jueves, 28 de julio de 2016

New Release and Review: K.P. Haigh - Only Fools Jump

Title: Only Fools Jump
Author: K.P. Haigh
Release Date: July 28, 2016
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Only fools jump...and Zoey Porter is no fool. At least not anymore. One tiny mistake when she was eighteen led to two very real consequences—the kind that keep you up all night and demand breakfast in the morning.
The only thing Zoey has time for these days is dry shampoo, energy bars, and that magical photo filter that erases the circles under her eyes.
So when Elliott MacCallister knocks on the door like a #nofilternecessary god, Zoey knows she’s in serious trouble.
With Elliott as the newly-minted resident of her boss’s pool house, keeping her distance is easier said than done.
Time to stock up on wine, cookies, and a portable fan. This summer just got complicated.
Only Fools Jump is like cotton candy for your soul—light and sweet. It’s a full length, standalone romantic comedy. It’ll be impossible to stop smiling after you devour this perfect summer read.

Recommended for 18+ due to language and some sexual content.


                                  
                                       

I had the opportunity to read OFJ the debut novel of the indie author K.P. Haigh.
Althought this book it was a fun and light read, I had mixed emotions because there were moments when I felt the book wasn't doing it for me.
I don't know if it was like that because I felt like the funny parts where a little forced or because I am a non native english speaker and I still need to learn a lot of american jokes.

The plot was a good one, I love how K.P. tell us the story about a single mom with two adorable daughters, how she's trying to make a good life for her and her daughters and also how she unexpectedly finds herself falling for her brother's boss.
One thing I would say is that at the beggining the poor Zoey needed to relax a little bit! I think is normal to like a hot guy even after "she pushed two monkeys out of that unreasonably small opening in her southern hemispehere", words by herself.
The character of Elliot was an interesting one, the interaction between them was something sweet to see. I respect that Elliot gave her the space she needed to decided where she wanted to come along between their relationshinp and her daughters.

Overall I think this was a sweet funny romcom that could have been better developed. I feel there are some parts like Elliot's and Zoey's daughters relationship that I think it would have been good if I could have read about more interactions between them, it was focused in the romance of the couple (nothing bad at all) but I guess for me it would have been lovely to see, I was expecting a little more from Zoey (regarding her personality). I definitely believe we will see more from K.P. and I would like to be there in every step to see how she grows more and give us incredible books!

I received and arc copy in exchange of an honest review

Elliott finally looks back at me from his spot near the glass door that faces the marbled water. For someone who looks so put together, who comes off as confident and relaxed, there’s something tucked deep in there that’s broken. I wish I could fix it. I wish trying to fix it wasn’t such a risky proposition.

“I don’t think there was very much about what I did that was brave.” He shakes his head. “I just ran fast—from things, toward things—until I couldn’t any more, and now I’m here, crashing at my sister’s pool house.”

I never would have guessed that hidden under that easy bravado was shame, but it’s as clear as the crease between his eyebrows. I want to press my lips to that wrinkled sliver of skin, but life isn’t a fairytale. I can’t make his problems disappear with a kiss. Whatever they are, he’s going to have to work through them piece by piece.

I know a little something about that deep-in-the-trenches work. “It’s not as bad as the voice in your head is telling you it is.”

Elliott wraps his hand around the back of his neck and strains his head back with a deep exhale. “You don’t know that.”

I shake my head in disagreement. “Whatever it is, I know you’re a good person.”

Elliott’s eyebrow ticks up and his gaze intensifies. I feel like I might disintegrate.

“Even if I am, I don’t always do the right thing.” His voice is husky, and I get the feeling we’re not talking about the problems that led him here any more.

I blink quickly. Maybe I’m imagining it. “What makes you say that?”

“I think about you more than a good person should.”

My mouth goes completely dry. I’m not imagining it. I should run away from this conversation, like I’m the virgin in a horror film. They always get screwed—and not in a good way—but I’m drawn in. I can’t stop myself.

