Thursday, August 27, 2015

COVER REVEAL ~~RIP by Rachel Van Dyken~~

On OCTOBER 20 Rachel Van Dyken brings you Rip a complete stand alone novel that fans of the Eagle Elite series will devour! With twists and turns you won't see coming, this dark romantic suspense will keep you on your toes and leave you screaming for more.

Pretty things aren't meant to be broken.
But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price.
I'm her nightmare.
I'm her savior.
And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul.
She doesn't remember me.
She will.
It's inevitable.
Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't.
She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite.
I bit.
I tasted.
I fell.

Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death, is your only future.

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text MAFIA to 66866!
You can connect with her on Facebook  or join her fan group Rachel's New Rockin Readers. Her website is 

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

COVER REVEAL~~All or Nothing by C.C. Wood ~~

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He ruined me. Even though I knew he was playing games, I couldn't resist him. He was under my skin, in my blood, and deep in my bones. He saved me. My life was a lie and I had no idea. He forced me to see the truth. Although it hurt, he healed me. Because of him, I was strong enough to survive.
About the author
CC Wood is a native Texan that grew up either reading or playing the piano. Years later, she’s still not grown up and doing the same things. Since the voices in her head never shut up, C.C. decided to share their crazy stories and started writing books.
Now that she has a baby girl at home, C.C.’s non-writing time is usually spent cleaning up poopy diapers or feeding the poop machine. Sometimes she teaches piano, cooks, or spends time bugging her hubby and two beagles. Follow CC on Facebook and Goodreads. She also has a website that offers special content and updates.
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Monday, August 24, 2015


Waiting for Him by Samantha Cole

18+ Adult Only Content

The Sexy Six-Pack returns with more teamwork, more suspense, and, most of all, more hot and steamy romance! 

Twelve years ago, eighteen-year-old Ben 'Boomer' Michaelson's world had fallen apart. Not only had his best friend, Alex Maier, been killed, but Alex's family had perished as well, including his seventeen-year-old sister, Katerina. The car accident occurred less than thirty-six hours after Ben and Kat had declared their love for each other, leaving him devastated at the loss of the only woman who'd ever held his heart in her hands. 

After spending the past twelve years with her father in the Witness Protection Program, Kat finds herself all alone in the world. The last thing she wants to do is put her high-school sweetheart in danger, but he's the only person she has left who she trusts with her life. They need to find out who is after her and why. She just hopes they are both still alive when the mystery is solved.

Ben, now a former Navy SEAL working for a private security company, is shocked to find his new client is a ghost from his past. He knows he can't refuse to help her, but when it's over, he will have to let her go. She deserves better than the man he's become.

Will Ben and Kat survive? Or will he once again have to bury the only woman he's ever loved?

18+ Adult Only Content
Trident Security Series:
Book 1 - Leather & Lace (Devon & Kristen)
Book 2 - His Angel (Ian & Angie)

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Saturday, August 22, 2015

Capture by Rachel VanDyken ~ Release Extravaganza

CAPTURE is the first installment in a brand new stand alone series by Rachel Van Dyken… Being an assistant to Holywood’s newest heartthrob Lincoln Greene would be hard enough without being mute, but that’s what Dani is. She hasn’t spoken since her parents’ death… This is one summer romance that you don’t want to miss!

*This is a complete stand alone with no cliffhanger*
Losing your ability to speak at the age of seventeen; it's not normal or fair.

But trauma, has a way of throwing normality out the window.

Dani lives anything but a normal life.

Her sister is married to one of the biggest names in Hollywood.

Her best friends are rockstar duo AD2.

And she has more love around her than most people experience in a lifetime.

But that doesn't change the fact their parents are dead.

Or that it's her fault.

It seems her new normal is being a mute, living on the inside, unable to actually communicate on the outside.

That is until Hollywood's newest heartthrob Lincoln Greene hires her as his assistant for the summer.

He's gorgeous, completely unavailable, and unobtainable.

But that doesn't stop her from wondering...if things were different...would he want her?

If she was whole, would he be the other half?

