Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: BREAKING THE RULES by H.B. Heizner

BREAKING THE RULES (Back to Brooklyn #2)

by: H.B Heizner


Growing up in small town Wisconsin, Carly Turner couldn't wait to escape when she graduated high school. Now, she's living the life in New York City, even if she isn't seeing her name in lights like she used to dream about at night. She's living paycheck-to-paycheck, working behind the scenes in small theaters off Broadway. When there's an equipment malfunction the week before opening night, Carly makes a call that winds up changing everything.
Life in the city isn't all it's cracked up to be. While she feels like she's getting closer to making the move from behind the scenes to center stage, she misses being surrounded by people who understand the quirks that come from living in a town of five thousand people. That, and the fact that he's sexy as sin, make Adam everything she feels like she's missing.
The only problem? He's her best friend's kid brother...
Adam Sanders wants to settle down, find a good woman and start a family like he sees so many of his friends doing. But how is he supposed to meet Ms. Right when he's constantly on the road for work? When he's sent to New York to handle a repair that would typically be contracted out as a favor to his boss, he's just about to his breaking point.
Everything changes when the stagehand sent to open the theater for him is none other than his big sister's childhood friend. The same girl he lusted after as a teenager. Could this be fate's way of showing him that he was looking in the wrong place for love?
As Adam and Carly's friendship develops, lines will be crossed and rules will be broken. Will they be able to come out the other side without destroying everything they had back in Brooklyn?


Star Rating:  3.5 out of 5

Heat Rating:  SIMMERING!

Breaking the Rules takes place during the same time as Bent (Back to Brooklyn #1) but from the point of view of Adam and Carly.  If you haven't read Bent yet, you can read Breaking the Rules as a stand alone and still be "in the know" and if you have read Bent you will get to see the characters from a different perspective (nothing new happens with Julia and Micah but it was interesting to see their relationship through Adam's POV).

H.B. Heinzer has created an interesting group with Adam, Carly, Micah and Julia, it is a cast of characters that has lots of issues with their past, where they live and what they want out of life.  What I liked most about this cast of characters is that they are real people, with average people problems, so they are easy to understand, relate to (no crazy rich CEO or rockstar or Divas here) 
and root for as they find their happily every afters.

I really enjoyed Adam's character, he is everything you could ask for in a guy; sweet, smart, caring, considerate and loyal.   Adam was willing to do whatever Carly wanted to make her happy, even when it went against what he was comfortable with (don't we all want a guy willing to make sacrifices for us?).  Carly ran away from Brooklyn (Wisconsin) as soon as she could and took on New York City's theater district.  I liked Carly in the beginning of the story, she was strong, independent and sure of what she wanted out of life, but as the story progressed she was very wishy washy and frustrated me to no end.

While I enjoyed Breaking the Rules I wish I could have had more time with Adam and Carly and less time re-visiting Julia and Micah's story line (at times I felt I was re-reading Bent instead of getting a new story).   H.B Heizner does write a very engaging story and even though I wanted the story to go in a different direction, I really enjoyed her writing style.  The Back to Brooklyn series is the first time I have read H. B. Heinzer and I will definitely go back and read more of her work, I really like the way her storytelling unfolds and you can easily get wrapped up in the characters' stories.  

Breaking the Rules is a good story about how sometimes you have to let go of what you think you want and take a chance trusting others to get what you really need.  

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*Bonus Scene*:

Carly knew what she wanted to do. The problem was, now that Julia was living with her, she couldn’t put an ad in the paper just yet. 
“What would you do if Micah came out here and begged you to come home?” Carly asked nonchalantly. 
The women were having a girls’ night in thanks to the early winter storm moving in. It was the perfect time to relax with a few drinks and, hopefully, Carly would get Julia talking about where things stood with Micah. Carly knew what Micah was planning and couldn’t help but feel it might be too soon. All she heard about was how Julia wanted time to “find herself.” 
While Carly could appreciate the sentiment, she had come close to telling Julia how stupid she was being several times. The woman had everything waiting for her back in Wisconsin, and yet she felt the need to spend her nights alone and miserable. Julia might adamantly deny that she wasn’t happy, but Carly had been her friend far too long to buy it. 
“It’s not going to happen, so it’s a non-issue,” Julia said, tipping back her glass of merlot. 
“But what if it did? Would you go back?” 
Julia stared at the television for a while, leaving Carly to figure out whether she was thinking about the possibility or trying to ignore the question in hopes Carly would let it go. 
As Carly stood to grab another bottle of beer out of the fridge, Julia started to speak. “Have you ever been so certain of something that you can’t do anything to change it?” She asked.
Yeah, and it almost destroyed the first good thing to come along in my life. “Just once,” Carly responded. One of the few regrets she had in life was allowing fear to rule her decisions. She hadn’t given Adam enough credit, hadn’t trusted him to be there when she needed him to hold her hand. And it almost cost her everything.
“And what happened?” If working in public relations didn’t work out for Julia, she could have one hell of a career as a shrink. She had an uncanny knack for turning everything around on Carly. “Did you stick to what you thought you knew?”
“For a while,” Carly admitted. In reality, she knew almost as soon as she pushed Adam away that it had been a mistake. But by the time the sun came up, it was too late. 
“Then what?”
“I finally had to admit I was wrong. Julia, I know you think you can’t be a strong, independent woman and still compromise. But you’re wrong. You have a man who loves you, a man who remodeled and bought the house you were living in, just so he could try to keep you close. You need to think about that because if you keep refusing to bend, eventually he’s going to break and then you’ll be no better off than me.” 
Carly hadn’t meant for the words to come out that way, but it was too late to take them back. She could only hope Julia was so wrapped up in digesting the first part that she ignored the slip at the end. 
After spending most of her life afraid to love, she had convinced herself that she couldn’t love. Worse yet, she felt she could be loved. That left her in a crappy apartment in New York, struggling to pay her bills, watching her dreams slipping away from her. And she was alone. 

Meet the Author:

With the exception of three years spent in the middle of Nebraska, H.B. Heinzer has called southern Wisconsin home. During that time in Nebraska, she imagined one of her favorite authors living on the far western edge of the county, just south of the highway. At the time, becoming a novelist was a distant dream for her. Now, she is the author living in that location. Ironically, she later found out that same favorite author lives just outside the town HB lived in for the first eighteen years of her life.
Now, HB lives in the middle of nowhere but still close enough to the city to not feel isolated. It's the perfect place to let her two kids run and explore their huge yard, teach them about the food chain as they prepare their first-ever garden and debate building a chicken coop. It's one of those dreams that is only possible thanks to the amazing opportunities that have come through writing.

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Cover Reveal & Excerpt: SAVAGE RHYTHM by Chloe Cox


by: Chloe Cox

Genre: Erotic Romance/BDSM-lite

Release Date:  August 15, 2013


Declan Donovan is a liar.

He’s lying about what happened to his ex. He’s lying about the reason he knocked out his lead guitarist and best friend, and then kicked him out of the band. He’s lying about going to rehab—he doesn’t even drink.

And now he’s lying about the way he feels about sweet, submissive Molly Ward. But even that’s a lie—Molly isn’t all that sweet, and Declan loves it.

He’s gotten used to lying. It helps to hide the pain he’s sworn never to share with anyone else.

But Molly is on tour with Savage Heart for one reason only: get to the bottom of what happened the night the band broke up and then write a book that will bring them back from the dead. She’s determined to get through Declan’s lies and get to the truth of the man within, a truth she knows hides deep scars.

Molly Ward knows that if she wants a career that can support her and her sister, she needs to command respect. And she’s determined to resist the physical need she feels whenever she’s near Declan. Whenever she hears his voice. Whenever he says her name.

Whenever he touches her.

But Declan is the Dom that Molly has always, always fantasized about, and she wants nothing more than to explore her sexually submissive side—with him. Too bad he’s exactly the kind of guy that will break her heart. She’s been on that rocker ride before, and she can’t do it again. Not with what’s at stake.