“You do?” It’s as much a confirmation as it is a question.

Elliott pushes off against the door frame and takes a step toward me, his hand still wrapped behind his head.

“Yeah, I do.” He swallows slowly. “I like you. A good person would walk away and leave you alone, but I’m two steps away from kissing you—and damn, I really want to.”



K.P. Haigh joined the adult world as a project manager. After spending years in spreadsheets, she put her love of blank notebooks to good use and started spinning words into love stories.

In a perfect world, K.P. would have a never-ending supply of coffee, carbs, and sticky notes. She corners the market on ridiculous facial expressions and is happiest when she's cooking for people or making them laugh.

She’s always up for crispy French fries and can’t wait for self-driving cars to take over the world so she can read on her way to everywhere.

K.P. lives in Seattle with the man who loves her crazy and their son, who inherited half of it.

miércoles, 27 de julio de 2016

Cover Reveal: Penny in London by Fisher Amelie



Today I'm honored to share with you the cover reveal of Penny in London by Fisher Amelie




SYNOPSIS
You know how everyone says when one door closes another one opens? At the time, you find this statement obnoxious as all get out because a) you don’t really know what the future holds, it certainly hasn’t been a cakewalk so far, and b) the thought of change is unbearable. You feel like your life is falling apart and everyone around is feeding you clichés like they’re made out of kale or quinoa or whatever the trend health food is right now. You don’t want kale clichés, you want double-chocolate fudge realisms, and you want them now. You just want things the way they were, but then something happens, a moment, an instant that sets you out on a path toward happiness you never knew could exist, and suddenly you think, huh, I don’t think I want double-chocolate fudge anymore. I think I’m in the mood for this heaping serving of strawberry cheesecake sitting in front of me…with a side of kale. And a pair of split pants, but we won’t get into that right now.


Graham Glenn may have tossed her in, but Oliver Finn made her feel again.

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Penny in London releases August 1st!

 



Fisher Amelie resides in the South with her kick ace husband slash soul mate. She earned her first 'mama' patch in 2009. She also lives with her Weim, 'Jonah', and her Beta, 'Whale'. All these living creatures keep the belly of her life full, sometimes to the point of gluttony, but she doesn't mind all that much because life isn't worth living if it isn't entertaining, right?

Fisher grew up writing. She secretly hid notebooks and notebooks of dribble in a large Tupperware storage container in her closet as a kid. She didn't put two and two together until after college where it suddenly dawned on her, "Hey, I like writing". She's a bit dense. "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are. Put down that Oreo, your butt can't take any more." "You're rude." "Yeah, yeah." Anyway, she likes to write and has finally beaten her self-esteem into submission enough to allow herself to be scrutinized under the 'other readers' microscope. "No! No! Not a cover slip! Last time it gave me a ra...." (mumbling)

