vrijdag 27 maart 2015

*~* Tour ~ Promo * Excerpt * Giveaway ~ BROKEN by Cynthia Eden *~*

Broken by Cynthia Eden
Serie: Lost # 1
Releasing: March 31st, 2015


The first novel in New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden's sizzling LOST series introduces the Last Option Search Team, an elite unit that must protect the only surviving victim of a serial killer.

Ex-SEAL and LOST founder Gabe Spencer is accustomed to the unusual in his job. But when knockout Eve Gray steps into his office, he's rattled. For the mysterious woman is a dead ringer for the heiress thought to be the latest prey of the serial killer who goes by the name Lady Killer.

When Eve awoke in an Atlanta hospital, her past was a blank slate. Then she recognized her own face in the newspaper and vowed to learn the truth. Determined to confront the nightmares hidden in her mind, she never expects to find a partner in Gabe.

As Gabe and Eve work together, their explosive attraction becomes irresistible. Gabe knows that his desire for Eve is growing too strong, bordering on a dangerous obsession, but nothing pulls him away from her. And when another Eve lookalike disappears, Gabe vows to protect Eve at all costs. While Eve may have forgotten the killer in her past, it's clear he hasn't forgotten her.

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BROKEN by Cynthia Eden – Excerpt

Do you think I’m a con artist or a victim?”
I think you’re a woman who has been hurt.” No denying that. “One of my team members, Wade Monroe, is contacting the Montgomery family. We’ll get DNA from them and find out—”
If I’m Jessica.” There was hope in the words. Enough hope to break his heart.
Gabe nodded.
When will we know?”
It would take a few days, even with the strings that he could pull. “As soon as possible,” he said, not wanting to give her a specific timetable.
Thank you.” Then, just like that, she was across the car, giving him a tight hug. “Thank you.”
His arms wrapped around her, an instinctive response. She smelled faintly of flowers, a sweet scent that teased his nose, and her body was soft against his.
She tried to pull away, as if realizing what she’d just done.
For an instant he was tempted to hold her, to keep her close.
She’s a client. Focus.
He let her go, but his body ached.
I … um … I should get inside.”
Yes, she should. While he was still clutching tight to his control. The control that said he shouldn’t push her. Shouldn’t want her so much. Not when she’d already been hurt so badly.
Her fingers reached for the door.
Let me,” he said, voice rumbling, and Gabe climbed from the Jag. In seconds he was on the passenger side, opening her door for her. She rose, and her body brushed against his.
He stepped back. Distance. He seriously needed to put some distance between then. But even with some fast steps back, he could still smell that light and sexy scent that clung to her body. And he still wanted her.
Your shrink asked me a lot of questions about you,” Eve told him as she stood temptingly close.
Gabe inclined his head. “I’m sure—”
I think she wanted to know why I respond so much to you.”
Oh, hell, she’d just said … He cleared his throat even as part of his body surged in quick response to her. “It’s a tense situation, you’re—”
You don’t look at me as if I’m a victim.”
He stopped talking.
I mean, you know what I am, but you still look at me and seem to just see me … as a woman.”
Others see you the same way.” Doc Tyler sure did. Bastard.
It’s different with you,” she murmured as she stepped even closer to him. Her head had tilted back so she could look into his eyes. “I don’t know what I’ve felt for other men before.”
Why did the idea of others have his body knotting with tension?
But I know that when I see you, I want.” A hushed confession. “I just … I needed to tell you that.”
And he needed to make his self-control a hell of a lot stronger. Her lips were just inches from his, and he wanted her mouth beneath his. Wanted her lips open. Needed to taste her.
You’re the first man I’ve wanted since I opened my eyes in that hospital.”
He could actually feel his control splintering. Client. Cli—
You probably don’t want me. I—I might not be your type.”
Now her gaze had fallen, as if in embarrassment. Had she really just asked if she was his type? She was probably every damn man’s type.
But you make me feel normal again, so I had to tell you—”
His fingers curved under her chin. “Eve …”
Her smile was a little too big. Too bright. “I don’t think I can handle anything else right now, I’m …” She pulled away. Stumbled onto the sidewalk. “I just wanted to tell you how I felt,” she told him again.
Then she walked into the shelter, her steps hurried. As if she were running.
From him.
He stared after her. She wanted him.
And she was so fucking beyond his reach.


Author Info

Award-winning author CYNTHIA EDEN writes dark tales of paranormal romance and romantic suspense.
She is a New York Times, USA Today, Digital Book World, and IndieReader best-seller.