Safeway was packed. I sent a text over to Lincoln that I’d grab the waffle mix if he wanted to wait in line at Starbucks. I knew he was thankful. Already he was getting odd looks from people. It was in the paper that filming was taking place for the next few months, and he was a dead giveaway with his Lakers hat and Ray-Bans.
I quickly weaved through the grocery-cart traffic until I reached the pancake and waffle mixes.
He hadn’t specified what brand he wanted.
So I just picked the one that said organic, assuming that was probably what he’d want anyway.
“Dani?” a familiar male voice called. “Is it really you?”
Shivers ran down my spine as I turned and came face to face with my ex-boyfriend.
“You’re back.” He grinned, looking like an innocent boy. He looked how I should have looked at that same age… innocent, wide eyed, excited about life. “Are you going to be finishing senior year?”
I tried to speak. I wanted to so bad. I begged my stupid mouth to move. I prayed to God that I wouldn’t be embarrassed or that he wouldn’t think I was a total bitch, too good for him.
I made a croaking noise.
He frowned.
I tried again.
“Oh.” He took a step back. “You’re still sick, huh? That has to suck, not talking… have you ever tried just being better?”
Have I ever tried just being better? Light bulb! Why hadn’t I thought of that? Someone give him a prize!
“I mean…” He stepped forward. “… don’t you think it’s kind of immature to use this to get all that attention?”
Tears stung my eyes as another figure made its way down the aisle.
“Elliot, hurry up — oh…” Amanda his new girlfriend, my ex-best friend paused mid-sentence. “Dani, you’re back!”
Fake smile.
Fake boobs — compliments of her rich parents.
And by the looks of it, fake lips. Great.
“We’ve missed you.” She reached out to hug me.
I took a step back.
Rolling her eyes, she motioned to Elliot. “We gotta run, homecoming court and all that. I’m sure you would understand if you actually stopped pretending to be traumatized and went to school.”
Angry, so angry that the words wouldn’t come, I opened my mouth again. This time a weird mewling noise came out, one I’d never before uttered. I sounded like a lamb caught in someone’s fence.
Amanda burst out laughing. “Anyone ever told you that you could be an actress just like your sister? How is she, by the way? Knocked up by that movie star, what’s his name?”
“Jamie Jaymeson,” came Lincoln’s smooth voice. “We’ll be sure to let him know you said hi.” He wrapped a possessive arm around me and pulled me close to his chest. A war raged within me — lean on him like I actually needed him and was thankful for his save, or jerk away and embarrass myself more.
I leaned in.
He smelled like Starbucks coffee and leather.
“No way!” Amanda smacked Elliot in the shoulder. “You’re Lincoln Greene!”
“Yup.” He held a tight smile. “I’m sorry, and you are?”
“Friends.” Amanda blurted. “Old friends with Dani.”
“Well, that’s weird.” He shared a look with me and squeezed. “I’ve known Dani here for a while, and she’s never mentioned you. Not once.”
Amanda’s face turned bright red. “Well, she doesn’t talk, so maybe that’s why.”
Lincoln grinned tightly. “She talks.”
Oh no. What was he doing!
“But only to people extremely close to her, right, baby?” He kissed the top of my head and sighed. “Anyway, we’re late. Nice meeting you. What was your name again?”
“A-amanda.” She jutted her chin out.
“Right.” Lincoln had the whole little-people stare down like an expert. Even I flinched when he haughtily dismissed the two of them and steered me back down the aisle.
“Assholes,” he muttered under his breath as he angrily grabbed the mix from my hands then swiped his card.
“Are you a rewards member?” the checker asked.
Lincoln stared him down.
The checker swallowed slowly. “I’ll take that as a no.”
I grabbed the mix while Lincoln snatched the receipt and tugged me toward the truck. He opened my door, and I climbed inside.
He didn’t shut it.
I frowned as he braced himself against the door frame. “Are you okay?”
I shrugged.
He licked his full lips then grabbed his phone and started typing.

Linc: I’ll go back and publicly shame them both, just say the word.
Dani: Ex-boyfriend, ex-best friend. Both have ex in front of their name for a reason.

Lincoln read the text and glanced up, his eyes locking on me. “You dated that?”
I slumped down in my seat and typed in my phone.