Rescue Fisher from her metaphorical specimen slide at www.fisheramelie.com

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jueves, 21 de julio de 2016

Only Fool Jumps by K.P. High - Cover Reveal

Title: Only Fools Jump
Author: K.P. Haigh
Release Date: July 28, 2016
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Only fools jump...and Zoey Porter is no fool. At least not anymore. One tiny mistake when she was eighteen led to two very real consequences—the kind that keep you up all night and demand breakfast in the morning.
The only thing Zoey has time for these days is dry shampoo, energy bars, and that magical photo filter that erases the circles under her eyes.
So when Elliott MacCallister knocks on the door like a #nofilternecessary god, Zoey knows she’s in serious trouble.
With Elliott as the newly-minted resident of her boss’s pool house, keeping her distance is easier said than done.
Time to stock up on wine, cookies, and a portable fan. This summer just got complicated.
Only Fools Jump is like cotton candy for your soul—light and sweet. It’s a full length, standalone romantic comedy. It’ll be impossible to stop smiling after you devour this perfect summer read.
Recommended for 18+ due to language and some sexual content.
On sale for $0.99 for a limited time!
“Can I get you anything? Water, tea, soda?” I hear myself asking. Chalk it up to my automatic response system for houseguests. He might murder me with an ice pick in a second, but at least I offered him a beverage.
“I’ll have a Gatorade. I’m sure Sam keeps some stashed in there. Thanks.” Another point in his favor: Samantha totally does keep Gatorade in the fridge—it’s the only non-organic, high-sugar thing in there.
I walk over to the fridge and make the mistake of looking at Elliott on my way over. He’s smiling at me, and I notice he has a single dimple on his right cheek. It’s like the universe knew giving him two dimples would be unfair to the rest of us.
Ahh. I need to focus. “Okay, so how are you going to prove you’re really who you say you are? Do you happen to have a DNA test in your back pocket?”
And what fine pockets they are. His jeans are the perfect cross between hipster slim and boringly straight. He’s obviously well-acquainted with the inside of a gym because I can see the outline of his quads through the dark denim all the way from here.
Elliott’s eyes lock onto mine when I finally make it back up to his face. His eyebrows tick upward. Yup, I’m pretty sure he realizes I was just checking out his denim—and everything underneath it. I open the fridge door and stick my head in while my cheeks turn hot pink.
K.P. Haigh joined the adult world as a project manager. After spending years in spreadsheets, she put her love of blank notebooks to good use and started spinning words into love stories.
In a perfect world, K.P. would have a never-ending supply of coffee, carbs, and sticky notes. She corners the market on ridiculous facial expressions and is happiest when she's cooking for people or making them laugh.
She’s always up for crispy French fries and can’t wait for self-driving cars to take over the world so she can read on her way to everywhere.
K.P. lives in Seattle with the man who loves her crazy and their son, who inherited half of it.

Review and New Release: Provocative by Alex Lucian

This gorgeous book is finally LIVE!

Provocative.eBook


Series: Tempting #3 
Release Date: July 21st 
Cover Designer: Najla Quamber Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography Cover Model: Denise Emilia

Synopsis:

Coming home to a quiet, dark house. Meals by myself, because she was already done. Excuses and apologies, they were never enough. But even with that, when I touched her—when she arched under me and pulled me deeper— we couldn’t get back to where we needed to be. Where we used to be. It was all frustration. Loneliness. Loss.  Because even though she was no longer my student, the chemistry was always there. Adele and I loved each other. We thought we were unshakeable. But love isn’t always enough. It wasn’t enough when I constantly disappointed her. It wasn’t enough when loss cleaved us in two. And when she left me, love was not enough. She didn’t know yet that I’d never stop fighting for her. But she would. **Author’s note- Let’s be real clear that this is BOOK TWO of a duet, and you’re going to want to read Tempting before you read this one. Adele and Nathan started their story in that book, and you’ll get the same sex, fighting, and cursing that you did in the first. But if you want it to make sense, read Tempting first. If any of that offends you, please avoid them both.**


Waiting for this book was torture, but reading it... I felt many emotions that when I finished I was staring at my Kindle wondering how the heck I was going to recover once again after reading Alex's words.

Since I read Tempting it's been a journey to discover the world's that Alex create, I can't stress enough how much I love his books, and how much I love student/teacher romances. Man, he always does it. It's like magic pouring out of your Kindle filling your heart and body.

The journey with Nathan and Adele's story continues in Provocative. Tempting for me was amazing but didn't have closure and I was waiting anxiously to read more about them. And my mind was blown away... Because if I felt everything in Tempting, Jesucristo, I barely breathed devouring this book.

This time we can see how their relationship grow and how the dynamic changes. I was used to their lustful stares and hot chemistry, I was used to see them being discreet about their relationship. The honeymoon phase where they couldn't keep their hands to each other... the realization that they couldn't live without a future together... And don't get me wrong because they still love hard, but this time Life says hi from the distance and enters the bubble where they were living.

