Monday, February 29, 2016

Cover Reveal~ The Shattered Duet by Alexis Noelle

Title: The Shattered Duet
Novels Included: Shattered Innocence (Shattered #1) 
Shattered Lives (Shattered #2)
Author: Alexis Noelle
Genre: Adult Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2016
Cover Design: Cassy at Pink Ink Designs


Shattered Innocence (Shattered#1)
I’ve always been on my own and determined to make something of myself. I was the first person in my family to go to college, but I might not be here for long. It’s expensive and I’m broke. Just when I think I have no other options, a whole new world is opened up to me. A world full of depravity and scandal, one that most people would judge me for if they knew I was involved in it.
Damon Shaw has just been assigned to take over the day-to-day operations of the service. He’s absolutely insufferable, and making my life a living hell. He thinks he can control me, but little does he know no one has ever been able to do that.
Shattered Lives (Shattered #2)
What I did to her is unforgivable.
I shattered her completely.
I did it knowing I was wrong the entire time.
Now that I’m here and she is within my reach, I still can’t resist her. My enemy is still lurking and more threatening than ever before. I won’t allow any harm to come to her. I need her to forgive me, and to let me in again.
I need her to be mine.
**The Shattered Duet is for mature audiences only—strong language, and explicit sexual content are apparent.**


Alexis Noelle lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with her husband, and three kids. On top a writing career, she is a full-time student and a full-time mom. She loves spending time with her kids, although she has to hide the computer from them when she is writing! She love being active and being outdoors, especially if it involves any kind of shopping.
She has always been passionate about writing. She loves to read romance books and feels like being able to lose yourself in a book is one of the more exciting aspects. The books she loves to read and write will be ones that make you feel for the characters. Ashley believes that you should have an opinion on every character in a book whether you love them, hate them, or think they are up to something.She also believes that the most important critic is your reader, so she loves to hear from the readers. She want her fans to be open & talk to her about what they want for the characters in the story, and what they would like to see happen.

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Cover Reveal ~ A Mess of A Man by A.M. Hargrove & Terri E. Laine

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Social Butterfly PR is proud to team up with 
A.M. Hargrove & Terri E. Laine 
to share their cover for A Mess of a Man 
releasing March 21, 2016!

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A Mess of a Man Synopsis

Womanizer, Man Whore, Player, Heartbreaker are all familiar names to Ben Rhoades. He prefers Money Man or Sex God, but he doesn’t let other people’s opinions rule him. And he’s only gotten worse without his compass, his best friend, whose devastating death at a young age has taught him a valuable lesson about not getting too close to anyone … ever. Until one smart and stubborn woman with eye-catching curves throws him for a loop and refuses to be tamed. Samantha Calhoun has her life on track even after the shattering break-up with the guy she’d thought she’d wanted to marry. With her chin held high, she focuses on her career, building her business and making a success of it all. Only a chance meeting has her lost in a set of alluring steel gray eyes that have her steps faltering and her heart leaping out of her chest. Forewarned by not-so-flattering rumors plus his no-holds-bar rules, she tries desperately to play his game while guarding her heart. Only they have no idea of the journey they’re about to undertake when their lives collide. Ultimately they’ll tackle the biggest test of their lives because she is his game changer. The one, who through the ensuing wreckage, can domesticate the mess of a man that he is.