Until she hears him sing…


Declan has invited Molly to Savage Rhythm’s first show at Club Volare LA, just before the tour kicks off—and she has no idea what to expect…

Molly felt like a proper badass, as Adra had instructed, for all of about five minutes. Then she realized she was surrounded by the hand-picked crowd of die-hard Savage Heart fans and L.A. celebs and she started to remember how incredibly out of place she was. 
Volare LA itself was incredible. At least the public part of the club was—the first floor was one huge room, a giant performance space with beams criss-crossing the ceiling several stories overhead, freaking chandeliers all over the place, private boxes, several bars…
It felt like a dream world. And Molly found herself wondering what the more private areas of the club were like.
Everywhere there were little reminders—little metal loops bolted into the walls, padded posts, odd-looking furniture. Or maybe she was just imagining it. That wouldn’t surprise her in the least. She had imagined plenty of things, thinking about Declan and his big hands.
Not helpful.
Molly picked up a drink and tried to find a quiet corner where she could observe the show in true writer form. She was there to do a job, after all. Unfortunately, everything she observed reminded her of Declan. The whole place was dizzy with the anticipation of seeing Declan Donovan and Savage Heart—or Half a Heart, as she heard some fans mutter. They were all pissed about Soren. Not knowing what had happened, at least half of them blamed Declan, and now to make things worse Soren was basically missing. The rumors online and floating through the crowd were all various shades of crazy: Soren fucked Declan’s girl, Soren stopped Declan from doing something twisted (Molly found this one unbelievable, if intriguing—she knew at least some of the things Declan might be into), it was all a mess over some groupie…
No one really knew what happened in Philadelphia. It was going to be an interesting show.
But some of the female fans, at least, didn’t seem to care about the past. Or the show. Or the band. They were all over the place, to the point where Molly couldn’t ignore them anymore, and they were practically feverish.
“Oh God, I don’t even care, I’ll climb on stage and suck him in front of everyone.” 
It was a six foot blonde woman, announcing that to the entire world at the top of her lungs. Like she was calling dibs? Molly couldn’t place her—maybe she wasn’t famous, just a model? Right, “just” a model.
Also? Suck him on stage? Molly had an inexplicable urge to smack the woman, even though she’d probably just cut her hand on one of those cheekbones.
Eat something, Molly thought bitterly.
Her friend laughed it off. “You are such a slut.”
“A selective slut. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t do the exact same thing.”
“Hell no, hooker. I’m going to do it backstage.”
Molly moved away from the sounds of their laughter, gritting her teeth. It wasn’t news to anyone that Declan was one of the hottest men on the planet, but she didn’t need what she couldn’t have—wouldn’t have—thrown in her face.
Suck him on stage…
Molly suppressed a shiver. 
Then the lights went out.
The crowd roared, stamped its feet. It was deafening. Even over all that, Molly could hear hecklers, actual hecklers, people chanting, “Soren, Soren, Soren.” What the fuck? Who would come to the show to do that, like the guitarist might magically appear if they just said his name a few times? Just as many were screaming for Declan, competing to be heard, until it got unbearably loud in the small space, frighteningly hot and close in the claustrophobic dark.
Molly was jittery, on the verge of panic, when she heard him, and everything changed.
When everybody heard him.
A wild, animal scream tore from Declan’s throat as the light hit him and only him, as he seized the mic with his whole, muscled body, and owned the damn room. The place went silent but for Declan, tearing apart the opening lines to “My Sometime Girl.”

Sometime you gotta know
Sometime you gotta learn

The guitar and drums crashed in and everything stopped. Molly’s heart stopped, the whole world stopped, she would have sworn time fucking stopped while she watched that man look around, looking for something, singing that song. 

You dance with a man like me
I’ll show you what it is you need

She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. She could barely hear the women around her, screaming, jumping up and down, sounding like they were about to come just from the sound of his voice. All Molly could see was Declan on that stage, sweat gathering on his chest, eyes looking hungry, mean, predatory. Still looking for something. The first drops of sweat trickled down his chest to his ridged abs and Molly shuddered.

You’ll burn baby
You’ll burn
For me

She couldn’t take her eyes off him. 
And then his eyes found her.
His eyes pinned her in place while he sang that song. While she heard what he would do to her if she let him. When she let him. He’d said he would make her beg. He’d said he would touch her again. And now Molly felt him on her skin, her breasts, her thighs. She was wet. She was shaking. He was fucking her right there, and there was nothing she could do about it. 
There was nothing she wanted to do about it.
I am in such deep shit.
That was the last thing that went through her mind before the security guard pulled her away.

