“Heated Pursuit (Alpha Security #1)” by April Hunt #ReleaseBlitz


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Book Title: Heated Pursuit (Alpha Security, #1)
Author: April Hunt
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 25, 2016
Publisher: Forever & Forever Yours | Grand Central Publishing
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Penny Kline didn’t come to Honduras on a pleasure trip. She’s here to rescue her kidnapped niece, the only family she’s got left. What she didn’t plan on was walking into a covert ops mission—or being wrapped up in the hard-muscled arms of Rafe Ortega. The cool-as-ice operative’s touch may get her all hot and bothered, but no man can have a hold on her heart until her niece is home where she belongs.

Even in the tropics, Alpha Security operative Rafe can take down the bad guys without breaking a sweat. Hostage extractions. Clandestine missions. Those are the things he’s been trained to handle. Relationships? Not so much. But one look at this strong, sexy redhead and he’s seized by a fierce urge to protect her at all costs. Now Penny and Rafe will have to up their game because they’re about to go into a master criminal’s lair without backup, and the danger—and passion—is about to explode . . .


Allow him?” Penny’s gentle tone froze all five men to their spots. Instead of shrinking as she kicked off her heels, her stature grew. She glanced pointedly at each of them before landing on Trey, and never once raised her voice. “If Rafe had insisted on bringing any kind of security, it would’ve made it look like he had something to hide.”

“Yeah, but he didn’t need to agree to letting you tag along,” Trey argued.

She shrugged. “Fuentes likes women. Isn’t that why we thought sending me into the club with Rafe was a good idea to begin with? We got his attention. We got in. I’m not going to question why, and having been after this guy for months, neither should you.”

“We shouldn’t, but we are,” Stone interjected. “Too many innocents have been affected by Fuentes. We’re not eager to add to the tally.”

“My name was added to that list the moment the bastard took the only family I have left!”

As the rest of the team focused on Penny, Rafe’s gaze cut to his best friend. If he didn’t know Trey so well, he would’ve missed the minute twitch of his left eye. Faint, quick, and only happening once before Trey pulled himself back together, the brief flicker was his friend’s only physical show of weakness.

Rafe treaded carefully, clearing his throat. “I think what Stone means, Red, is that playing arm candy for a few hours is a hell of a lot different than having you under Fuentes’s roof—literally.”

“Then I won’t do it.”

“Thank fucking God,” Trey mumbled.

When Penny folded her arms across her chest, fluffing up the already impressive view, Rafe knew there was more. “If you can tell me right now there isn’t the slightest chance Diego will rescind his invite if I back out, then I’ll stay behind.” No one could make that claim, and the grim smile on her face indicated she knew it. “No? Then I’m going.”

Stone perched on the edge of the couch. His gaze was stern, but his voice surprisingly gentle. “You have to understand something, sweetheart. We have no idea where the Fuentes compound is. The entire international alphabet-fucking-soup has been trying to track the bastard down for years. We’re their last line of defense before they have to tuck tails and admit they’ve fucked up.”

She tossed her hands up in the air with a growl. “Which is why it doesn’t make sense that you’d be willing to risk the chance of Fuentes telling us to bug off! You’ve never gotten this close before.”

Trey intervened. “You’d be going into this op dark, Penn—no backup if things go to shit. No support. We can’t send you in with wires or run-of-the-mill tracking chips, because the paranoid bastard has the capability of finding them. It’ll just be you and Rafe. And if things go to hell, it’ll be the two of you and the Honduran rain forest.”

“Good thing I was a Girl Scout, then, huh? I wasn’t blowing smoke up your skirts when I said I’d do anything to get Rachel back. The question is are you going to let me?”

Fuck no. The red-blooded man in Rafe wanted her sweet ass on a plane. Out of sight. Out of mind. And out of danger. But the trained operative grudgingly admitted that she had a point. Her leaving at this juncture in the game would make their job more difficult than if she stayed.

