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Release Blitz: His Steady Heart by Nell Iris + Giveaway!

Posted on May 27, 2019 by thebloggergirls

His Steady Heart by Nell Iris

Ashley “Buck” Buchanan moved back home to take care of his sick mother when he was 22. That was the first time he met Pippin, the neglected 6-year-old boy next door. Fifteen years later, Buck, a caretaker by nature, offers up his couch for Pippin, who needs a break from his mom and a quiet place to sleep.

Pippin Olander is a ray of sunshine despite his emotionally lacking upbringing and works hard to make a better life for himself. Even though he’s fiercely self-sufficient, he learns to accept help from Buck, his rock and the only steady presence in his life.

Their friendship deepens and grows into something more as they spend time together. But when other people try to throw a wrench in the works, when Pippin’s independence is triggered, can Buck and Pippin trust in the love they’ve found?

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Release Blitz: Always With Me by Kris Jacen

Posted on May 26, 2019 by thebloggergirls

Always With Me by Kris Jacen

Calvin and Camden Luna — why yes, their dad is a big baseball fan— have moved around the world with their parents. Their father has been in the military since before they were born. Proud of their father and all he has done, neither of them is sure the military is for them. Haven’t they given up enough already? Cam is a fantastic baseball player and Cal loves the science of everything.

Tristan Nolan and Maddy Holt both grew up as military kids too, but neither of them moved around as much as the twins. Tris has always wanted to follow in the footsteps of those before him and make a career in the military; Maddy wants to save the planet and capture the heart of Calvin Luna… if he’d only open his eyes. Can Tris be himself — out and proud — and serve and protect his country? Can he end up with the one he’s loved for as long as he can remember?

What can happen when you grow up a military brat with the close ties from your fathers’ close friends and their families? Find the love of your life almost from the start? Or find out that maybe you’re all too close to have anything else.

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Release Blitz: The Bringer of Wrath by A.E. Via + Giveaway!

Posted on May 25, 2019 by thebloggergirls

The Bringer of Wrath by A.E. Via

Shifter and Vampire True Mates story.

Alek’s older brother, Justice—the Alpha Zenith—was the first shifter to mate with a vampire in many generations, and it was believed the rare, fated pairing would stop at him. But, it hadn’t. Aleksei ‘Alek’ Volkov was second beta, next in succession to the most powerful shifter in the world. He was proud of his title and he took his duties seriously. It was all he had. Until his true mate literally showed up on his doorstep.

While his brother—the overachiever—excelled at having a vampire as a mate, Alek wasn’t that optimistic he would. He wasn’t averse to love, and he’d often thought of how different his life could’ve turned out if he’d ever experienced the emotion. His life was a mess and he’d worn a mask of stability for a majority of that time, only showing his siblings and pack what they needed to see—a strong Volkov alpha. Not the damaged man he was, with a tortured soul and a rogue wolf.

Alek dropped his heavy head in his hands. Now, for some reason, I’ve been granted a true vampire mate. And not just any vampire. The intimidating Belleron Liatos. Lord High to the King and the leader of his army.

Belleron ‘Bell’ Liatos had come to the states for one reason—his best friend and Vampire King, Chadwick Bentley. He certainly didn’t come to be pounced on by a wolf that could act independently of its master. Not only was his destined cherished a complicated and confused man; but he was also unaware of the powerful presence that lurked in the shadows of his soul. Bell didn’t know he’d be the key to unlocking an exceptional triad that would play a critical role in fulfilling the prophesy.

This story DOES NOT contain or even mention MPREG. 

No multiple pairings. No cliffhangers. Ends with a very HFN. 

Warning: This book is M/M paranormal: If you DO NOT like alpha men shifting into large wolves, or vampires feeding from their destined beloveds, than this may not be the novel for you.

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Top Shelf by Allison Temple: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

Posted on May 24, 2019 by thebloggergirls

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by Allison Temple

One of the books had flopped open when Martin dropped it, and he was momentarily distracted as the words on the page shifted. But the words weren’t moving; he was seeing several pages at once. He bent to lift the book, and the pages rolled as the spine shifted in his hands. Once again, he was struck by the sense that the book was lighter than it should be. The pages had been cut, but unlike the bird book on the table, this one had no images. Instead, small rectangular-shaped perforations dotted the lines of text so words on subsequent pages were visible. He turned the page, delicate as lace.

He flipped the cover shut. The title had been carved away, but the author’s name was left. Calvin Forrester. Martin turned through the first few pages again. The original book’s topic was nearly unintelligible with so few of the words remaining. How would Mr. Forrester feel?