Meet the Author:

I love to tell stories. I especially love romances, only with all the good and sexy parts left in, and sometimes with a little kink, too. I cry at the dumbest commercials, I hide behind the nearest person during scary movies (and then make them tell me what’s going on), and I spend way too much money sending my friends gag gifts. (Amazon Prime free shipping is a dangerous, dangerous thing.)

So aside from feeling compelled to sit at my computer and make stuff up all day, I’m an otherwise normal gal in my thirties navigating life, family, love and the rest. I am also a voracious, omnivorous reader, a disastrous cook (recipes are just suggestions!), and the human who belongs to two bat%$&! insane cats. 

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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: LOVE, TECHNICALLY by Lynne Silver


by: Lynne Silver


Billionaire CEO and computer whiz Noah Frellish is a king among geeks. Women are attracted to his money, but he'd love to meet someone who's actually interested in him. When he helps the sweet and sexy Michelle Kolson with a printing problem, she confuses him for a help desk technician. Noah knows he should clear up this case of mistaken identity, but would she still like him if she knew he was the boss?
Michelle thinks life in Chicago is perfect, as is the whirlwind romance with her smoking-hot coworker. When she unexpectedly finds her job on the chopping block and the man she fell headfirst into bed with running the company, will she abandon her dreams?
Noah must convince the small-town girl to stay in the big city—and that he really is the man she fell for.


Star Rating:  4 out of 5Heat Rating:  Mild/Simmers

Love, Technically is a book that will leave you smiling, especially on those days when you want to read a book that is simple, yet sweet and easy to fall into.  I picked up this novella, sat down and before I knew it I was done!  

I fell in love with Sark (Noah) and Michelle, together they were adorable, believable and so much fun to read.  Noah is a CEO of a major technology company on the outside, but on the inside (his true self) he is still just that geeky code monkey that goes by his gamer name Sark.  I loved that he was socially a bit awkward and wasn't a player or a ladies man.  He was adorable, a bit geeky and good looking, but written like a real, average male in his twenties might act.   Michelle was a hard-working, naive girl from a small town, coming to Chicago to change her life for the better.  I really liked that her character had drive and passion (along with a bit of a backbone to stand up for herself), she is a woman who knows what she wants in life and is willing to work for it.

Love, Technically was a fun, cute story about two people falling in love.  It is a novella so there is some jumping ahead to move the story along and there were times I wanted the story to slow down so we could dig deeper into things, but sometimes it is good to be left wanting more, right?  I always enjoy an epilogue and Lynne Silver does a great job of using it to wrap up some loose ends and questions the readers might have.  (I still would like to have another novella with Noah/Sark and Michelle, I am not done with these two just yet).

This was my first book by Lynne Silver and it definitely won't be my last.  I enjoyed her writing style and her characters so much that I will be looking into her backlist and anxiously awaiting any new releases she has in the future.  If you enjoy reading light, sweet stories with quirky characters, Love, Technically is the perfect fit!  