Still, it wasn’t Rafe’s call to make—thank fucking God.

Stone, looking a hell of a lot like a gargoyle, went quiet. That alone wasn’t what alarmed Rafe, because the Alpha head often kept his thoughts under a tightly sealed wrap. What had Rafe holding his breath was the way Stone tapped his fingers against his thigh…as if he was in deep thought.

And then his boss’s gaze shifted to him. Fuckin’ A.

“The decision’s yours, Ortega.” Lips pressed into a thin line, Stone’s expression looked anything but thrilled. “You’re the one going on the inside with her. I know I don’t have to remind you that you’re going into this deaf and blind. Bail enforcement or not, Penny’s not Alpha trained. That means on top of everything else you’re responsible for, you need to add her to the list—and right at the damn top.”

“He doesn’t need to—”

“Yeah, he does. Though you can hit a target and inflict a fair amount of damage, you’re green. You’ve never been on this kind of an op. Hell, even Ortega hasn’t.”

But no fucking pressure. Dealing with Taliban leaders in the middle of the desert had nothing on the expectant stare Penny slid his way. On the exterior, she looked the poster girl for calm and cool. Direct gaze. Back straight. But the subtle bite to her lower lip identified it as a carefully controlled ruse.

He wanted to say what his team expected him to—no fucking way. But the words wouldn’t come.

Though he didn’t have family in the true sense of the word, everyone associated with Alpha was his family—even their ball-buster analyst, Charlie. If he were in Penny’s shoes, he’d turn over every rock in the Afghan desert, search every damn block of ice in the Arctic, and make a deal with the devil if it meant the safe return of his family. That same brand of loyalty was etched on every feminine curve of Penny’s face.

Lives counted on their success, and not just their own, but Rachel’s and the countless others being subjected to Freedom and God only knew what other nasty drugs Fuentes pedaled around the globe.

Meeting Penny’s gaze, Rafe mentally relived the last week—Penny sparring in the training room, the too-close-for-comfort scuffle in the alley, and the professional ease with which she handled the meeting with Fuentes. Hell, she’d been the one who remained casually aloof while he nearly reached across the table and throttled the sick fuck with his bare hands.

He couldn’t believe he was going to fucking say it. “Don’t make me regret agreeing to this, Red.”

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April blames her incurable chocolate addiction on growing up in rural Pennsylvania, way too close to America’s chocolate capital, Hershey. She now lives in Virginia with her college sweetheart husband, two young children, and a cat who thinks she’s a human-dog hybrid. On those rare occasions she’s not donning the cape of her children’s personal chauffer, April’s either planning, plotting, or writing about her next alpha hero and the woman he never knew he needed, but now can’t live without.

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“Somebody Like You (Maverick Junction #1)” by Lynette Austin #ReleaseBlitz


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Book Title:Somebody Like You (Maverick Junction #1)
Author: Lynnette Austin
Genre: Contemporary Western Romance
Release Date: October 25, 2016
Publisher: Forever & Forever Yours | Grand Central Publishing
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Cash Hardeman thinks he’ll have all the time in the world to find the right woman . . . until he discovers he might lose the family ranch if he’s not married by his thirtieth birthday. So when Boston beauty Annelise blows into town on her Harley, Cash can’t help wondering if she’s the sexy, leather-clad answer to all his problems.

Giving her bodyguards and the paparazzi the slip, heiress Annelise Montjoy comes to Maverick Junction on a mission to help her ailing grandfather. But keeping her identity hidden in the small Texas town is harder than she expected-especially around a tempting cowboy like Cash. He’s the kind of man who makes her want to spill all her secrets. Soon Annelise starts to wonder if she’s finally found the man who can love her for herself rather than her money. But will the secrets they both keep ruin their plans to ride off into the sunset together?


“Annie, I’m the guy. The guy drives.”

“Not always.”

“In Texas he does.”

She rolled her eyes. “That is so male!”

“There you go. I’m a male.”