Nathan's job, Adele's studies, the loneliness of this gorgeous fierce lady. So many things added at this that they needed to reevaluate what they were doing. I'm very aware that you can't fall in a status quo once you're in a relationship... that can kill everything, so that's why they had to fight for each other once again. This time it wasn't to keep secrets, this time was to establish that they were going to last forever and that sometimes we need to fight to keep our loved one by our side (if you know what I mean, I'm not saying fight literally).

The characters and the story was incredibly written, and once again Alex gave me such strong characters. I love his words because he can give you love, angst, and so many emotions that you feel like another person in the story.

I'm glad I had the opportunity to read this book and I hope you take a chance on this.


I received an arc copy in exchange of an honest review
 

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Tempting, Tempting Book 1.

Beguiling, Tempting Book 2.


Alex Lucian is an author living on the eastern coast of the United States who appreciates being anonymous, for personal and professional reasons. Tempting is Alex's first novel, followed by Beguiling and Provocative.

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jueves, 9 de junio de 2016

New Release and Review: To Hate Adam Connor by Ella Maise

Title: To Hate Adam Connor
Author: Ella Maise
Release Date: June 9, 2016
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So you may ask, who is Adam Connor? He is the recently divorced, Academy Award-winning actor who just moved in next door with his kid. He also happens to be an exquisite male specimen and the most infuriating sly bastard I’ve ever come across.
Let’s be honest here, wouldn’t you wanna take a peek over the wall to catch a glimpse of him, hopefully when he is naked? Wouldn’t you melt away after watching him work out as his five-year-old kid cheered him on? Do I even have to mention those abs, the big bulge in his pants, or that arm porn? Oh, wait, you would never spy on him? Sure…
While I was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulder—or maybe a boob or two—to cry on (y’know, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. Jail, people! He was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.
After that day, I was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. So what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? I can’t be held responsible for that. And when was the last time he’d kissed anyone anyway? Who’d enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?
Even if he and his son were the best things since sliced bread—and I’m not saying he was—I couldn’t fall for him. No matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldn’t let us be. I wasn’t a damsel in distress—I could save myself, thank you very much—but deep inside, I still hoped Adam Connor would be the hero of my story.
“What is this?” he asked as his hand smoothed his wet T-shirt. He lifted his hand and shook off some of the water. We’d gotten him good. My eyes followed his hand because, oh Lord, I could see the outline of his abs and those pecs…Jesus. What a glorious view. He took a step forward, and I took a step back.
“Don’t come any closer.” I raised the gun.
He stopped, the expression on his face making my lady parts purr. Those eyes…goddamnit, those eyes!
“We’re cheering Aiden up,” I explained as I backed away from him since it didn’t look like he intended to stop.
“We? Looks to me like I’m the one doing all the work.”
“Well, you are the one who made him sad after all. It’s just a little water, Mr. Hotshot Movie Star, you won’t melt away.”
“I think you will—”
I didn’t let him finish and blasted him with more water, right on his crotch.
He stopped speaking and looked down at his now wet pants. When he glanced up at me with a raised eyebrow, I braced the gun at my hip and shrugged.
“Run, Lucy. Run for your life,” he murmured and then lunged at me. I saw him throw away his gun and before he could get to me, I turned around and ran.
“Incoming!” I yelled, letting Aiden know his dad was coming out. Another blast of water hit Adam’s face just before he could catch me. His fingers touched my arm, but with my ninja skills, I squealed and managed to slip away from him and the tingles his hand caused every freaking time he touched me.
Since my gun was empty, I reached for the fifth gun we’d hidden in the backyard and hit Adam from the other side.
Adam advanced toward Aiden, and he jumped up and ran away, laughing and screaming.
“Daddy, you can’t catch us!”
“Oh, trust me, I will.”
“You’re all wet now! We got you!”
“When I get my hands on you two, you’ll be singing a different tune.”
Adam pretended to catch Aiden, but then let him skirt away from him.
“You’re not catching Lucy! Catch Lucy!” Aiden screamed as he eyed his father to guess which way he’d run next.