Cynthia is also a two-time finalist for the RITA® award (she was a finalist both in the romantic suspense category and in the paranormal romance category).
Since she began writing full-time in 2005, Cynthia has written over thirty novels and novellas.

Cynthia lives along the Alabama Gulf Coast. She loves romance novels, horror movies, and chocolate.

Her favorite hobbies include hiking in the mountains (searching for waterfalls) and spelunking.

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donderdag 26 maart 2015

*~* Pre-Release Blitz + Excerpt ~ Deep by Kylie Scott *~*


His laughter, it didn’t really sound the smallest bit amused. “Christ. You’re done here.”
Ah, no. I’m actually not. Now see, this is where we have a problem.” I folded my arms. Then unfolded them because like fuck I’d look defensive. He was the one in the wrong, not me. “You’re not prepared to take me, or my feelings, seriously. What you want is to hide away in Mr. Too Cool for Commitment land and just play with my affections when it suits you. Okay, I’ve accepted that. But none of that means it’s okay for you to come in here and act like you’re the boss of me. None of it.”
That so?” he asked, leaning down so that we were almost nose to nose.
That’s so, baby.” I play-punched him in the shoulder, which it should be noted, I barely came up to. Okay, so maybe the alcohol on a mostly empty stomach had made me slightly/lots braver/sillier. “So why don’t you take your little caveman jealous tantrum bullshit somewhere else. See, I do this funny thing I like to refer to as whatever the fuck I want. Understand?”
He just stared.
And as pretty as you are with your beard and your muscles, you are too damn tricky and . . . complicated and shit for me.”
I am?”
Yes, you are. Are you finally seeing my point here?”
You bet.”
Excellent. So take your hotness elsewhere, kind sir. I want no part of it!” Huh. I had so told him. Drunken bravado was the best.

Meet Ben and Lizzy on March 31st!

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Positive. With two little lines on a pregnancy test, everything in Lizzy Rollins' ordinary life is about to change forever. And all because of one big mistake in Vegas with Ben Nicholson, the irresistibly sexy bass player for Stage Dive. So what if Ben's the only man she's ever met who can make her feel completely safe, cherished, and out of control with desire at the same time? Lizzy knows the gorgeous rock star isn't looking for anything more permanent than a good time, no matter how much she wishes differently.

Ben knows Lizzy is off limits. Completely and utterly. She's his best friend's little sister now, and no matter how hot the chemistry is between them, no matter how sweet and sexy she is, he's not going to go there. But when Ben is forced to keep the one girl he's always had a weakness for out of trouble in Sin City, he quickly learns that what happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay there. Now he and Lizzie are connected in the deepest way possible...but will it lead to a connection of the heart?

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Lick (Book One)

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Play (Book Two)

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Lead (Book Three)

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Deep (Book Four)

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Kylie is a long time fan of erotic love stories and B-grade horror films. She demands a happy ending and if blood and carnage occur along the way then all the better. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

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*~* Promo Event ~ Colorado Shifters by Kristen Strassel *~*

 LION and the DOE (Colorado Shifters #1) by Kristen Strassel
Adult Paranormal Romance/Shifters

Lion and the Doe
She’s not ready to let fate decide her mate… 

For centuries, weredeer in the Colorado Mountains have met their fated partner during The Mate. They shift the autumn they’re ready to produce offspring, and spend the rest of their lives with their mate, for better or worse. 

But Daphne wants to be able to choose her own fate. In a town overrun by hunters and woods full of predators, it’s dangerous enough to be a weredeer. Yet, living in an arranged marriage seems even riskier. 

His instinct is to kill her, but he let himself get too close… 

Mountain Lions toy with their prey before killing it. Deer are their main target, and Woodland Park is ripe with choices during The Mate. Leo never expects his prey to shift to a beautiful human girl when he captures her, especially not one he’s had his eye on for a while. He can’t bring himself to hurt her, instead, he drives her wild with pleasure. But he knows he’s not her mate. 

When the lions of the mountain learn that Leo is falling for a doe, he’s forced to reveal his true nature to Daphne. Now that she knows she’s fallen for a predator, can she force herself to leave him, or will she listen to her heart and stay with Leo? 


