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1. Cover Reveal: Boomerang, Noelle August.


I love this cover! and I can't wait to read this book come July!

On-sale 7/15/14; ISBN: 9780062331069;William Morrow Paperbacks; Pages: 304; $13.99

Plus, look at who is Noelle August!

Lorin Oberweger and Veronica Rossi writing as Noelle August's BOOMERANG, pitched as THE HANGOVER meets THE INTERNSHIP, set in an online dating service that aims to be Match.com for millennials on the rebound.

Don't know about you, but this is right up my alley for this summer!















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2. Blogging is hard...

Sometimes I really feel like giving up.
As I read and write and try to take care of a family, I find myself wondering if I can continue to do this.

I think others have felt this way with various things in their life. I refuse to be a quitter. I do not want NO to be the catch phrase that pertains to me.

I love to read and talk about books. I love to write and talk to people about my writing. I love doing giveaways to get books into the hands of the people who are just like me. I love hearing thoughts on books that are popular. I love hearing why you might not have liked a certain book that is popular.

We're all entitled to not like things as well as love things.

Blogging is hard because you don't want to upset people's feelings when they've given you their work to read and review. Being negative is all part of the game. We don't blog to bash people. We blog to discuss books and get feedback or start a conversation.

Like I said Blogging is hard. It's a commitment that we don't always have time to take care of, but it doesn't mean we're not invested.

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4. FALLEN BEAUTY Blog Tour & Giveaway




“Without sin, can we know beauty? Can we fully appreciate the summer without the winter? No, I am glad to suffer so I can feel the fullness of our time in the light.”

Upstate New York, 1928. Laura Kelley and the man she loves sneak away from their judgmental town to attend a performance of the scandalous Ziegfeld Follies. But the dark consequences of their night of daring and delight reach far into the future.…

That same evening, Bohemian poet Edna St. Vincent Millay and her indulgent husband hold a wild party in their remote mountain estate, hoping to inspire her muse. Millay declares her wish for a new lover who will take her to unparalleled heights of passion and poetry, but for the first time, the man who responds will not bend completely to her will.…

Two years later, Laura, an unwed seamstress struggling to support her daughter, and Millay, a woman fighting the passage of time, work together secretly to create costumes for Millay’s next grand tour. As their complex, often uneasy friendship develops amid growing local condemnation, each woman is forced to confront what it means to be a fallen woman…and to decide for herself what price she is willing to pay to live a full life.

“Lovers of the Jazz Age, literary enthusiasts, and general historic fiction readers will find much to love about Call Me Zelda. Highly recommended.” –Historical Novel Society, Editors’ Choice(less)





















Erika Robuck, critically acclaimed author of Hemingway’s Girl and Call Me Zelda, returns with another fascinating novel featuring a literary figure… this time, charismatic 1930s poet, Edna St. Vincent Millay. 

In FALLEN BEAUTY (NAL Trade Paperback; 978-0-451-41890-6; March 4, 2014; $16), Robuck presents vivid new characters while portraying a beautifully eccentric Edna St. Vincent Millay, around whom an electrifying tale unfolds, where the fast pace of the jazz age collides with life in a small, judgmental town.   

In the tradition of The Paris Wife and The Aviator’s Wife, FALLEN BEAUTY is a poignant page-turner comprised of fascinating pieces of history immersed in a beautifully written narrative. Robuck captures the radiance and charisma of Edna St. Vincent Millay, the fragility and power of family loyalty, and the ultimate, all-encompassing passion of love in its many forms.

About the Author:
Erika Robuck has appeared on the Southern Independent Bestseller List for Call Me Zelda and is the critically acclaimed author of Hemingway’s Girl.  Born and raised in Annapolis, Maryland, Erika was inspired by the cobblestones and old churches.  She is a contributor to the popular fiction blog, Writer Unboxed, and maintains her own historical fiction blog called Muse.  For more information please visit www.erikarobuck.com, and Twitter @ErikaRobuck.