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Taking a deep breath, he started toward her. He got
close enough to tap her on the shoulder, his stomach in knots
anticipating the verdict. She whirled in a sexy dance move before he could touch her.
“Sark,” she squealed, and plastered herself against him, pulling
him onto the dance floor. “You came!” 
The cold condensation of her beer bottle dripped on the back of his neck as her hands clasped over his shoulders.  He smiled down at her and wrapped his arms loosely around her hips. He tried to move in rhythm, but the beat of the song was something too arrhythmic for him. Weird how he could be coordinated at biking yet suck on the dance floor. One of life’s mysteries. Michelle didn’t seem to notice or care about his awkward side-to-side shuffle, though. She pulled in tighter and made as if it were a slow song.  Much as his body enjoyed the feel of hers against him from chest to toe, he had to verbally confirm she wasn’t mad at him. He pulled back a little.
“Michelle,” he shouted over the music. “Are we okay? You’re
not mad at me?”
“Mad?” She hugged him then stepped back.  He dodged, avoiding her beer bottle smacking him in the cheek.
“Yes, I’m mad at you. You’ve been avoiding me all week. I
missed you,” she shouted back, but the huge grin on her face told him it wasn’t really true.  He smiled at his amazing fortune and tightened his grip, pulling her against him again. She’d been waiting for him. A friend shoved a vodka Red Bull in his hand, his usual drink. Careful not to let it spill down Michelle’s back, he hefted it for a large gulp.  They stayed entwined for the rest of the song, and when the DJ switched it up to a slow beat, she threaded her fingers through his hair and rested her cheek against his chest.  The drink in his hand was messing with his need to touch her and cup her bottom as they swayed to the music. His hands couldn’t go where they wanted, but his mouth could. He leaned down to kiss her, and she met his mouth halfway. She tasted like beer and warm, sexy woman. The kiss grew deeper, stronger.  Around them other couples clung to each other and used the slow dance as an excuse to get close to their partner.  He stopped pretending and gave in to what he really wanted.  Keeping his mouth on hers, he backed them off the dance floor to a quieter corner of the club. Somewhere along the way, they lost their drinks on a table, on the floor. He didn’t know, didn’t care.  What mattered was keeping his connection with Michelle.  They reached the wall of the club and he turned to push her back against it, all the while keeping the kiss going. Their bodies pressed together, and he’d give anything to get her alone and naked. His desire was bordering on painful.  A sharp whistle from behind him jolted them both out of the moment.  
“Get a room, you two,” Eve shouted, and a large group of
their friends laughed and a few handfuls of peanuts were thrown.  He laughed and protected Michelle from the tiny flying missiles. She laughed too, and the intense, heated moments of the kiss ended. She clung to his hand, which he liked. 
“I have to get home,” he shouted over the music. “I have more work to do and an early meeting tomorrow. Can I get you a ride?”  
She leaned in to his ear. “I came with Eve and I should stay with her, but not too much longer, since I’m interviewing with Casey and the marketing team tomorrow.”
He pulled back to frown. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t be taking the El alone at night.  
“Eve drove me. She’s my designated driver,” Michelle said, obviously seeing something in his worried expression that relaxed as soon as he heard her words, “and this has been my one beer. I can’t be hungover tomorrow.”  
“Okay. Good luck, and have fun tonight.” He turned to walk toward the exit, but she tugged him back.  
“Are you sure you won’t stay?” she asked.  He loved that she wanted him there, and if he kept looking at her full pink lips, nothing was sending him away. Except the fact he was dead on his feet and knew he had to be up in five hours for an international call. The Red Bull hadn’t been a brilliant idea. 
“I have to go. You could come home with me,” he suggested.  She bit her bottom lip and eyed him shyly. 
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that. We’ve barely been on an official date yet.”  She was right, and he was embarrassed she thought he was simply trying to get in her pants. 
“This weekend, then. I’m taking you on a real date. Are you free Sunday?”  Her smile was huge and warmed him from head to toe. 
“Can’t wait.”  Knowing he was playing with fire, he kissed her again, quickly, and got out of Lola’s while he still could.

Meet the Author:

 By day, Lynne Silver lives the suburban soccer mom life; volunteering with the PTA, doing laundry and working. By night she enters the sensuous world of alpha males and passionate heroines.
     She calls the nation’s capital home and lives in an old fixer-upper with her husband and their two sons. When not writing romance, she reads it. Lots of it. Over and over and over again, preferably with a bag of M&Ms in hand. 
     She is represented by literary agent, Jessica Alvarez of Bookends LLC 

Fun Facts about Lynne:

1. She has no sense of direction and could get lost on her way from the kitchen to the bathroom.
2. She grew up in Miami and is a huge Hurricanes fan. (The football team, not the natural disaster.)
3. Speaking of natural disasters…she lived through Hurricane Andrew, though her car and much of her house did not. To this day she is scared of storms and windy days.
4. Lynne eats a lot of sushi and considers herself a bit of a connoisseur. She and her husband considered writing a sushi guide at one time.

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Release Day Giveaway: THE MARRIAGE MERGER by Jennifer Probst


 (Marriage to a Billionaire #4)

by: Jennifer Probst

Release Date: July 30, 2013


Her sisters have found wedded bliss with their wealthy,wonderful dream men, but not Julietta Conte. She’s stayed on terra firma as top executive of the family’s corporation, La Dolce Famiglia bakery. Work is her passion, and her trendy Milan apartment her sanctuary . . . until Sawyer Wells, a masculine masterpiece in a suit, lures her out of hiding with an irresistible offer: an exclusive partnership with his international chain of boutique hotels.