No one in the herd expected to see me until spring, and Leo knew that. It sounded like he meant for me to stay here, with him. Yet, I was pretty sure he wasn’t one of us. Being welcome didn’t make this any less terrifying.
I didn’t know what to do. I covered myself again. Bathed in only candlelight in a tiny room made Leo look so much bigger than me. “It’s beautiful.” I meant the house, but I could have been talking about Leo as well.
Thank you.” His smile was genuine, and he stepped toward me, putting his hands on my shoulders. My whole body tensed under his touch. His thumbs worked the aching muscles in the back of my neck, and any fear I had melted like the candle on the table. “Lay down on the bed.”
Leo,” He knew so much about me, but he wouldn’t tell me what he was. Even if he was my actual mate, what he’d just suggested scared me. And no matter who he was, I’d expected to have more time before this happened. I thought at least we’d talk for a while first. All I knew about Leo was he ordered a beer with his steak. “I…I can’t.”
His hands kneaded my shoulders, and even though my brain protested, my body was on board with whatever he wanted. After all, it was matting season, and whether I liked it or not, I was clearly in heat. One more step, and he was close enough so his chest grazed mine, my nipples hardening against the rippling muscles of his stomach. His stubble brushed against my cheek as he whispered in my ear, “It’s exhausting to shift, isn’t it?”
I nodded, wanting to protest, but his fingers working my shoulders felt too good. “Are you my mate?” I’d never felt so exposed, so vulnerable in my life. “Everyone told me I’d know. But now I’m here with you, and I really don’t know if you’re….him.”
Shh.” Ignoring another question, he turned my shoulders toward the bed. “Lay down on your stomach.”
Trembling as I climbing up on the high mattress, Leo kept his hands on my back. I scooted as quickly as I could, sighing when my body settled. He sat beside me, resuming his work on my sore shoulders.
Put your arms down by your sides.” He rubbed my shoulder blades, and ran his hands down the length of my arms, back to my neck. He began working at my spine with his thumbs, each touch unraveling a tiny knot just below the surface of my skin. With tiny circles, he reached the small of my back, his fingers grazing my butt before he swept his hands back up to my shoulders, and started long strokes up and down my back. He dipped his face to my shoulder, his breath hot against my neck. “How does that feel?”
I nodded.
Tell me, Daphne.”
It feels amazing.” I was this weird combination of relaxed and on the edge, a mixture I’d never felt before, and I was afraid I’d say too much. Who was I kidding, I’d already told Leo everything. He was just making sure I went through with it. I wondered if it would give me any answers.

DOE and the HUNTER (Colorado Shifters #2) by Kristen Strassel
Adult Paranormal Romance/Shifters

Doe and the Hunter
Chloe wants to believe in fairy tales…. 

The does in the herd have shunned The Mate, thinking of it as little more than an arranged marriage. But Chloe thinks the idea of being fated to someone forever is romantic. So excited about The Mate, Chloe can’t wait until the night of the ceremony, and heads out in the forest in search of her mate.
Cane’s tired of running…. 

Everything in his life has ended badly, and there was only one place left that felt like the right place to go: his family’s cabin outside of Colorado Springs. Cane had been dreaming of the forest, and something much more primal that was begging to be let out. 

When Cane aims his rifle at a doe in the forest, he has no idea she’s exactly what he’s been looking for.

A standalone story. Mature content.