  a mess of a man cover reveal teaserA Mess of a Man Excerpt 

 There is finality to the sound of the door closing behind her. A sort of tormenting peace knowing the end has come. It’s not like I should have expected things to go on this way for long. How could they? I stare holes in the walls as if I can still see her, the one woman I let in. Sweeter than peach cobbler, she hardly has a bad thing to say about anybody—until now. Her parting description of me, beginning with ass and ending with hole, reverberates through my hollow heart, as I stand here rooted to my spot. I’m not even shocked, as this isn’t the first time I’ve been on the receiving end of that sentiment. I’m only surprised because I don’t think I’ve ever heard her so much as mutter a single curse word before. And the first time I do, it’s aimed squarely at me. My hands tighten around a tumbler filled with amber liquid before I toss back its contents hoping for oblivion or something close to it. This road is so familiar. Only this time is different. I never cared like I do now. She means more to me than a quick fuck. Hadn’t I been about to tell her just that? How could things have gone wrong so fast? Don’t be a dumbass. You can still fix this. Instead, I stubbornly stay embedded to my spot because nothing can change the outcome. It’s a truth she and I know will haunt me until my last breath. And it’s created a wall between us I’m unable to climb … even if you gave me a damn ladder. I’ve never been much of a risk-taker when it comes to matters of the heart. I can fill a bank account with a number having many zeros behind it from my astute choices in the market. But I can’t be a man a woman stays with. Hadn’t I warned her about that too? Unable to see past my own shitty existence, I long for her to come back. I want to believe it’s all been some kind of mistake and I can forget what I know to be true. As the seconds continue to tick by, the inevitability that things are really over sinks in. My window of opportunity quickly closes as fast as her car door slams and the engine fires to life. She’s so close, yet miles away. The longer I let the minutes expand between us I know distance won’t make the heart grow fonder. But maybe it’s for the best. Love, or whatever masquerades as it, just isn’t enough for the dirty, fucked up truth. Right when things were better than I ever expected, facts messed it up. Groaning, I launch the crystal glass worth a small fortune at the door I can’t seem to force myself towards. A beautiful show of light plays off the shards as they cascade down in an explosion of fireworks. Visually, it’s what I feel inside as desolation constricts and then obliterates my chest because the best thing I ever had is gone … leaving me with only the certainty I’m meant to be with her. I love you, I whisper for the first time and in place of goodbye. She left me and will never hear it. I can only pray we both survive what’s to come.

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A.M. HARGROVE

One day, on her way home from work as a sales manager, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast forward and if she didn’t do something soon, it would quickly be too late to write that work of fiction she had been dreaming of her whole life. So, she rolled down the passenger window of her fabulous (not) company car and tossed out her leather briefcase. Luckily, the pedestrian in the direct line of fire was a dodge ball pro and had über quick reflexes enabling him to avoid getting bashed in the head. Feeling a tad guilty about the near miss, A. M. made a speedy turn down a deserted side street before tossing her crummy, outdated piece-of-you-know-what laptop out the window. She breathed a liberating sigh of relief, picked up her cell phone, called her boss, and quit her job. Grinning, she made another call to her hubs and told him of her new adventure (after making sure his heart was beating properly again). So began A. M. Hargrove’s career as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author. Her books include the following: Edge of Disaster, Shattered Edge and Kissing Fire (The Edge Series); The Guardians of Vesturon Series (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent, and Beginnings); Dark Waltz, Death Waltz, Tragically Flawed (Tragic 1), Tragic Desires (Tragic 2), Exquisite Betrayal, Dirty Nights; and lastly Freeing Her, Freeing Him, and Kestrel—all part of the Hart Brothers Series. Other than being in love with writing about love, she loves chocolate, ice cream, and coffee and is positive they should be added as part of the USDA food groups.




TERRI E. LAINE

Terri E. Laine is an avid reader and the co-author of Cruel & Beautiful. When she isn’t writing romance with heart and heat, she is crazily managing a household with her husband and three kids.



Release Blitz~ 3 Breaths by L.K Collins

3 Breaths is LIVE EARLY and $.99

Slumped on the floor of the New York City subway, I watched my fiancée take her final 3 breaths.
In that moment, everything changed.
The Krane Hensley I’d become because of Zoë vanished.
My life instantly shattered to pieces.

Now, I live on a mission to survive each day and it’s become my greatest struggle.
I take my vengeance out in the cage, fighting anyone and everyone that will stand up to me. It gives me fleeting relief, but soon the pain crashes back down around me. So I’ve turned to Ivy, my salvation from the agony that is my life.
The problem? Ivy is Zoë’s sister.

