Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Zyan Star Series by A.A. Chamberlynn - Book Tour + Giveaway

Martinis with the Devil
Zyan Star Series Book 1
by A. A. Chamberlynn

Urban Fantasy

When offered a job on the Holy Representative’s special security team,
bounty hunter Zyan Star couldn’t be less interested – until she
finds out it’s her most hated of exes that they’re trying to
track down. He broke her heart and dumped her, which in turn led to
the loss of her soul at the hands of an immortal soul thief. Now she
too exists on a diet of souls, with the occasional martini thrown in
for good measure, and she’s had over two hundred years to fantasize
about revenge. She just didn’t quite imagine it playing out
alongside the emissaries of Heaven.

Working with Eli, the uptight angel that heads up the HR’s security, is
just about as much fun as Zy expects. He of course wants her vampire
ex brought to justice through legal avenues, which is very
inconvenient and incredibly boring. As she dives into the case,
however, she realizes there’s more at stake than her plot for
payback. Like, the free will of mankind, and preventing the minions
of hell from taking over the sovereign dimensions. 

This job is going to push her to the limits of her abilities, and there’s
just a slight problem with that: the powers she’s suppressed for
centuries after losing control of them are exactly the powers she’s
going to need to save the HR, end her millennia-old ex and stop
Lucifer’s little plot to join the party and invade Earth. 

Savior of humanity? Not so much. Or so she thought.

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Whiskey and Angelfire
Zyan Star Series Book 2

Can Zyan avert the war that’s brewing before her past catches up to
her, quite literally?

When one of the angelic warriors goes missing, Zyan and Eli head off to
Dublin to join the search. As soon as they arrive, they're swept into
rising tensions between the angelic forces and the other supernatural
races. As more supernaturals go missing, Archangel Michael will stop
at nothing to put the perpetrator behind bars, even if it means
placing the city under martial law.

To add to the mess, Zyan's sister Anna is in Dublin, and where Anna is,
Lucifer is only a step behind. Not to mention Alexander, Zyan's sworn
enemy. Zyan has more than a sneaking suspicion they’re at the heart
of a spree of recent demon invasions. But something is odd about
these demons, and if she doesn’t figure it out before Lucifer
reveals his ultimate plan, the price could be catastrophic.

As if things couldn’t get worse, being back in Ireland where she was
turned immortal has dredged up the worst from her past. Including her
maker, Olga, who’s none too pleased that Zyan’s come back. 

Vengeance and Vermouth
Zyan Star Series Book 3

Book three in the Amazon bestselling Zyan Star urban fantasy series!

To bring her best friend back from the dead, Zyan will march into Hell
itself. But first she needs to amass a force that can challenge
Lucifer on his home turf. 

With Archangel Michael and the forces of Heaven on her heels, Zyan
criss-crosses the globe, gathering a supernatural team of epic
proportions. She’s calling in all her favors this time, summoning
figures from her past both dangerous and deadly.

And to get into Hell she must work with the worst of them all, the one
who murdered her friend in the first place. Zy will have to put aside
her burning need for revenge to pull off the biggest mission of her
life, but that may prove to be the one thing she can’t do.

Alexia’s writing process

Writers are frequently asked when they first considered themselves to be writers. I’m kind of rare in that I’ve always felt I was a writer. There was never a defining moment, I just was. I loved books as a child and first starting writing stories when I was five. In my teens I decided I would be a novelist and actively started to pursue it as a career (finishing books always helps, though J). It wasn’t until my late twenties that I actually finished my first novel and got serious about things.
I usually write on a sofa or chair with my legs propped up, laptop in hand. I have to write without music or noise to distract me. It doesn’t have to be total silence, but reasonably quiet. My process is to get the first draft written as quickly as possible and then edit later. A lot of people get hung up on their first drafts being ugly, but I don’t care. A first draft is supposed to be ugly. I have a simple one-page outline with the main plot points. I LOVE it when one of my characters takes over and does something unexpected, so I don’t feel locked to my outline at all. In fact, that act of raw creation, of sudden inspiration, is my favorite part of writing.
I’ve completed ten books at this point, and countless other unfinished works. It usually takes an average of three months to complete the first draft. My fastest ever was five weeks (that was with Huntress Found, the first book in my Timekeeper’s War series). Then I edit, edit, edit. My critique partners look at it and provide feedback as well. I don’t really believe in writer’s block. There are plenty of times I absolutely feel like I cannot write (uninspired, too tired, too distracted, etc.), but if I just open up my laptop and sit down something usually starts coming out. And again, since I’m not hung up on the first draft being ugly, I don’t care if it’s trash. I’m happy with it by the end of all my rounds of edits, so that’s what matters. I love it when my readers are happy, too J

Alexia is the author of the Amazon bestselling Zyan Star urban fantasy
series and The Timekeeper's War contemporary fantasy series. She
lives in Florida with her son, two cats, and a bearded dragon. When
she's not writing or reading, she can be found playing with horses,
drinking wine, traveling to the next place on her global wish list,
or maybe doing yoga. Dr. Who, unicorns, and katanas make her very
happy. She is represented by Sandy Lu of the L. Perkins Agency.