“What are you doing?” Seb was standing surprisingly close.

“I was just—”

“How did you get in?”

“I was showing him my project.” Cassidy was still crouched on the floor.

“That’s not your project.” Seb’s cool eyes were on the book in Martin’s hand.

“She asked for something to weigh it down.”

“It’s not a paperweight.”

“No, I can see that,” Martin said as he bounced his hand up and down with the open book in it. The spiderwebbing of pages fluttered in the breeze. Seb’s eyes widened, and his nostrils flared.

“Stop that!” He pulled the book out of Martin’s hands. “It’s not a toy.”

Martin’s face flushed, and his insides squeezed. He hated how he couldn’t control the reaction. Who was Seb to make him feel like this?

“It’s art.” Cassidy interjected from her spot on the floor.

“Cass.”

“You cut up a book?” Martin’s frustration tried to boil over. He shouldn’t be the only one upset here. He wanted to hold the book again, really heft it. If the rest of the pages were like the ones he’d seen, only a third of the words remained.

“And what if I did?” Seb’s voice was flat.

Didn’t he understand? “Those are someone’s words.”

“Words no one was going to read. It was about agricultural best practices in New England, printed in 1977.”

“That’s not the point. It was someone’s work. You can’t deface a book like that.” Despite everything, Martin’s spine straightened. Whatever awkwardness he normally felt in Seb’s presence gave way to anger on behalf of the unknown writer’s lost words.

“What do you know about it?” Seb brushed past him, his shoulder pushing against Martin’s.

The casual dismissal made Martin’s face heat. He never seemed worthy of Seb’s time, but he was suddenly unsure Seb’s interest was something to aspire to. “What gives you the right to ruin someone’s work like that?” He thrust his chin out. This was one place where he could hold his ground. He’d made a career out of unearthing the words of lost writers.

Seb slid the book back onto the shelf where it had been. “What gives you the right to judge me for it?”

“I wrote my dissertation on—”

“Your dissertation?” Seb’s laugh was low and mean as he turned back to face Martin. One blond eyebrow arched.

“I told you he was a doctor,” Cassidy said.

“A doctor. Is that right? Doctor Martin?” He stepped forward. Despite Martin’s conviction, the accusation in Seb’s eyes forced him to take a step back.

“That’s right.”

“Like a real doctor? Or one of those fake doctors? The ones with all that useless knowledge that only qualifies them to judge the rest of us poor slobs who actually had to go out and face the real world?”

“Real” doctors. Because, those who couldn’t do taught. He’d heard all the things PhD stood for: Post hole digger, pathetic hopeless dreamer.

“I worked hard for my degree.” Years of hard work. He’d loved those years before he’d finished his doctorate, when his direction had seemed so clear. And now he was defending them to someone who didn’t even see what was wrong with cutting up a book. How had he gotten himself into this? He’d only been trying to save Cassidy from giants.

“What are you doing in my house?” Seb asked again.

“I wanted to show him my portfolio,” Cassidy said.

“Well, he’s seen it.” Seb gestured behind them without looking away from Martin. “Now you can go.”

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Eight Lives by Autumn Breeze & Ashley Chamblee: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

Posted on May 23, 2019 by thebloggergirls

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by Autumn Breeze & Ashley Chamblee

“Look.” Anselm paused beside one of the many stalls set up in the open market, pointing to a necklace on one of the tables. It was a black choker with a simple small silver bell at the end of it. “I forgot your bell broke. Do you want another one?”

“I like it. It’s cute,” I said, moving closer to the stand. 

Anselm moved to the display as well. He picked up the bell and paid the woman behind the stall counter before he grabbed my hand. His fingers were colder than a normal human’s hand. I’d never noticed before, but that was probably because of my fur. 

The chill of his touch was comforting. 

“I have an idea.” Anselm pulled me along behind him. “Let me see if I can find—there she is!” 

Anselm found a woman sitting behind a small round table only a couple of stalls down from where we had purchased the choker. She had cards laid out in front of her, and I could feel the way the air around her seemed to spark. 

She was a witch. I stepped behind Anselm. I really didn’t like witches; even the Med-Witch we had seen was a bit scary. 

“Ma’am,” Anselm said, holding out my new choker, “could you enchant this? Something to make it the right size needed to fit around the owner’s neck. I’m willing to pay.” 

“I suppose. It is a simple enchantment.” The witch took the bell from Anselm. Her hands glowed a pale yellow for a few seconds before she held out her other hand. She had finished with her enchantment but was clearly not releasing the choker until Anselm placed a crisp new bill in her palm. “It was a pleasure doing business,” she said.