Can Ivy and I move past the heartache that connects us to find a future together?
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Review's

3 Breaths brought me to my knees in more ways than one.This beautiful and heartbreaking love story hit every single one of my emotional buttons and made everything around me disappear. -Shayna Snyder, Shayna Renee's Spicy Reads

Emotional...yet a beautiful story that brought two people together in the most unlikely way.  -Karrie, Panty Dropping Book Blog

Poignant and powerful, 3 Breaths will have you hugging your loved ones close and deciding to live each day as it might be your last. -BOOKS & BOYS BOOK BLOG 

A quick, emotionally intense, riveting read. -Kitty Kats Crazy About Books

The only word that comes to my mind to describe 3 Breaths is...phenomenal! All you have to do is read the Prologue and you will know that after you finish this story your heart and soul will never be the same. These two characters will forever be tucked away in your heart.-Cecily's Book Review

3 Breaths is a powerful rendition of what "Live your life as if today is your last day" really means. -Letty, Cover to Cover Book Blog

LK has come up with a brand new storyline, dealing with heartbreaking loss and how it can affect people and the ramifications of how they deal with it - or not. -Jo's Book Addiction

3 Breaths broke my heart at times and had me looking for a fan in others. Krane and Ivy were each other's motivators and saviors, what a beautiful couple. -Keri Greear, Amazon Reviewer

I am beyond words with how 3 Breaths grabbed me from the first line and I became emotionally invested in Krane's story. It makes saying,'I love you' seem to be the most important phrase in daily life. Say it easily and often. -Kristine Cheatwood, Amazon Reviewer