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Damaged by Jeanne St. James - Audio Book Tour + Giveaway

Author: Jeanne St. James

Narrator: B.B. Franklin

Length: 5 hour and 41 minutes

Publisher: Jeanne St. James

Released: Mar. 22, 2018

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Two scarred souls: one physically, one mentally. Both on the mend, hiding from their pasts...

Mace Walker can't wait to get home.

Being buried deep undercover for the past two years, on the most complex case of his career, has torn him down physically and mentally. Now the FBI agent has come home to recover after having his leg badly injured from a gunshot wound. Arriving home late one night, his relief is short-lived as he's faced with a stranger pointing a gun to his head, acting like he is the one who doesn't belong there!

Colby Parks, a biochemist at the local university, had come to town a year earlier to escape an abusive relationship. She vows never to put herself in that situation again.

Then the perfect opportunity comes along: housesitting for Mace's sister while making the house she purchased habitable. But she couldn't anticipate this big snag: the one wearing the tight Levi's and worn leather jacket, looking like he had just escaped prison.

Being forced to share a house creates sparks between them in more ways than one. However, things take a turn when their pasts catch up to them, threatening to pull them apart forever.

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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Finding Luna by Becca Fanning - Book Tour + Giveaway

Finding Luna
Pride Book 1
by Becca Fanning

RH Paranormal Romance

What happens when three Lion Shifters have to share one Mate?

Maryellen was born into a life, if given the chance, she would gladly give
away. Though she is probably one of the wealthiest people in the
country, Maryellen has never wanted her wealth. Nor her family who is
constantly trying to find ways to steal her wealth from her. After
being the sole heir to her grandfather’s fortune, everyone has been
out to get her ever since. After countless kidnapping attempts and
always being afraid to fall asleep, El is finally taking the step to
date someone and perhaps find true love. 

But when she meets Ryan on a blind date, her world changes forever. She
is plunged into the world of the paranormal as Ryan reveals his true
identity; that he is the leader of the local Pride of Lions. And more
than that is the fact that Ryan knows El is her mate. And to make
matters more complicated, Ryan is part of a Triad of brothers.
Meaning, El has three mates. As El tries to comprehend this crazy new
life she is a part of, she can’t deny how right this all feels. She
now has the protection of shifters and three men who will love her and keep her safe. 

But, even after accepting her new life, she can’t let go of the past.
She will have to find the truth behind why she is always targeted and
come to understand that it’s not just for her money. She will have
to make tough decisions, but at least now she knows she will never be alone again. 

USA Today Bestselling Author Becca Fanning brings you a compelling and
steamy Reverse Harem Shifter Romance!