“It’s about control. You’re used to being in control.”

Hands on his hips, he thought about that. “Yeah, guess I am.”

“Well, so am I. And it’s my bike.” She dangled the keys in front of him. “My keys mean I drive.”

“But you don’t know where we’re going,” he argued.

“So you’ll be my co-pilot. Direct me. How else am I going to learn my way around?”

He scowled, not at all comfortable with the way this was going down. “Tell you what. Why don’t we take the Caddy? Top’s down, and it’s an amazing night. It’ll be nice.”

She laughed, the sound curling itself in his belly. “Nice try, but uh-uh. No way. You talked me into a night bike ride, Cash, and that’s what I intend to have.”

“You might want to think about this.”

“Oh, I have.” A quick grin lit her face. Then, mimicking his stance, she rested her hands on those curvy hips and tilted her head. “You’re not afraid to ride with me, are you?”

His eyes narrowed. “Afraid? Me? Not in this lifetime.”


After he stepped onto the stair landing, she closed and locked the door behind her. Then she headed down the stairs and hopped on her Harley. In the driver’s seat. He felt unbelievably silly as he slowly swung his leg and slid behind her. He sure as hell hoped nobody saw him sitting in the sissy seat. “Annie—”

“Hold on, big boy.” The bike rumbled to life. She spurted out of the drive so fast he barely had time to wrap his arms around her slender waist. He held himself stiffly as she navigated her way through the side streets, fuming that she didn’t trust him to drive her motorcycle. But then, as they headed out of town along the dark road, the night air wrapped around him, and he began to relax. Not half-bad. Rather than hands on the controls, his arms were free to slide around Annie. His palms rested on her taut stomach, imagined the soft, warm skin beneath that butter-colored tank. He leaned into her, breathed in her purely feminine scent. Nuzzled her neck just below her helmet.

The bike wobbled and he pulled back, laughing. Throwing caution to the wind, they wound through narrow back roads as he directed her across his grandfather’s land to his little place by the lake. His sanctuary. He didn’t often take anyone there.

As it came into view, she slowed. “Oh, Cash. This is incredible.”

It was, he thought. The moon hung low, glimmered in the lake. The stately pines that rimmed the far side reflected in the smooth-as-glass dark water. And his house, with its cedar siding and high-pitched cedar-shingled roof, looked like every man’s dream. He’d worried when his mother had insisted on planting those daisies flanking the porch and walk. But their white heads glistened in the moonlight and actually added to the place’s charm.

He cleared his throat. “I like it.”

She turned off her bike, and the two of them sat listening to the bullfrogs, the cicadas, the hoot of an owl off in the distance. His fingers itched to run along her moon-gilded arms and shoulders, and he found himself wishing he hadn’t suggested she change out of those little white shorts before hopping on the bike. His hands itched to tangle themselves in the mass of curls that tumbled free when she removed her helmet. Instead, he said, “Come on. Let me show you around.”

They left the helmets on the bike and walked across the yard to stand by the lake. Before they reached the water’s edge, Staubach came barreling toward them, whimpering and shaking with delight.

“I thought you were locked in the house, pal.” Cash snagged his collar, and the dog dropped to the ground.

Annie crouched beside him, and the dog wriggled loose from Cash and rolled onto his back. With a laugh, she gave in. “You like this, don’t you, you silly thing.”

“Nothing silly ’bout having a woman’s hands on you.”

Their eyes met in the pale light, and he had to remind himself to go slow. To resist the urge to join her on the grass. To fight the almost overwhelming need to put his own hands all over her.

“Up for another ride?” he asked impulsively, spotting the canoe he’d left tethered to his dock.


“Sure, why not?”

She grinned. “Why not?”

“You’re staying here, Staubach.”

The dog, happy to have his person home, sat on his haunches, tail wagging. Cash helped her in, then settled himself on the center bench. This time he was driving, by God. His paddle dipped almost silently into the water as they glided toward the middle of the lake. Overhead, stars winked, and the moon scattered soft light. Not a single cloud drifted by to mar the sky’s obsidian perfection.