Erika Robuck will embark on a national tour in March, meeting with booksellers, bloggers, and readers across the country…

March 7                                             Launch event at BARNES & NOBLE in Annapolis, MD
March 11                                           Luncheon at PAGE & PALETTE in Fairhope, AL (12PM) 
March 12                                                         Reading and book signing featuring friend and NYT Bestselling author, Karen White, at FOXTALE BOOK SHOPPE in Woodstock, GA (6:30PM)
March 13                                                         Ticketed luncheon at FICTION ADDICTION in Greenville, SC (City Range at 12PM)
March 14                                           Reading and book signing at MALAPROPS in Asheville, NC (7PM)
March 15                                           Reading and book signing at PARK ROAD BOOKS in Charlotte, NC (2PM)
March 17                                           Reading and book signing at THE COUNTRY BOOKSHOP in Southern Pines, NC (4:30PM)
March 22                                           A multi-author event featuring Nora Roberts’ Shadow Spell at TURN THE PAGE in Boonsboro, MD (12PM)
                                                           
*For more information on Erika’s tour events, please visit www.ErikaRobuck.com and participating bookstore websites. 

Please be sure to check out the other stops along the FALLEN BEAUTY Blog Tour for more unique review coverage and additional chances to enter to win a giveaway copy of FALLEN BEAUTY!!

February 17                                       A Patchwork of Books
February 18                                       Jenn’s Bookshelves
February 19                                       Great New Books
February 20                                       Chick Lit Plus
February 21                                       Book Dilettante
February 22                                      BookNAround
*Millay's Birthday*                        Entertainment Realm
February 24                                       Laura's Review Bookshelf
February 25                                       Literally Jen
February 26                                       Literate Housewife
February 27                                       Anita Loves Books
February 28                                       Silver's Reviews
March 3                                             Alison's Book Marks
March 4                                             Biblio File
*On-Sale*                                         Sincerely Stacie
March 5                                             Teresa's Reading Corner
March 6                                             Entomology of a Bookworm
March 7                                             My 5 Monkeys


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5. Book Review: Gabriel's Redemption, Sylvain Reynard


Reading Level:Contemporary Romance/New Adult

Format:

Ebook (ARC)

Publisher:

Berkley Trade 12/3/13

Rating:

3


Gabriel and Julianne have been married for six months. He's a tenured professor at Boston University and Julia is Ph.D student at Harvard University. Married life for the both of them is wondrous and difficult at the same time. Gabriel is going through some hard decisions he has to face and Julia is feeling overwhelmed as a full-time student.

When Julia is asked to present a paper at Oxford, she is thrilled, but scared at the same time because her findings for this specific paper contradicts what Gabriel has written about in the past. When he reads the paper, he automatically tells her she's wrong and she can't possibly present the paper.

Stupid mistake #1, Professor Emerson: You never tell your wife she's wrong. 

Stupid mistake #2, Professor Emerson: You don't tell you're overwhelmed wife you want kids sooner rather than later. 

Stupid mistake #3, Professor Emerson: Don't keep things secret from said wife.

A lot of these scenarios were okay, but I felt they tended to go on too long. Gabriel's back and forth on having the vasectomy reversed was annoying. Still hating his father and not wanting anything to do with them, when Julianne wanted a medical history.

I found a lot of the times, that I got pulled out of the story when Christa, Paul, Natalie and Simon were written about. Yes, Reynard was trying to tie up loose ends, but it was more distracting than a comforting tie.

This book was definitely written for the fans who clamored for more of Gabriel and Julianne. And he gave it to them in spades, but honestly. The ending of book 2 was more than enough for me.

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6. Cover Reveal and Sneak Peek of EMPOWER by Jessica Shirvington

I'm so excited to be able to show you this fantastic cover. I had a chance to read this book as a friend in Australia was kind enough to buy and send me a copy! It was everything I wanted it to be, but I also cannot wait for it to be released here in the States because I love the Sourcebooks Fire covers so much. So without much ado, here is the cover and below the jump will be the first chapter of EMPOWER.





chapter one
“But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.”