Julietta’s been burned before—and trusting her brother-in-law’s friend, whose powerful gaze alone has her rethinking the best use of a conference room, is the riskiest proposition. But with a once-in-a-career chance to take the bakery global, will she mix stone-cold business with red-hot seduction?

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Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.

She is the NYT and USA Today bestselling author of The Marriage Bargain. She is published both erotic and sexy contemporary romance with Entangled, Decadent, Red Sage and TWRP. She has also written a children's book, Buffy and the Carrot, co-written with her twelve year old niece, along with a short story, "A Life Worth Living." Visit her website for more info!

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Friday, July 26, 2013

Cover Reveal & Giveaway: EVERYTHING I'VE NEVER HAD by: Lynetta Halat

Cover Designer: Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations


by: Lynetta Halat

Release Date: September 2, 2013

A Contemporary Romance Novel


Celeste Hebert has always appeared to have it all, but there are many things she's never had, been forbidden from having.

One night. One song. One kiss. The perfect trifecta to unleash the floodgates of a forbidden attraction between the widow and her husband’s bad boy cousin, Adrian.

Celeste endeavors to rebury the feelings that surface after this one night since her powerful family despises him. Kindred spirits, best of friends they attempt to douse their attraction; however, Adrian always seems to know exactly how to push her buttons and may prove too much to resist.

Having defied his family by making his way on his own terms, Adrian struggles to regain their acceptance. When he meets his cousin’s wife and wants her for his own, he feels he’s finally lived down to the title—black sheep. But, when his cousin dies unexpectedly, Adrian fights his attraction and swears to honor them both by helping her raise her boys.

Finding himself enveloped in a cocoon of love and acceptance, Adrian knows it’s more than just physical attraction. However, unforeseen events threaten to destroy those he now holds dear and his newfound peace.

Will the ties that bind them be their undoing?


Adrian runs his hands up my arms and shoulders until they grasp both sides of my neck to tilt my head back so that I'm staring straight into his arctic blue eyes. I immediately start trembling, and it's not with fear. "Celeste, I'm begging you not to leave here looking like that. You look gorgeous, babe, but I can't sit here all night wondering who's hitting on you, who's imagining moving that scrap of fabric over to get a glimpse at what is..."
"What is what?" I breathe heavily.
"What is underneath it all." His brow wrinkles, and I feel his hands tighten their pleasurably painful grip. "What is underneath it all?"
"Just me, Adrian, just me," I breathe. "That's all."
"So everything then. Just like I thought." He removes one of his hands to run it up the back of my thigh. My eyes widen and I swallow hard.
"That's not a good idea," I whisper. His hand wraps all the way around my thigh, his fingertips coming to rest along the crease of my left cheek. My thigh pulses with fire.
"Why not?" His fingertips tease back and forth a little. Even though it’s a light touch, it feels like his calloused fingertips mark me.
"Why not? Look at us. We can't even have a civil conversation for everything that has passed between us, and you want to further complicate it. What you're doing will further complicate matters."
His hand stills. He exhales loudly and lets his head drop on my chest. "You do this to me. I don't act like this. That day in the park, watching you cross and uncross your legs. Throwing your hair over your shoulder. Laughing without a care in the world. Cheering me on like it was your favorite thing to do! It killed me. Killed me. I've never wanted a woman the way I want you. Never."
His words rain down on me like fiery drops of lust. I close my eyes and rewrite that memory. I thought he was just being an ass, but his unexpected anger was because he was yearning for me. I bite my lip, open my eyes, and shake my head. "It's just because you can't have me, Adrian. I'm nothing special."
"Oh, baby, you have no idea." He runs his nose up my throat, scenting me as he goes. I lean my neck back, giving him more access even as my brain screams at me to run—not walk—out of this room. But when he says, "You're everything to me." My head falls back even further and my eyes close again as I feel him slant his head and attack my chin, throat, and neck with closed-mouth kisses. I hear myself moan and give myself one more little jolt to try to spare myself from this delicious torment that will only end in frustration.

All rights reserved. Copyright Lynetta Halat 2013.