Totally relaxed, she leaned back, dipping her hand in the cool water, letting her fingers trail as they slipped smoothly along.

“Look,” she whispered. Fireflies winked and darted across the water. Cash angled the paddle back into the canoe and leaned forward. His arm slid around Annie and drew her close. She yipped when the boat rocked.

“Shhh. It’s okay. You’re safe.”

Still, she held on to the sides. He pried her fingers loose and put her hands on his arms.

“Here. Hold on to me.”

Before she could protest, he lowered his mouth to hers. Annie’s grip tightened on his biceps. With a sigh, she leaned closer still, seeming unconcerned when the canoe listed, then righted itself. Her mouth opened, and she gave him everything. He changed the angle and deepened the kiss. Heart hammering in his chest, Cash finally broke the mind-staggering connection. “Annie—”

She shook her head, laid a finger over his lips. “Don’t say anything, Cash. Kiss me again.”

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Lynnette Austin loves Starbucks, peppermint patties, and long rides with the top down and the music cranked up! One of the great things about writing is that daydreaming is not only permissible but encouraged. She grew up in Pennsylvania, moved to New York, then to Wyoming, and presently divides her time between Florida’s beaches and Georgia’s mountains. She’s been a finalist in RWA’s Golden Heart Contest, PASIC’s Book of Your Heart Contest, and Georgia Romance Writers’ Maggie Contest. Having grown up in a small town, that’s where her heart takes her-to those quirky small towns where everybody knows everybody…and all their business, for better or worse.

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The Keeper of the Poor Boy of Wood

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The Keeper of the Poor Boy of Wood

By Joshua David

Ever steadily beats the drum,

Within your gears, within your lungs

Pulling hands attached on end,

Round your face, above your chin

The wooden boy above your head,

Prepares his hourly sermonette

To tell the tales of years gone by

Above your roar, above your cry

Sadness rising with the bell,

Another hour’s all is well

Yet in his chamber, the boy retreats

Inward where your heart beats

Sitting, toiling, churning new,

His speech prepared in hour’s due

The poor boy of wood upon your crown

Release him down, release him down

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“Claiming A Pirate: A Swashbuckling Erotic Romance” by Em Brown #Review

claiming-a-pirate“Claiming A Pirate: A Swashbuckling Erotic Romance”

by Em Brown

Historical/Multicultural Romance

Release Date: October 6, 2016

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4/5 Stars! 

Adanya Mbwana and Dominic Bold are nothing less than a fierce battle of wills. Dominic even admits to himself that Adanya’s will is the stronger of the two. But none of it matters when it’s obvious Fate already has a plan.

I’m not usually a fan of Adanya’s type of female – brusque, unrelenting, even harsh. But, here it’s absolutely perfect. She’s a young woman liberated from cruel captors aboard a slave ship, then becomes a crew member aboard a pirate ship. Her life/world has been nothing but harsh. She knows little about weakness, and even less about her sexuality. However, as Adanya ages, curiosity and Mother Nature get the best of her. Neither of them realize it, but the request she makes of Dominic – as his agreeing to it – will forever change their lives.

Even before Adanya’s request, Dominic knows she’s impacted his life. After liberating the slave ship, Bountiful, Adanya’s father subsequently saves Dominic’s life, and becomes a member of the Phantom’s crew. (Dominic’s ship) Not realizing Mbwana has a young daughter until it’s too late, Dominic knows a pirate ship is no place for a female of any age, but also makes Adanya a member of his crew. Her abilities and determination make her an extraordinary crew member and she eventually becomes the ship’s pilot.

The road to their eventual separation, (and Adanya becoming captain of her own ship, the Sea Falcon) and reunion is the hand of Fate at its best. These two have to get past the bitterness, yearnings…and their pride with prices on their heads and crew members who are less than loyal.