Dani: He’s the quarterback.

Lincoln’s face twisted into a bitter smile. “I don’t give a shit. He’s an asshole.”
Dani: We all deal with grief in different ways. He loved my dad. It was hard on him losing us both.

“But you lived.” Lincoln argued.

Dani: Is that what I’m doing right now?

He didn’t answer. He stared at the text then glanced back up at me. “Jaymeson never told me. He just said you needed a job and were a selective mute. I looked it up online.” He looked embarrassed. “Beyond that, I don’t know your story. But I do know this. You lived for a reason. So what you do right now — even if it’s as simple as getting out of bed every day — it matters.”
He shut the door.
The static silence greeted me, making my body tense with a tingling awareness, almost as if someone had just pressed cold paddles to my chest and shouted, “Clear!”
“So,” Lincoln jumped into the truck, cleared his throat and started the engine. “Jaymeson said you baked. Please tell me that includes making kick-ass waffles.”
I gave a solitary nod.
“Thank God.”
And that was it.

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text MAFIA to 66866!
You can connect with her on Facebook or join her fan group Rachel’s New Rockin Readers. Her website is

Friday, August 21, 2015

Cocky Bastard

Meet Chance in COCKY BASTARD!
A standalone Contemporary Romance novel by
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Authors
Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland


Read Chapter One of Cocky Bastard HERE:

He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska.

A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive.

When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours.

My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense.

I wanted him, but Chance wouldn’t make a move. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for the cocky bastard, especially when I knew we’d be going our separate ways.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

Excerpt #1
A knock at the door made me jump.
With a huff, I got out of bed and stood on my tiptoes to look out the peephole.  Why were those things always so high on the door anyway?  I was surprised to find no one standing on the other side.  Maybe I’d imagined it.
Another knock.
I flicked on the lights. The sound wasn’t coming from the entrance door.  It was coming from an interior door I hadn’t even noticed before.
Chance’s door.
I unfastened the top lock and cracked it open just enough so I could see what he wanted.  And there he stood.
Wearing only dark gray boxer briefs that hugged him like a second skin.
It took a minute to understand what he was doing there, even though he was holding up a toothbrush in question.
“I thought we had established I wasn’t a serial killer already.”
I opened the door wider.
He smiled.
Oh lord.  Stop that.  Right now.
“I must have left my toothpaste in my saddlebag in the car.”
I swallowed hard.  “Uh huh.”
He cocked his head to the side, and his brows dipped in.  “Can I borrow yours?”
“Oh.  Yeah, sure.”
He walked past me and let himself into my bathroom.  I waited at the door.
“You got an awful lot of girly crap in here for one night,” he said with a jumbled mouth full of toothpaste from the bathroom.  “Private Collection Tuberose Gardenia.”
He was reading my Estee Lauder perfume bottle.
I heard him rinse and spit.  Then there was a gargling sound.  He used my mouthwash, too.  Sure, help yourself.
He walked out and flicked off the bathroom light.  “Is tuberose a rose?”
I shook my head, still confused by the whole situation going on.
“That’s why,” he murmured.
“Why what?”
“I couldn’t figure out what you smelled like all day.  Not sure I ever smelled a Tuberose before.”  He shrugged and walked back into his room but not before turning back.  “Even those little black lacy underwear smell like tuberose.”
My eyes bulged.  I’d taken off my bra and panties and left them on the bathroom counter.
“Relax.  I’m teasing.  Do I look like an underwear sniffer to you?”
“Night, Aubrey.” He graced me with a dimple and disappeared.
AH-BREE.  Damn him.
I locked the door and checked it twice, unclear if it was for my safety or his.  His voice saying my name was on audio replay inside my head, getting softer and softer like a soothing lullaby with each breath as I drifted off to dreamland.
Until the knock came again.

About the Authors:
Vi Keeland

 Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

  Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)

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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
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Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)

Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)

The Cole Series (2 book serial)

Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)

Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)

Standalone novels
Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)
First Thing I See
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Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

Other books from Penelope Ward
Stepbrother Dearest


Jake Undone (Jake #1)

My Skylar

Jake Understood (Jake #2)

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