Anselm spun me around and pulled the choker across my neck. 

“We’re not even going to ask if she actually cursed it?” I said as Anselm snapped it in place. 

“She wasn’t a dark witch,” he explained. 

I reached up to touch the small bell. “Will it really still fit when I . . . go back?” I wondered. My last bell was something Anselm had given me years ago. I had cherished it until it broke, and even afterward, it was still in our home with a collection of my things. Now I had a new gift from him, one that would fit me as a cat or a man. 

“I hope so,” Anselm said, flicking the bell and making it ting. “It suits you. Do you really like it?” 

 I smiled, looking up at him. “I love it.” 

“Let’s get you some clothes,” Anselm said.

I nodded and reached out to grab his hand, lacing his fingers with mine. My heart raced as we walked. My tail swung behind us. I wished this could be our life, that maybe I could find a way to exist with Anselm as I was now, that maybe he would accept me as a man and not just a cat. 

I shook that daydream away. I couldn’t afford thoughts like that. 

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T.A.G. You’re Seen by A.G. Carothers: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

Posted on May 21, 2019 by thebloggergirls

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by A.G. Carothers

Conny was cute if you went for that sort of guy, the small impish build perfect for holding up against a wall. He wore wire frame glasses that made him look far too innocent, which he wasn’t. Where I had held back in exploring my sexual desires Conny had not. Dad thought for sure we were going to get together when we were teenagers since we were both gay and really close, but that was just never going to happen. We really were like brothers. We’d cuddle and watch movies, but my dick wouldn’t even twitch when looking at him naked and neither would his. It was better that way. We both had at least one person in our lives we could tell absolutely everything to without judgment or recrimination. We could both talk to Dad about anything too, but there were some things you just didn’t want to talk to your parental figure about. 

In this case, it was jacking off while spying on a mark. “I can’t believe you did that, Yoshi.” Conny shook his head with a half-smile.

“I couldn’t help it. The words had me at their mercy and his voice. God, it was so growly and sexy.” I leaned back into the couch with the phone in my lap not really caring where the camera was pointed.

“I guess it now makes sense why Ms. Ne handed me your contract file and told me to call you with her findings.”

“Oh yeah?” I sat up again and looked down into the phone. I was like an excited puppy. I wanted to roll my eyes at myself for acting like such a little kid. I’d never felt this way. I’d never been excited about a guy before. I didn’t know what to do with this energy or these feelings, but I did need to get a grip on myself before I had my talk with the mark.

“Yeah, she didn’t find anything else significant. There were some contracts done at the same time as the mark was in some of these places, but we have so many contracts that’s not really a sign of anything. She says everything looks like it’s on the up and up.” Conny turned over the papers he was looking at and shrugged. “I don’t know what to tell you brother, but you can’t let this infatuation get in the way. Just do the assignment and come home.”

I shook my head. “I can’t, Conny. I’m going to talk to him.”

“Don’t. You know that’s a bad idea.”

“Yeah, but you’re not going to tell me who or why there’s a contract out on him.”

“No, you know I can’t do that.”

“See so my only option to find out more is to talk to him.”

“No, you could just do the assignment.”

“I can’t. I just can’t. Something isn’t right, and I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t at least try to get to the bottom of it.”

Conny huffed out a breath. “Fine. How are you going to talk to him?”

“I’m already working on that part. I’m building a nice comfy room for him to stay in while I break down his mental defenses and question him.”

Conny burst out laughing. I looked at him confused. He laughed some more. I furrowed my brow. “You’re building a torture room to talk to him in?”

“Well, yeah. How else am I supposed to talk to him?”

Conny finally calmed down and composed himself. “Why not just ask him out?”

“How is that supposed to get me the information I need in a timely manner?”

“Yes, it may take longer, but at least then you could get some.”

I looked disgusted at him. “You want me to seduce him, get information out of him, fuck him, and then kill him?”

Conny shrugged. “Yeah, sure why not?”

“And they say you’re the cute and cuddly one.” I laughed a little bit at him and shook my head again. “No, that’s just cruel, and if I don’t want to give up my ass to some guy I pick up at a club, what makes you think I’m going to give up my ass to some guy I’m going to kill right after?”

Conny raised a hand in front of him in surrender. “Sorry, sorry. I forget your ass is the most precious thing in the world to you. God forbid you actually let anyone near it.” He stuck his tongue out at me, and I snorted out a huff.

Conny sobered. “Just don’t get attached, Yosh.”