The plot is tightly woven, and the characters are complex. The author nails their personalities. My only issue with this read is that it ends just a tad bit too quickly, because Rowland…yeah – he needed to be dealt with.

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“Dragon’s Soul (The Dragon’s Fey, #2)” by Michelle Rabe #BlogTour


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Book Title: Dragon’s Soul (The Dragon’s Fey Saga, #2)
Author: Michelle Rabe
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Release Date: October 22, 2016
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Crown Prince Killian Rhys’s life has been defined by duty for as long as he can recall.

Duty ties him to a wife he does not love.

Duty separates him from the woman he loves, a woman once believed to be beneath him.

Duty holds him to the people he will one day rule.

Can Killian break free of duty’s chains before his wife binds him with more than vows?

Will he find a path to his true love, or will duty wrap him in inescapable shackles?




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A lifelong California girl, Michelle Rabe tried the Hollywood thing but decided she preferred an author’s den to the actor’s trailer. She now lives in the Phoenix Arizona area with her unhelpful author cat. Michelle is the author of the Morgan Blackstone Vampires series and The Dragon Fey Saga.

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“8 Second Decision (Silver Star Ranch #1)” by HJ Bellus #Review

8-second-ride“8 Second Decision (Silver Star Ranch #1)”

by H.J. Bellus

Western Romance

Release Date: July 19, 2015

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5/5 Stars!

What a great read this was! If I could give it more than five stars, I would!

Merek Slatter and Challis Jones are gunpowder and fire, and it doesn’t matter if they’re living, loving or fighting, their sparks ignite a blaze that is intense!

World champion rodeo star, Merek, is home for a break from the circuit, and to help his brothers, Maverick and Marvel, in the ongoing battle to save their grandfather’s legacy – the Silver Star Ranch – from their father’s ever-increasing gambling debts. Challis, also a champion in her own right, leaves school after the sudden death of her rodeo legend father to raise the money to buy back Wine Cup Ranch – her home – from her skanky, money-grubbing stepmother, Lola. When these two meet, Merek is instantly smitten. Challis is instantly repulsed by the infamous manwhore. And, YET, she’s attracted too!

Circumstances continue to throw these two together, and egos and attitudes keep them at odds. However, when they finally fall, they fall hard! That’s where the great part of this story begins. Merek and Challis heat up the sheets, but they’re also falling in love. Though surprised at himself, Merek has no problem with it. Challis is another story entirely.

Challis has emotional walls built higher than Mt. Everest. After learning her backstory, the reader will understand why…mostly. I liked and admired Challis…most of the time. She’s strong and fierce, but she could also use an anger management class or two. The average woman in Challis’ position – dealing with the loss of her father, having to drop out of school, and having to deal with skanky Lola – probably would have fallen apart. However, Challis Jones is made from stronger stuff, and she runs with the hand dealt her. BUT, when things are not under her control, Challis’ anger explodes and she takes it out on the one person on the planet who would do anything for her – Merek. To his credit, Merek deals with it in his own way, and despite his own family’s situation, he’s still determined to help Challis. Gotta love a man who’s committed even when the odds are against him.

To her credit, even at her worst, Challis knew she was wrong. She didn’t try to whitewash it or run from it, and she knew SHE had to make it right…especially the second time. Merek’s going to do anything Challis wants whether she chooses him or not, but protecting his own heart, he lays down some rules – and he’s right to. Challis knows he will never walk away, but her issues may push him out the door.

In the midst of trying to be together, Merek and Challis deal with betrayals, sabotage, debt, bad guys, sick animals, rodeo shenanigans, brother drama, a lovable grandfather, a father who doesn’t know when to quit, and of course, skanky Lola. All of this makes for an enjoyable read that is unputdownable! I give it my highest recommendation! (My mind works in mysterious ways, but I was pleasantly surprised to find I also already own book two – Maverick’s story, “Rules of the Ride!”)