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For as long as she can remember, Lynetta Halat has lived to read and has written countless stories and plays since she was a young girl. A teacher by day and an avid reader and closet writer by night, she has always dreamt of penning books that people could connect with and remember; and her first novel, Every Rose, was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing. Her love of the English language prompted her to attain her master's degree in English from Old Dominion University in Virginia. A self-proclaimed "Coast Girl," she lives in Mississippi with her adorable husband, two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. She is currently at work on her third book.

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Cover Reveal & Giveaway: SEARCHING FOR TOMORROW by Katie Mac


What happens when you find the one person who completes you, and then life conspires against you? How do you set your grief and anguish aside? How do you pick up the shattered pieces, put those pieces back together again, and try to move on?

Katie and Tripp met on the playground the first day of third grade when Tripp tried to rescue Katie from Zack, her twin brother. A lifelong friendship that later blossomed into love began that day.

Broken beyond her own ability to repair, Katie boxes her grief up and attempts to raise her three girls the best she can on her own. As time slowly passes, Katie relives her times with Tripp while struggling most days to even get out of bed. She is reminded of him at every turn.

Zack is Katie's twin brother and was Tripp's best friend. Having lost his own love, he dedicates himself to helping Katie put her life back together. Throw in a mother-in-law who torments at every turn and poor Katie can't even find a chance to breathe, much less a desire to somehow search for tomorrow. 

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Tell us 6 surprising things about yourself.
  • 1.     I am a PK. If you know what that means, then you know what that means.
    2.     I have always wanted to be a red head with long, beautiful corkscrew curls.
    3.     No matter what I’m doing, I would rather be outside, day or night, hot or cold, rain or shine.
    4.     I was awarded two separate scholarships when I graduated high school. One was a teaching fellowship and the other was for writing.
    5.     I love to cook, almost as much as I like to eat. I spent a couple of years as a private cook for a local family and loved every minute of it

    6.  At the moment, I have a makeshift office in my pantry! If need be, I can shut the door and cut off part of the noise. I hope to have a more permanent space soon.

One of your favorite quotes.

                  To whom much is given, much is required.          

Random things about my novel.

Just a bit of nonsense. I am Kathryn Anne, and my two sisters are Rebekah Elizabeth and Sarah Margaret. My husband is Channing, and my son is Zachary. One of my daughters is Elizabeth, and I still have to work my daughter Brittany into the book. Highlands is my most favorite place in the world to go when my soul need refreshing. Last, but not least, I actually had a great-grandma Tiddy!

Flirting Questions

What does love feel like? 

     Warm, fuzzy, secure, safe, sheltered

How did you meet your significant other? 

     In the lobby of the bank that I worked in. I was on all fours under a Christmas tree     tightening the screws in the base. What can I say? Baby got back!

If you could take a romantic trip, where would it be? 

     Any trip I take with Hubs is romantic. One of his favorite things to do is to whisk me away to wine and dine me.

Do you believe in love at first sight? 

     Absolutely! Ask me how I feel about my grandson Grayson!

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Meet the Author:

Katie Mac is a simple country girl who likes to spend time with her hubba, hunka hubby, her three kids and her friends. She loves to cook and really loves to eat! During the spring and summer, you will more than likely find her outside puttering around in her garden. When the veggies start coming in, she will probably be sweating over a hot canner in the kitchen, canning all the goodies she is blessed with. Katie likes to hike and go camping, and as a Girl Scout leader, she gets to do this pretty often! On cold winter nights, you will probably find her wrapped in a warm blanket, lost in a good book, while sitting in her rocking chair on the front porch!
Katie was born and raised in North Carolina, and while she loves to travel, she can't imagine ever leaving the mountains that she has come to call home. Not a day goes by that Katie doesn't thank God for abundantly blessing her. He has been so good to her, and she is very grateful. She holds Jeremiah 29:11 very close to her heart and believes it with every fiber of her being. "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Katie loves flip flops, chocolate, sweet tea and dirt between her toes. As far back as she can remember, she's had a book in her hand. Reading has carried her to places she will never go. It has introduced her to people that she will never meet. When life is great and when it is rough, she's always been able to find a book to carry her through. She finally decided to write down some of the stories in her head (yes, be scared) and heart after dawdling around and wasting years dreaming. She hopes you enjoy reading those stories as much as she loves writing them!


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