PROLOGUE

“To Krane and Zoë,” Logan says holding his beer high in the air. The room echoes in cheers and I raise my drink. He hops off the stage, letting the band get back to playing as Zoë breathes softly on my neck. The small gesture from her makes me horny as fuck. “I want you,” she whispers, immediately filling my mind with images of fucking her.
                  Looking into her gorgeous eyes, I want her too. “I know,” I respond, teasing her, and it makes her shake her head at me.
                  “You know, if you want to survive this engagement, you better start taking care of me.”
                  She’s joking, but the insinuation that I don’t take care of her sets me off. She is my world and the only woman that I’ve ever loved. Swooping her tiny ass off of the ground, I toss her over my shoulder to “take care” of her, regardless if we’re in a New York City bar or not. She screams, “Put me down, baby,” and hits my back. No one seems to notice us, as the crowd is engrossed in the band that I’m sure Logan spent a ton of money on to play for us tonight – his parents are loaded and he definitely takes advantage.
                  “Oh, I’ll put you down in just a minute.” I slap her ass, kicking open the bathroom door. The single stall is open and there is just one guy in here. All I have to do is give him that look, that one that says get the fuck out of here or I’ll rip your head off and he scatters.
                  I set Zoë down and she wobbles a little, running her fingers through her fucking hair, knowing what that does to me. “Don’t do that.”
                  “Why?” she asks, resting her hands back on one of the sinks.
                  “You know why.”
                  She smiles and gestures me to her with one finger. We are both drunk – the connection we share is like nothing else, combine it with liquor and we are combustible. Looking into her eyes makes everything in my world complete. Knotting my fingers into the back of her hair, I press my lips to hers; she tastes like Patrón and Zoë, the perfect fucking combination.
                  She moans, wrapping her legs around me and runs her hands up my back, sending a shiver right to my cock. Dropping my hands, I grip her thighs and carry her to the door. Knowing that there’s no lock on it, I’ll have to fuck her right here to keep it shut. If it was anyone else but Zoë, I wouldn’t give two shits if they saw us fuck.
                  Her tongue caresses mine, never letting up. My cock is so hard that it hurts. Pushing myself against her, I groan, needing to be inside her. “Let me down,” she asks, needing it just as much as I do.
                  “Keep your back against the door,” I tell her, pulling her tank top down and exposing her hard pink nipples. My mouth moves to them and I suck hard, flicking my tongue back and forth on one of my favorite parts of her body. She slides her jeans down her legs and then fumbles with mine. The tip of my dick is numb from straining against the rough fabric, throbbing for her.
                  Finally she sets my cock free and I let out a deep puff of air, looking down at her hand as she strokes my shaft. The sensation is one of the things I live for. Reaching down, I grab her wrist, along with her other one, pulling her arms above her head. She nudges her hips forward with her legs spread apart. I watch her begging me in her soft sexy voice, “Please fuck me.” Still holding both of her hands with one of mine, I grip my cock with the other and nudge myself against her.
                  Fuck, she’s wet. 
                  Rubbing myself on her clit, she moans and rocks her hips even more. I love to play with her…to tease her. Especially when she’s this turned on.
                  “Take back what you said.”
                  “What do you mean?” she asks, breathless and confused.
                  “About me needing to start taking care of you.”
                  “I take it back. You know I was joking, baby.”
                  With a triumphant smirk on my face, I let go of her hands and lift her up again, knowing that I am too tall to fuck her while standing. She attaches to me and we both look down at my swollen dick as I gently nuzzle my way deep inside of her. Then locking eyes with her, everything in this moment freezes. She’s panting as I begin to stroke myself inside of her and this makes me pick up my pace. The noise of her ass hitting the door echoes throughout the room.
                  Christ, her pussy is my heaven. 
                  The door nudges a little and I press her into it, digging myself a little further into her cunt. “Occupied,” I growl.
                  “Sorry,” the person on the other side says. Zoë hangs on to my neck and I stroke myself inside of her, feeling her warmth and tightness. Loving what her body does to mine. Pressing my lips to her neck, I suck hard, feeling my cum brew.
                  “Fuck, baby,” she cries, and I pull away. Her skin is flushed and her eyes are closed. My balls tighten as she clamps her pussy down around me and I watch her fall from this world. Holding on to my orgasm for as long as possible, I watch her. Fuck, she is so gorgeous, the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. She writhes and shakes against me as I shove myself into her as deep as I can.
                  Then…it hits me. I groan, pumping my cock ‘til my cum shoots deep inside her. Gradually, I slow my movements and rest my forehead against hers.
                  “I love you, baby,” I tell her, easing my way out of my favorite place.
                  “I love you,” she responds and grabs a paper towel, cleaning herself off. I wrestle my dick back into my pants, holding the door closed. Watching her, I know that I could come a few more times, but that’ll have to wait until we are home.
                  “Ready?” I ask, holding my hand out to her as she zips her pants.
                  “Yup,” she says and grins at me walking out of the restroom. Intertwining my fingers with hers, I stop at the bar and get us two more beers. We both turn and look at the huge crowd of our closest friends.
                  “You know our engagement dinner with both sides of our family isn’t gonna be this fun,” she says.
                  “We’ll make the best of it and have fun, like we always do, babe. Your mom will be drunk, so we’ll be right there along with her.”
                  Taking a swig of the beer the bartender hands me, I can’t help but get lost in her beauty.
                  She takes a quick drink of her beer as I take her hand and lead her to the dance floor to dance with our friends and party the night away.
                  Ten beers, seven shots, and something else I can’t remember later, it’s time to leave. Everyone else is gone and Zoë is almost asleep in my arms.
                  “Let’s go, you party animal.”
                  She looks up at me with her hair in her face and all I can see are her teeth. I can’t help but laugh – oh, she’s going to be hurting tomorrow. Wrapping my arm around her, we stumble out into the cool spring night. The subway station is just a block away and after a fifteen-minute ride, we’ll be home.
                  “You good?” I ask Zoë as we make the short walk.
                  “Uh huh,” she responds, keeping up with me. The city is still buzzing; I swear New York never sleeps, and that’s why I love it here. Entering the stairs for the subway, we begin to walk down and Zoë wobbles.
“Hold on to me, okay?” I prop her up as we make our way to the bottom.
                  “Mm hmm,” she hums as her chin slumps toward her chest.
                  Waiting on the platform, there isn’t anyone down here, except for a bum sleeping on a bench. The train pulls up and we enter the empty car.
                  Zoë flops down in a seat, her head still hanging low and I wonder if she’s sleeping already. Sitting next to her, I wrap an arm around her and she nuzzles to me.
                  “You okay?” I ask.
                  “Yeah. Baby?” she asks.
                  “Uh huh.”
                  “Can we go to Long Beach tomorrow?”
                  “Sure,” I respond, knowing she’s not going to want to do anything but sleep all day, but being a smart man, I play along.
                  “I mean it.”
                  “I know you do.”
                  The subway zooms down the tracks rocking us back and forth a little, and I rest my head against hers. Zoning out on the orange and yellow seats across from us. Then, the alcohol sets in and my eyes close. My mind drifting back to fucking her in the bathroom.
                  Suddenly, my daydream is cut short. Zoë shakes violently in my hold.
“Baby,” I yell holding on to her.
                  She doesn’t respond, her eyes are rolled back in her head, and I know I have to do something. She has had seizures before, but not for a long time and never with me. I know I need to protect her until I can get help at the next stop.
                  Laying her on the floor of the subway, I cradle her head, her arms and legs flailing. My insides break, burning in pain watching her hurting like this. “Baby, please,” I plead, crying, holding on to her, but she won’t stop and I don’t know what else to do. White foam pools out the sides of her mouth, followed by blood, and I fear she’s bit her tongue.
                  “Zoë!” I scream, freaking out, watching her like this, so…helpless.
                   Finally her body starts to slow and my heart skips a beat. “Zoë, oh, baby,” I weep, wiping my eyes so I can see her clearly and move around her. As I hover above her, she is still twitching a tiny bit and I wait for her to come to, cradling her head in my hands.
                  “Wake up,” I whisper, resting my forehead against hers just wanting her body to calm. The announcement for the next stop goes off, so it’s not long until I can get her off of here. My chest heaves watching her ragged breaths. She’s struggling. “Baby, please hang in there,” I whisper, looking at her as the train starts to slow.
                  Then her body settles and everything about her calms.
                  Thank God! 
                  She’s going to be okay! She has to be. I count her breaths, waiting for her to come back to me. One…two…three…and then…nothing. I panic looking into her eyes – they are slightly open and glazed over. She is staring off, not looking at me. “No, Zoë!” I scream, shaking her by the shoulders. “You can’t leave me!”
                  The train stops at the next station, and I scream for help when the doors open, even though I know it’s too late. Looking down at her body, I knot my fingers into my hair, horrified. Her chest is still.
                  Tears cloud my vision as I lift her in my arms. Holding her lifeless body close to mine, I sit – crying – reeling in the agony of facing my greatest nightmare.
                  Everything around me spins.
                  Jesus, this cannot be real.
                  I sob into her neck, smelling her, my Zoë, my world, my everything…for one last time. 
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Bestselling author, LK Collins, writes emotionally and sexy gripping Erotic Romance novels. She's a lover of the oxford comma and everything in the writing world. Her stories are compelling and will draw you in from page one, and with twists and turns, she always keeps her readers enthralled 'til the end. When LK's not lost in the minds of her characters, you can find her on the beach with her family, where her husband and writing partner, "The Prezident," are sure to be plotting out her next tale.