The countdown was on.
The beer sat untouched in the refrigerator, and all I could think about was kissing Cane. My hand still burned from the place he’d brought to his lips. His beard still tickled my skin. I put my other hand over it, hoping the sensation would go away, but it was no use. He was under my skin.
What do you do?” Cane set the guitar down on the floor, and he’d grown bored of watching his football game reruns. “When you’re not—”
Crashing people’s houses?” I said. He nodded.
I work at a restaurant. And go to school, but only in the spring, since I was waiting to shift.”
Cane pressed his lips together like he was going to laugh. I don’t know why he thought this was so funny, but it was infuriating. “What do you study?” he asked.
Early childhood education.” I couldn’t wait to hear what he thought about that.
You want to be a teacher?” He raised his eyebrow and I nodded. Apparently he thought that was a solid choice. “You’re really into this kid thing, aren’t you?”
Don’t you want them?” Cane’s life was drastically different than mine, but at some point, I figured he’d want to settle down and have little Canes. He couldn’t be a rock star forever, he was already questioning it.
Someday, but I want to live my life first.” He’d stopped looking at me like I was crazy, that was an improvement. “Don’t you do anything fun? You know what they say about all work and no play.”
I like swim and run. I do triathlons. And hang out with my friend Daphne. She shifted this year, too.” I’d totally forgot. Today was Halloween. “Tonight is The Mate. I’m supposed to be there, with her.”
Tears burned as they rolled down my cheeks. Cane took my hand, rubbing thumb over my fingers. “She’s going to be okay,” he assured me. “Do you want me to bring you to her?”
I pulled my hand away. “You keep trying to get rid of me.”
Cane shook his head. His hand had fallen on to my leg, and he didn’t move it. “No I’m not. You’re crazy, but I think I like you.”
Stop it.” I knew he was teasing, but still. There was only so many times I could hear it before I started to believe it. “And I think I like you, too.”
He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “It’s ten twenty-five. I haven’t had any beer. I think that deserves a quick halftime peck.”
It would be so easy to lean forward and let Cane press his lips against mine. I wondered if he tasted as good as he smelled. Minty, or would it be totally different? At least I knew he wouldn’t taste like beer. But I was already breaking a promise to myself with this bet. “No way.”
What?” Apparently Mr. Rock Star wasn’t used to hearing no.
I told you, I want to be a teacher, and if there’s one thing I can’t stand, is this trophy mentality everyone has now. Not everyone can get a prize just because they tried.”
Is that right?” Cane rubbed his lips together. He had to be doing that on purpose.
Yes.” The next fourteen hours were going to be absolute torture. “I believe in rewards based on performance. You can’t just show up and expect a prize. You need to complete the task.”
Cane leaned back and ran his fingers through his hair. “Chloe, you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.”

COUGAR and the LION (Colorado Shifters #3) by Kristen Strassel
Adult Paranormal Romance/Shifters

Cougar and the Lion
Arielle Owens is forty, curvy, and looking for a change. 

As the only werecougar in the pride who has yet to find her mate, she feels more and more distant from her pride, and worst of all—her cougar nature. When Ari's sister buys her a personal training package for her birthday, she'll do just about anything to get out of it, but when she meets her new trainer, suddenly fitness doesn't seem so daunting.

Ten years ago Dylan Wylde was a weak and afraid werelion when he left Woodland Park. Now he's returned to work as a personal trainer, but he's also got something to prove to his estranged twin brother, Leo, the traitor who mated with a doe. When Dylan's first client at the gym turns out to be a werecougar, he makes it his mission to help her rediscover the untamed shifter inside her, but soon finds himself crossing a line that could have consequences for them both.

Rules have been broken. Traditions ignored. And when the mate is forever, no challenge can ever be ignored.


Reinvention looked more like a spa than a gym. Or maybe a multi-level marketing recruitment center. I wasn’t sure I was in the right place.
You must be Arielle.” I recognized the receptionist from her voice. “We have some paperwork for you to fill out. Don’t fill out the weight or body fat percentage, we’ll take care of that.” She handed me a clipboard. “Ellen will be right with you.”
They wanted to know everything. Workout and eating habits, I expected. Medical history, I could understand. But the questions about my relationship status and my hobbies? Ellen was going to be able to masquerade as my BFF. I hoped she had a sense of humor, or else this was never going to work.
Arielle Owens?” a deep voice that couldn’t possibly belong to anyone named Ellen called out. The volume level was totally unnecessary, I thought as I finished the last question, since I’d already checked in and I was the only one sitting—
Holy shit.
I looked up in open-mouthed shock at the man who leaned in the doorway. One of his bearded cheeks rose in a grin. He’d tied his long, dirty blonde hair up in some sort of knot on top of his head. His shoulders spanned much of the doorway. His T-shirt, slightly damp from whatever he’d been doing before he came out to me, clung to the chiseled muscles on his chest and abdomen. He hooked one arm up over his head, and the shirt rode up. I couldn’t take my eyes off of that strip of exposed skin…the little line of hair that ran from his belly button, disappearing into his shorts…
What’s the matter?” he asked, frowning.
They told me I was meeting someone named Ellen.” I stumbled over more than one word in that sentence. My cougar was waking up from her hibernation in a daze.
Oh! I’m Dylan.” He laughed, walking over and holding out his hand to me. All right, I wasn’t expecting a smoking hot trainer. This was a curveball, but I could still play it cool. At least I knew he could get my heart rate up. He squeezed my hand. “Ready to get to work?”
Ready as I’ll ever be.” I followed him into his office in the back. His scent, pine and fresh snow, overwhelmed me in the small space. He was a lion, he had to be. I purred, then coughed to cover it up.
He still had a tower of cardboard boxes in the corner of his office. I remembered the receptionist saying he’d just moved here from LA. Dylan had taken the time to pin photos up on his corkboard. I squinted at them, trying to get a feeling for who this guy was, since he was going to know everything about me as soon as he read that paperwork. Pictures of him smiling with a lot of different people, some on a motorcycle, and some of him on a surfboard. Shirtless. Those were my favorite.
I was almost done filling out the paperwork when you came for me,” I said. “I didn’t get to the part about the prom dates, but in case you really need to know, Jimmy Carroll took me to my senior prom.”
Dylan looked up from the paperwork and smirked. “But what color was his tux?”
White.” I shook my head. Poor Jimmy. I’d seen him wear that same freaking tux at a bonding ceremony a few years ago. “It was 1993.”
Tragic.” Dylan pushed the clipboard aside and turned to me. “The reason we ask about spouses and relationships is because we want to know how many peoples’ bad habits we have to break. I see that you live alone, so I’ll be able to lay down the rules pretty easily.” I may have sucked in a sharp breath as Dylan stood up. “Moment of truth time.”
He motioned to the scale. “Really?” I squeaked. The absolute last thing on earth I wanted to do was have this gorgeous man weigh me. “Can’t we just ballpark it? Agree that it’s bad and move on from here?”
Absolutely not, Arielle.” Dylan raised an eyebrow. I liked the way his eyes sparkled when he was amused. At least he appreciated my sense of humor. This could still work. “And after this, I’m going to check your body fat percentage.”
You can call me Ari,” I grumbled as I slid out of my sneakers and took off my earrings before I stepped on the scale. Every little bit counted. “And I thought I was going to like you.”
Some days you’re going to love me, and some days you’ll hate me,” he teased as he adjusted the weights on the scale. “I’m totally prepared for that.”