“Hey now!” I yelled, but it was too late, my water gun jammed—the stupid thing. Before I could figure out what was wrong with it and fix it quickly, Adam quickened his steps and almost caught me.
Dropping the gun, I twisted away from him, but I was too slow. His arm sneaked around my waist, and he caught me just as I’d started running away. His chest cushioned my fall and I grunted with the force he drew me to himself. He circled his arms around me and whispered into my ear.
“Thank you for making him laugh, Lucy. But…”
I didn’t melt, nor did my heart quicken. Not at all. Zilch. I didn’t like him very much after all.
“I’m afraid I have to take you down. Aiden!” he shouted, and Aiden appeared in front of us, holding his weapon high.
“Aiden! Man down! Help me, little human!” I shouted.
“Let her go, Daddy!”
“Come and get her if you want her so much,” Adam replied, and his arms gave me a light squeeze as he leaned down and secretly pressed his lips against my neck.
The son of a bitch!
“I’ll save you, Lucy!”
Feeling free, safe, and happy, I dropped my head back on Adam’s shoulder and our eyes met. The smile that was stretching my lips slowly disappeared when I saw the look in his eyes.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit!
“You can’t look at me like that,” I whispered as he slowly backed us up. Despite all the cold water I’d shot at him, his body was surprisingly warm against my back. And firm. And mouthwatering. And heart-quickening.
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not supposed to like you.”
The smile he gave me was soft and then suddenly his fingers were laced with mine against my chest. “But I like you very much, Lucy.”
And just like that, before I could curse him, there was cold water all over my face.
“Aiden!” I sputtered as Adam’s chest shook with laughter.
“I’m shooting at him, Lucy! You’re in my way!”
“Aim at his face!” I yelled back.
“He got you!”
“He is right,” Adam repeated his son’s words. “I think I got you.”
“Think again,” I muttered and gave him a pitiful push with my elbow. And then another. I was pretty sure I hurt myself more than I did him. Pathetic, I know…
He pulled me and we were falling back, and darn it, but I was still in his arms and couldn’t find it in me to complain.
We fell back into the pool with a big splash, and Adam let go of me. I swam back to the surface and gasped for air. As soon as Adam’s head was above the water, Aiden started spraying him with more water. I joined his son and splashed him as much as I could.
Adam lifted his arm and wiped the water off his eyes. After a mock growl, he yelled, “I’m coming for you, Aiden.”
I looked behind me to see Aiden squealing and running back inside the house. It was a good thing he’d remained fairly dry; I would’ve bet the hardwood floors and all those soft carpets had cost Adam some good money. When I turned my head back and saw Adam slowly swimming toward me, I panicked and tried my best to get away from him until my back hit the edge of the pool.
Adam dropped a little under water until all I could see were those glittering green eyes. Then before I could control my heavy breathing and give my heart a good shake so it could get itself together, he was on me. His arms held on to the edge and trapped me in between his body and the tiled wall of the pool.
“First, you,” he said and my eyes dropped to his mouth. He wasn’t breathing as hard as I was, but he didn’t look all that calm either. “You have anything to say? Maybe an apology so I’ll take it easier on you?” he asked and my eyes jumped up to his.
“Why would I apologize?”
“For ambushing me.”
I tilted my head and tapped at my lips a few times with my index finger. “Nope.”
“Good.”
And just like that his lips were on mine. I grunted and tried to push his chest off me, but then his hands grabbed one of mine from between us and laced our fingers again.
Damn him.
Damn him and his skillful tongue that had just pushed its way into my mouth.
I’m an avid reader. Therefore, a big dreamer. I love nothing more than to escape real life to find those very few magical moments in a book. I love how it has the power of stealing your worries away, putting a smile on your face, and of course sometimes making you crush on fictional characters. If I can manage to do even one of those things for a reader, I will be a happy writer.
Publishing my debut novel, I’m Yours is the scariest thing I’ve probably ever done before. However, it is also by far the most exciting thing. I can only hope to become a better writer with each new book.
My beautiful girl (A Golden Retriever) is my sunshine all year around, but I still prefer Fall over any other seasons. Danishes, In&Out Burger, Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream, and Peanut Butter M&M’s will always stay as my guilty pleasures, and they can also double as bribes!