Book Blitz~ A Real Bad Boy by Kaylee Song


Title: A Real Bad Boy 
Series: A Bad Boy Romance #3
By: Kaylee Song
Publication Date: February 18, 2016
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
Genre: Romance
Not all soldiers are made to follow orders. When it comes to Willow Ford I’d disobey them all. After nine years overseas, all I want is my peace until I come face to face with my past. Her. Willow will give me everything I need to heal. She’s running from a pain and heartache, but that won’t stop me from taking what is mine. After I'm hired as a bodyguard for a billionaire, Willow's the one who needs protecting. I'm the only man who can solve an unsolvable murder, but righting that wrong puts everyone in danger. Including the woman I love… and our unborn child. And I'll do anything to save what's mine--even if it gets bloody. Nothing is more important to me than Willow and that baby. Zachary Murdock would disobey all his orders for her.
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The Book Fairy Reviews's Reviews

Okay good things come to those who wait. That is what comes to mind when I think about this amazing story of second chances. Zach fell for the the good girl in high school but never acted on it. Willow had it bad for the bad boy in high school but knew he was unattainable. Now years later, as adults they can't get enough of each other. Problem? Well there is their past and present that seems determined to make life harder for them.
Bad boy with a heart of gold! Zach is going to melt your heart and have cheering him on as her does right by the woman he loves.
Willow is the woman that is picking up her life and moving on, your gonna wanna yell at her at times but with an understanding heart.
An amazing read that will have you wanting to read this book over and over again.

Kaylee Song is the Authoress of the Fire and Steel Series and the Bad Boys of Baltimore Series. She specializes in Contemporary, Dark, and Historical Romance. Social Media Links Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKayleeSong Website - www.kayleesong.com