Robert Frost

My sweater was coated in a layer of mist—-again—-a by--product of life in London. I barely noticed the constant drizzle anymore. It’s not as if the cold bothered me, not when I was the very definition of cold.

What was bothering me was the smell. There is something rank about a meat market at night—-especially when you’re wedged into the eaves wondering what, over the years, has been sprayed about and never cleaned away. I shuddered.

The Smithfield Market was currently in vogue, but a gritty sense of history thickened the air, giving it a density that made me sure this wasn’t the first time the site had been used for wicked intent. And right now, it was hunting hour.

At least I was the hunter.

I watched quietly as the exiles came into the center of the massive terminal--style space, vaguely interested to note that there were six of them, instead of the four I’d expected. No bother, I suppose. I still had the element of surprise on my side.

The past two years had taught me not to let the everyday hiccups get to me. Sure, the additional muscle would hurt, but only in the physical sense, and I could cope with that. Rolling with the punches is necessary when you are a Grigori—-a human--angel hybrid—-a weapon against the ever--increasing numbers of exiled angels on earth. For me even more so, since they gave me such a colorful nickname. I’m the Keshet—-the rainbow. I didn’t ask to be, but I made my choices and I stand by them.

So, there I was. Although I was still trying to figure out exactly what being the rainbow meant, mostly I found that the desire to know conflicted with my continuing need not to think about it at all. One thing I did know was that somehow I could create space with the angels—-an unknown place where we were able to take form and communicate. My angel maker—-whose name I still didn’t know—-said it was a place of new possibilities.

For what, I was not sure.

But I know this is what I am. It is what I will be.

The final two exiles sauntered up to the four already waiting. It used to be impossible for me to be this close to exiles without them going into a frenzy, sensing my presence. But I’d learned many lessons over the past year, the most useful of which had been how to keep my guards up and locked so tight that even exiles couldn’t sense me when I was truly concentrating.

Which—-judging by the thin film of sweat on my forehead—-is now.

The exiles dumped the huge calico sack they had been dragging along the floor and pulled it open, revealing three mutilated bodies to join the two maimed ones already on display.

From my position it was difficult to tell how old the corpses were, and if the smell was able to give a clue, I wouldn’t have known, the stink of death and flesh being an overall theme of the place.

It was no wonder the exiles liked it so much.

Normally, exiles wouldn’t bother with the cleanup—-leaving evidence was of no concern. Normally, the exiles enjoyed the mess and despair they left behind. But not these exiles. These dark exiles were working for someone else. They’d been following a plan, using a hit list, and it was all too well constructed for any one of them to mastermind. Our intel told us they’d been hired. Such behavior would usually be considered beneath them, but apparently this group of exiles had decided the job was thrilling enough to suffer the humiliation of working for the highest bidder—-even if that was a human.

As for the billionaire businessman, well, that’s not my department, but someone will pay him a visit. Right after all the evidence of his wrongdoing—-minus the exile activity—-is handed over to the authorities and his bank accounts are heavily siphoned to pay for the futures of his victims’ families. And our fee, of course.

Which, thanks to certain people, is exorbitant.

Two of the exiles were dressed impeccably: one in a steel--gray suit and sporting villain--typical slicked--back hair; the other wore a slim--collared black suit that hugged his tall figure and set off his of--the--moment tousled, light brown hair. The remaining four were less striking in casual wear, though nonetheless picture perfect. All six looked over the bodies like fishermen comparing the size and quality of their haul. My hand grazed my dagger, the blade that had been given to me after I first embraced my powers and became a Grigori warrior three years ago. I was never without it. I even had a sheath attached to my bed for a quick draw if needed.

I’d learned the hard way—-through the death and suffering of people I loved and, strangely enough, through my own death and suffering—-exiles stop at nothing. Their insanity and misguided missions know no bounds, and they take pleasure in causing great pain and suffering to humankind.