martes, 7 de junio de 2016

F*cking Awkward an antology!

F*cking Awkward
A Romantic Comedy Anthology 
— BLURB —
Romance done right is full of beautiful and awe-inspiring sex, where the only noises are gasps of pleasure, and changes of position happen smoothly and effortlessly. But what happens when it all goes wrong? 

This collection of short stories will bring you back to the real world, where you laugh to keep from crying, because sometimes, it's just F*cking Awkward!

— AUTHORS — 
Taryn Plendl
A.D. Justice
Ahren Sanders
Aly Martinez
Amanda Maxlyn
B.A. Wolfe
Brooke Blaine
Brooke Page
Carey Heywood
Christine Zolendz
CM Foss
Dina Littner
Ella Frank
Heather C. Leigh
HJ Bellus
K. Langston
Laura Ward
Lex Martin
Liv Morris
Mel Ballew
RE Hunter
Stacy Kestwick
Tiffany Aleman
Trudy Stiles


— PURCHASE for only 99CENTS 

All profits from digital sales will be going to The Bookworm Box to distribute to their monthly charity!


Dear reader: 
Congratulations on purchasing the Awkward Sex Anthology! A bunch of amazing authors in a group called FTN (We could tell you what this means, but then we'd have to kill you) got together to write the most awkward sex scenes you could imagine, all for charity. You might be thinking to yourself, "I can't believe I just bought a book called F*cking Awkward" and I'm here to tell you, it's much better than the titles that were rejected: 

F*cking Toasters 
F*cking Goats 
F*cking a Box of Captain Crunch 
F*cking a T-Rex While Playing the Trumpet 
F*cking My Best Friend's Neighbor's Stepsister's Starbucks Manager While Wearing a Toga 
F*cking a Toga 

I'm just kidding! Nobody wrote a story about f*cking a goat! It was a wombat, actually, and no one pressed charges, so it's fine. The author is fine, the wombat is fine, EVERYONE IS FINE AND I DIDN'T NEED THERAPY SO STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT. 
Did you know that six out of every seven people in the entire world have experienced an awkward sexual encounter? It's true. I've done extensive research. And by extensive, I mean I did a poll of all the adults in my house - 2 dogs, 3 cats, and my husband and I. I'm pretty sure my dog Fat Ralph was lying when he told me he'd never experienced anything awkward during sex, but he had his nuts cut off when he was six weeks old and is still quite bitter about the whole thing and threatens me with a dog bone shank whenever we chat about sex, so I think it's 4 best if I stop questioning him about the time I found him in the backyard with a jar of peanut butter, two frogs and the neighbor's cat wearing pasties. 

The cat was the one wearing pasties, FYI, not Fat Ralph. That would just be weird. 

So, grab some booze, sit back, and enjoy these hilariously awkward sex scenes. Give yourself a pat on the back for purchasing a book for charity and another one for never experiencing something as crazy as what you're about to read. Unless you have. In that case, it's okay to cry and rock back and forth in the corner screaming, "IT WAS ONLY THAT ONE TIME AND I HAD NO IDEA I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO PUT THAT CUCUMBER THERE!" Six out of seven of us totally understand. Except for Fat Ralph. He's totally judging you right now. 

XO Tara Sivec