My face fell, and I became serious. “I won’t. I know what I have to do.”

Conny nodded. “I’ll keep looking just in case I can find anything else. When are you going to grab him?”

“Next Monday. I finished pouring the concrete for the walls last night. It’s going to take all week for them to cure especially in this cold even with the blankets and stuff I put up to help keep out the cold. Then I’ll need a few days to put in the finishing touches.”

“Camera feeds going to our servers?”

“Of course.”

“Good. I’ll make sure to watch them when you get him.”

I smiled at my brother. “I know you have my back.”

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The Hierophant’s Daughter by M.F. Sullivan: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

Posted on May 19, 2019 by thebloggergirls

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by M.F. Sullivan

XIV

Communication Skills

In many ways, Tobias Akachi seemed too good to be true. Dominia first thought this was because she had not known many humans in anything other than a bureaucratic sense, as when they came into her San Valentino office to appeal to her for grants, favors, stays of execution, etc. Humans, therefore, seemed increasingly to be an otherwise defenseless group in need of a compassionate hand—though she had always felt that way, even while slaying them. The bloody course of her final war arose from a deep admixture of love and hate, in which love found but recent consideration. Somehow, love was more painful for the General. Was that a symptom of evil? Humans, after all, seemed to express love with ease. Not having seen them in their own environment since her aborted childhood, she had not recognized how their kindness, their prevailing belief in the basic decency of conscious individuals, drove some to help even martyrs. And martyrs, well…perhaps it was wrong to call her kind inherently selfish, but what else could be said of a cannibal race? Her Father had, since before their human births, drilled the message of martyr superiority: How could humanity but believe it? How could martyrs but act with those beliefs lodged in their hearts? If, in the martyr world, Dominia had called a friend for help at a strange hour, would she have received any friendship? Any help? Martyrs were to be hospitable to other martyrs, of course. But they were also taught it was understandable to refuse the phone call of an absurd hour, and acceptable to find a solution other than inviting a general, a prostitute, a wounded man, and a dog over for unlicensed emergency surgery. Dr. Akachi had a different approach, about which he discoursed while tending the thrashing patient.

“One should leap at the opportunity to help one’s fellow man.” The dentist used one great hand to hold Kahlil while the other manipulated a pair of silver tweezers in a way topical anesthetic and slow-acting opiates wouldn’t help. “And, with love in the heart! If you do not have love in your heart, you’d might as well do nothing at all.”

“I don’t know.” Miki pinned Kahlil’s shoulders to the silver surface of the dentist’s chic dining room table, sometimes grimacing through her friend’s struggles. “A lot of great charities were founded from a sense of obligation. Lots of old people have been helped. My country has a whole system of elder care—and why? Because old people are so good at guilt!”

“Obligation breeds mutual resentment. I help because I am happy to! Because I was put on God’s Earth to help my fellow man. To help you, Kahlil, get this nasty fellow out of you!”

With a glance for the martyr, then the dog, who observed from the living room couch, Miki said, “This is a great argument for ID-locking all guns.”

“This is an antique,” protested Dominia, who lifted the hem of her shirt to show the handle. Kahlil hissed.

“Put it away! Didn’t you learn your lesson? That stupid dog— Ow!”

While lifting into the light a bloodied bullet that made Miki wince, Tobias laughed. “Relax. You won’t die! Maybe limp a bit. Some long-term aches. You’ll get a good idea of when it’s going to rain!”

“You should be grateful.” Dominia adjusted with a snap the band of her drugstore eye patch, procured at a clerkless convenience store to blind the DIOX-I to their conversations. “That dog saved your life by forcing you to leave your house. You think your Caliphate would have been understanding?”

“Oh, Allah.” Kahlil tried to sit up until Miki shoved him back. “Do you need to mention my—affiliations?”

“I do not care. Much.” The winking dentist brandished a hooked suture needle intended for stitches in gums. “After all, I have a martyr who can testify to my impartiality! That is high praise, I think.”

“You should have destroyed her brain while she was in your office,” said Kahlil, who swore as Miki slammed him down into the table. “Shit— Well? Can you blame me?”

“Yeah, asshole, I can blame you. It’s your own fault you got shot, the way you barged in.” Sniffing, Miki looked over at the dog. “Poor boy was startled. Weren’t you, boy? Who’s a good boy?”

“He shot me!”

“He doesn’t know that!”

Dominia wasn’t so sure, but there was no point in arguing. Better to play along, to smirk and say, “Holding a grudge against a dog is kind of petty, Kahlil.”

“So maybe I hold one against you.”

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