At least tonight I would only face exiles of dark. A couple of years ago, the two opposing sides, light and dark, had called a truce. Of course, I tried not to think back to that time.

I tried constantly.

The discovery of the scripture that could end all Grigori had found its way into my hands. That in itself was part of the reason the Assembly had rejected me. They blamed me for trading with the dark exile, Phoenix. My decision had allowed him to resurrect Lilith—-his mother, the first dark exile—-from the dead, and she had taken control of the Grigori Scripture. But at the time, my choice had been a simple one. Phoenix had Steph, my best friend, and I wasn’t about to take any chances with her life. I’ve never regretted that choice.

Not like so many others I’ve made.

In the end, that made it easier to walk away from a place in the Academy when Josephine decided to change her mind. Of course, that was after I’d given my life, Lincoln’s soul had shattered, and Phoenix had died—-proving that not only was he the son of Lilith, but he was also the human son of the first man, Adam—-all so that I could kill Lilith. And those reasons weren’t even the ones I tried not to think about.

But I can’t go there right now.

I caught myself. I was working and the last thing I could afford to do was acknowledge that I was thinking about him.

The six exiles started to shift the remains of the bodies toward the incinerator, tossing them with supernatural strength and no care. I half expected them to try and mince the meat and load it onto trays for sale tomorrow. I wouldn’t put anything past them.

“Make sure you take the index fingers,” one of the suited exiles instructed. “Mr. George is expecting me to deliver them to him tonight.”

That’s a shame. Though I’m sure Mr. George will receive a knock at his door nonetheless.

“I still don’t understand why we don’t just kill him too,” another said.

“Are you challenging me?” The exile who had spoken first stepped forward.

His questioner mirrored his actions.

Here we go.

“If I must.”

Exiles never back down. Their pride and egotism combined with their unique brand of insanity is just too much to ignore. Angels were not created to take corporeal forms on earth. Though they have existed for eternity, in human bodies, they manifest emotions in ways their innate nature can never process. It makes them unstable. And almost unstoppable.

I wriggled into a better position and waited patiently, knowing that this would work in my favor.
Sure enough, the exile who had spoken out first also struck out first, engaging with the suited exile. It didn’t last long. The suit, clearly the older of the two and a true fighter—-my guess was he had once been either a Domination or a Power—-overpowered his opponent, snapping his neck and making quick work of removing his heart.

We had our methods of ending their immortal existence; they had theirs.

Happy days. I now have one less exile to take care of.

I checked the time and sighed. If I didn’t get this show on the road, I’d lose my window. And fighting alone was always my preference.

The drop to the ground was at least two stories high, but I landed behind the group of exiles lightly, thanks to my angelic enhancements.

Breathing calmly, I let go of the power I was holding tightly within, just enough to lower my shields.
The exiles, who had been preoccupied with their boasting, stiffened instantly and spun around to face the new threat. It was almost comical, the look of surprise on their faces. I guess a Grigori had never snuck up on them before.

Responding quickly, the suited exile stepped forward, shoving two of them to the side, the five of them quickly forming a semicircle around me.

So nice of them to stand in single file.

But the way he studied me—-with trademark exile insanity and undisguised raw desire—-made me think that this one recognized me. It happened from time to time.

I wanted to sit around and chew the fat. Really. I couldn’t think of anything I’d rather do with my time than hear about how they intended to rip me limb from limb and how that would make them as great as gods and me the most pathetic of humans. But when you’ve heard it all before and always walked away—-or, at the very least, been carried—-while they were returned for their ultimate judgment, it gets old. So, I cut to the chase.

“You have a choice. Make it or I will make it for you,” I said, knowing that of all Grigori, I alone had the right to put it like that. “Consider wisely,” I reinforced. After all, I could return them like any other Grigori with one of our blades, but if I willed it, I could also strip them of their angelic strengths and leave them human—-a fate exiles considered worse than an eternity in the pits of Hell. As far as I was aware, I was the only Grigori who could do this without requiring the exile in question to first choose such a fate. Which, of course, never happened.

