. It’s what I did. No, for me, the terror was the fear of not getting to someone who needed my help in time.

I thought about Amber. I thought about her words. And what if I didn’t want to be saved?

For someone who made it his personal mission to save every person who needed help, her words haunted me.

I wondered what had happened to her, what had made her so sad that she could even say those words out loud.

What could make someone not want to be saved?




other books in series
Wasted #1
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Ignited #2
Deceived #3 (coming 2015)
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Suzannah Daniels has had an affinity for words for as long as she can remember. She grew up in North Georgia with four brothers, so she learned at an early age to admire snakes and motorcycles. When she wasn’t pestering her brothers, she could usually be found reading or writing.

She has an Associates Degree in Electrical Engineering, but her passion is writing.

She is the author of Viking’s Embrace, a historical romance, and Ghostly Encounter, Book One of her Ghostly series (young adult paranormal romance).

Currently, she lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee with her husband and her teenage daughter. Her son lives nearby. The family pets include a Lab mix, a Basset Hound, a Shih Tzu, and a sweet, little kitty.

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