Most people hate first dates.
The truth was, Maryellen Forsythe-Drew, or El to her friends, hated them too. But on this particular occasion, she had a gut feeling.
And that gut feeling was telling her that this date was going to be epic.
Sure, it wasn’t the first time the gut feeling had made an appearance, and had, ultimately, let her down. Like the time she’d been certain she’d be allowed more leeway with her campaigns on one of her charities when instead the head of project development had come on to her.
Filing for sexual harassment, and inadvertently getting the flexibility she’d wanted as a result, wasn’t how she figured gut feelings should work, but…
“Wow, way to blow your good mood, El,” she grumbled under her breath as she took a seat at the swanky restaurant where she’d arranged to meet with her blind date.
He wasn’t late. El was just insanely early. The need to get here, to get the ball rolling as it were, had been driving her since they’d made the damn arrangements on Thursday.
The anticipation of waiting for Saturday had practically killed her. But she’d already had arrangements with her parents on Friday night, and though she’d have loved to have skipped that particular session in torture, the misery from breaking that date wasn’t worth it.
Even for a date that had more potential than any other she’d had this year.
She blew out a breath as the server appeared. It was a woman, and praying for female solidarity instead of sisterly bitchiness, she asked, “Do I look flustered?”
The woman, a young blonde barely out of high school, blinked at her. “Ma’am?”
“I’m about to have a first date,” El explained, her stomach rumbling with more nerves. “I was just hoping I don’t look as bright pink as I feel.”
The server, Diana from her badge, smiled at her. “No, you don’t look pink. You look quite cute.”
El blinked. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Diana grinned. “I bat for your team, so you can trust me when I say that.”
El’s mouth dropped open. Feeling more flustered now, her hands rose and fell several times on her lap before they settled on digging into her upper thighs. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to impose.”
Could she have messed that up more royally?
Diana snorted. “Don’t be silly. I only mentioned it so you’d know when I say cute, I mean it. I can tell, you’re very nervous though.”
“I am,” El confessed, and it felt weird to have a confessor who was at least ten years younger than her, but damn, she’d take anything she could get. “I met him on that new dating site, Pride in Love. My friends dared me to go on it and I thought it was just stupid, but then I met Ryan, and…” She blew out a long breath.
“He’s like the whole package, you know?”
Diana’s smile was warm. “I’m glad. So why if he’s the ‘whole package’ are you nervous? You should be excited!”
“Because I’m a dork, and I don’t want to screw things up,” El admitted. “I’m already here forty minutes early…”
Diana blinked in surprise. “Wow! That’s definitely early. Can I get you something to drink or eat to settle your nerves?”
“I don’t normally drink,” El confessed again. “But on this occasion, I’ll have a white wine spritzer. Maybe that will calm me down. I really don’t want to mess this up.”
“Well, you look beautiful, and you’re nice and friendly, El. I don’t see why you should be any different when Ryan comes by.”
Something about Diana’s words before she bustled off had El sitting up straighter. The server was right.
She was a nice woman. Easy to talk to, friendly and caring. On the outside, she wasn’t bad to look at. Her friends said she was beautiful but El knew they were just being kind—if she dropped thirty pounds, she’d be beautiful.
As El’s mom often said, “You have such a pretty face, darling.” That wonderful compliment often came when El arrived at the family home, dressed formally as her mother required, and always feeling wanting in comparison to her stick thin sisters-in-law—a feeling her mother encouraged.
El shrugged off the thought because if she had her parents on her mind she’d never charm Ryan.
Even thinking about her family was enough to subdue her, and El knew that wasn’t the woman Ryan had come to know.
Within the anonymity of the dating site, she’d allowed her natural vivacity to flow free when they’d chatted, and she wanted Ryan to meet that side of her. The uninhibited woman who could and would appear when she wasn’t being cowed by her mommy and daddy.
Irritation flared, and she embraced it. Embraced the heat because it burned that inner core of cold that she’d created over the years as a defense mechanism.
Spying Diana coming with her drink, El took a look around the restaurant and smiled. It was a fancy place, that was for sure.
Bright white, it should have been cold, but huge golden orbs were suspended from the ceiling in different heights, creating a wave of sorts. The orbs were like miniature moons. All of them in assorted sizes.
They swirled about the room, even appearing on the floor; in corners or over on the dancefloor in the center of the restaurant, which was bordered by the bright orbs.
Tables were sectioned off for privacy with low frosted glass partitions, but the bright cerulean blue tablecloths were a spark of color in the otherwise white restaurant. Even the waitstaff wore all white.
She looked at the doorway where the maître d’ stood. The woman was tall, close to six feet, and she was the only staff member that El could see who wore color—the same bright blue as the tablecloths. Her white starched blouse was tucked into high waist trousers, and the result was a tailored dream.
El wished like hell she had the figure to pull off something so simple, but she was way too round for that.
A pear when she needed to be a ruler.
Feeling Diana’s approach, she was about to turn when she saw Ryan—immediately recognizing him from his pictures online. He didn’t come from the front door, but from a back room behind the maître d’. He stopped to talk to the woman, smiled at her as he bent over the stand, and studied the plans
she kept on there.
Just as El was wondering whether Ryan managed the restaurant or something, he kissed the maître d’s cheek.
Bile tried and failed to gurgle around her insides, but jealousy did. It hadn’t been a sexual kiss, El tried to reason with herself.
Still, seeing it hurt.
The thought had her stiffening in her seat because she didn’t own the damn man.
It had been a kiss on the cheek, not an all-out make out session in the doorway. Friends kissed friends, right? It could be perfectly natural. Innocent, she thought frantically.
Before the tension from her date kissing another woman could flood her, Diana appeared and popped her drink down in front of her. The server must have seen where she was looking because she half-turned and saw Ryan.
El frowned at Diana’s reaction—the other woman dropped her tray to her side and declared, “You’re the Ryan?”
El flushed. “Excuse me?” Mortification succeeded in turning her bright pink. What the hell was going on?
Ryan approached the table, and now he was nearer, and not kissing cheeks with beautiful members of staff, she had to admit he was better looking in person.
God, talk about a total understatement. Better looking? That was like saying he was handsome.
Ryan was…
Well, handsome wasn’t the word.
He was a god.
That was it.
No other way of describing him.
Taller than the maître d’, she knew from his profile he was six-seven. But he wore it well. He wasn’t thin and lean, but lithe and strong. His muscles were evident through his brutally tailored navy suit. It clung in all the right places and displayed a soupcon of a white silk shirt that lay flat against abs so
delineated, she could see them through the fabric. He wore no tie, but he had a little pocket handkerchief… the lack of one and the presence of the other equalizing the semi-formal look.
His hair was a blond any woman would have killed for. So many shades of gold, her own hands longed to touch the silky locks. He was tanned and bronze, and his eyes were a bright blue that seemed to scan the situation with ease.
He had a strong Roman nose, a wide brow, lips made for kissing, and a jaw so hulking she knew from looks alone how stubborn he was.
All in all, she felt totally underdressed and overwhelmed.
Who was this god and why had he elected to date her?
She gulped when he shot her a smile that made her melt. Just like that.
His nostrils flared a second, but before she could freak out over whether he could smell her arousal—who could do that? No one, she desperately reassured herself—he turned to Diana and wrapped an arm around her.
Wow, this guy was tactile.

USA Today Bestselling Author Becca is interested in one thing: big alpha
male Shifters who know when to be tough and when to be sensitive. She
didn't think there were enough of those, so she's been writing about
them for the past three years! Her books are steamy with deep
characters, suspense and authentic relationships.

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