“You brought Lilith to her end,” the suit said, his head tilted to the side, as if confused.

Yeah, that’s right, little ol’ me.

And it only cost me everything that mattered.

I raised my eyebrows. “Time’s almost up,” I said, refraining from closing my eyes briefly as I felt a surge of power within, something that had been happening increasingly. I was getting stronger, and exactly what that meant and how to harness it wasn’t the kind of knowledge I was excited to discover.

I could strip them all, make their choice for them, and be done with it, but I’d only done it twice. Onyx had been my first, and I’d seen the pain it caused him. I didn’t like knowing I was the one who took away his choice. Who was I to do such a thing? The second had been a demonstration, and had resulted in the exile in question meeting a quick death. I can’t say I regretted it—-he’d been one of the exiles so happy to see me strapped to a crucifix and tortured for hours—-but still…

Anyway, tonight was more like training, and I’d been taught to be thorough. So, when the suit threw the first exile at me—-knowing he’d be nothing more than a momentary distraction while I took him down and he lined up the next one—-I got to work.

I braced, grabbing my dagger and moving into position. By the time the exile came within range, my dagger had sliced through his heart and he was no longer there. Simply gone. Where did their physical forms go? Beats me.

I was already spinning by the time the second one was sent flying through the air toward me. My foot stopped his momentum and threw him back. I was on him in an instant, my dagger going straight to his heart. It didn’t need to be the heart to return them, just a killing blow inflicted by a Grigori weapon. You could slice into exiles all day long with your garden--variety knife or shoot them with a gun, but neither option worked. I’d never seen a Grigori manage to rip out an exile’s heart barehanded, and even though the trick worked for exiles taking out other exiles, something told me that it did not alter our rules. Permanent results for Grigori over exiles only came via the blades of angels.

Or my blood.

The third exile went much the same way, and soon enough I was left being circled by the two suits. To my surprise, they actually worked together—-exiles aren’t good at that—-boxing me into a corner. The brown--haired exile in the black suit moved in on me when the other one feigned a move to my right. I took a closed fist across the face and a foot to the stomach.

I heard a crack—-broken rib—-but I didn’t register the pain. That kind of pain was barely a tickle compared to the agony I carried inside, every moment of every day.

My pause gave the other exile the chance to take a swing. His foot collided with my hand so hard that my dagger went flying across the room. I kept my eyes on my attackers but my ear on my weapon, listening to the reverberations as it slid along the concrete floor and eventually hit the far wall with a clang.

The exiles smiled.

I sighed.

Then I leapt into the air, gaining enough height to grip the brown--haired exile’s throat between my knees. Twisting my body as I fell through the air, I dragged the exile down with me, his neck breaking with a loud crunch.

It wouldn’t keep him down for good, but a broken neck buys time.

The exile in the gray suit grabbed me roughly from behind and threw me into the wall.
I groaned as I slid down the metal piping my back had hit. It was the opposite wall to my dagger.

Damn it.

It wasn’t an ideal situation. And I wasn’t fool enough to delude myself into thinking I could make it to my dagger. I was regretting my decision not to wear any other weapons tonight, but my dagger was the only weapon that, when sheathed, was invisible to human eyes.

Think, Vi.

I’d come down behind a wall of old crates. I was considering how I could use them to my advantage when I spotted a piece of the slim metal piping I’d broken in my fall. It lay by my foot.

I could hear the exiles moving toward me. They were cackling.

“We should take her body with us to the tournament tonight,” one said.

The other one laughed. “That would definitely put dark in the lead.”

“And everyone would know that we were the ones who killed her.”

Can anyone say “premature victory”?

Without stopping to think, I pulled off the bracelet from my left wrist, using the specially designed clasp to cut open the flesh around my silver marking, currently swirling in the presence of exiles, and let it spill onto the end of the metal bar.

It took just a few seconds, and as soon as I palmed the pipe, the exiles started to throw the crates aside then came into view, their smiles wide with anticipation.