About the Author:

Kristen shares a birthday with Steven Tyler and Diana Ross. She spends each day striving to be half as fabulous as they are. She’s worn many hats, none as flattering as her cowboy hat: banker, retail manager, fledgling web designer, world’s worst cocktail waitress, panty slinger, now makeup artist and author. She loves sunshine, live music, the middle of nowhere, and finding new things to put in her house. 

woensdag 25 maart 2015

*~* Cover Reveal + Giveaway ~ Make Me Believe by Karen Ferry *~*

Title: ”Make Me Believe”
Author: Karen Ferry
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: Mid 2015

Cover Designer: LM Creations


Sometimes, a chance meeting is just the push you need in order to break free from the darkness within…
My name is Emma, I’m 23, and I’ve never been kissed. I’m no virgin…But kissing is too intimate, too intense, and I don’t want that – not ever. I like sex, though, and most of my hook-ups don’t seem to mind the no-kissing part.
But then I meet Daniel, who’s such a geek, and definitely not the kind of guy I’d normally take an interest to. He’s the shy, quiet type, but with such a charming smile, and he makes my heart race – something I’ve never experienced before.
Daniel has his own issues to work through, and I know my hardened heart shouldn’t melt when he looks at me. I really shouldn’t be falling for him, either, but somehow, he manages to tear down my walls, and I’m scared…because once he learns my secrets, he’ll want nothing to do with me.
All I know is that Daniel makes me feel things that I have never felt before – but do I dare let down my walls and confide in him?
Will I let him be my first kiss?
This is my story, and I’ll reveal everything in my own sweet time…
Just don’t expect all the hearts-and-flowers stuff.
Life is messy, and mine is no different…

***Due to possible ‘triggers’ and adult situations (yes, there is lots of sex in this book) it is not recommended to persons under the age of 18.


Karen Ferry is a thirty-something writer, wife to a quiet, laidback man, and mother to a gorgeous, stubborn, redheaded girl who keeps her parents on their toes.
Karen tends to have a short fuse if she does not get a proper caffeine fix first thing in the mornings, but she is, in fact, a gentle person deep down.
Karen loves Italian food and wine, travelling, and spending time with her family. When she is not writing, she reads – her favourite genres are New Adult, Contemporary Romance, Erotica and Romantic Suspense. She can never get enough of romance. Or of too many book boyfriends, either.
Even though Karen is Danish, she has always felt more at ease writing stories in English, and she has not read a book in her native tongue in over ten years.

She can be very outspoken and a complete fan girl of other authors online but will, in fact, be very shy once she meets you in person.

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