I stood. I didn’t return their smiles. I didn’t bother to do anything other than what needed to be done.
I lunged, raising my elbow into the face of the black--haired exile as I spun, the metal pipe striking his companion through the heart. He was gone. I turned back to the first exile and, hoping that there was still enough of my blood on the pipe to do the trick and using my supernatural speed for all it was worth, I jammed the pipe straight into his neck.

His face wore an expression of pure surprise.

I’d seen that look before.

I sighed and my shoulders slumped forward, unfulfilled. This was my job, one that I would do for as long as I existed, which could be a significantly long time. But two years ago, I’d accepted that there was no longer any satisfaction to be had in my world.

No fairytales.

Only the cold.

Turning toward where I thought my dagger had landed, my surroundings suddenly changed.
I was no longer seeing the warehouse. There were flashes of white, moving fast, pounding hooves. Horses. Silver streaked through the air like a dance. Swords. Slashes of red painted the sky. Something sharp and deadly ripping through flesh—-wet and gruesome. Claws. Thousands and thousands of beings as far as I could see fought ruthlessly, with no sign of tiring. In the center, two warriors battled beneath a blinding light. I could not make out their faces.

I blinked hard.

The image was gone, and in its place Gray stood against the wall of Lincoln’s warehouse, casually flipping my dagger in the air. “Would you like me to applaud?” he asked.

Leaning against a metal support pole, he had that midtwenties look I’d come to associate with the older Grigori—-though I had no idea how old he really was—-and was dressed in his usual black jeans, black T--shirt, and black leather jacket. Black really was the only color worth investing in—-blood stains everything else. He sported about a week’s worth of growth on his face, though his head was shaved, the scars that ran over the top of his skull telling of a history both terrible and secret. Grigori did not generally scar, so I knew that whatever had caused these had occurred before Gray had turned seventeen.

I swallowed over the lump in my throat and glanced around as I composed myself. The whole…hallucination…had lasted only a couple of seconds. I clenched my jaw.

Christ. It was nothing. I’m just imagining things.

I snapped my bracelet back in place over my marking and shot him a dry look. “Should I be charging a spectator fee?”

My voice sounded normal but my ears felt like they were still ringing with the echoes of battle.

“Not if the show is going to be over so fast, princess.”

I glared at him for persisting with the stupid nickname. “You know, you could’ve stepped in and given me a hand.”

“Sure,” he said with a solemn nod. “And you could’ve waited until the meet time we’d all agreed on too.”

I looked away briefly. “So, why are you here early?” I asked, hoping to divert the conversation.

Gray tilted his head. “Because I know you.”

I shrugged off the veiled accusation, even though it was true. To a degree.

“It was easier this way.”

He threw my dagger into the air, and I caught it by the hilt and slipped it back into its sheath.

“Well you can explain that to the others, since they just arrived.”



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7. A Note from Sylvain Reynard

Dear Everyone,

Back in September, I wrote a post in which I mentioned my next novel. I'm pleased to be able to give you more information now.

My next novel is the first in a new series, and it will be entitled The Raven. With this novel, I'm asking you to pack your bags and travel with me to the city of Florence. The Gabriel Series showed you the city during the day. This time, I'll show you Florence's underworld, which is ruled by creatures of the night …

Here's the formal announcement:

From the New York Times bestselling author of the Gabriel Series comes a dark, sensual tale of romance in a city shrouded in mystery…

Raven Wood spends her days at Florence’s Uffizi Gallery restoring fine works of Renaissance art. But an innocent walk home after an evening with friends changes her life forever. When she intervenes in the senseless beating of a homeless man, his attackers turn on her, dragging her into an alley. Raven is only semi-conscious when their assault is interrupted by a cacophony of growls followed by her attacker’s screams. Mercifully, she blacks out, but not before catching a glimpse of a shadowy figure who whispers to her …

Cassita vulneratus.

When Raven awakes, she is inexplicably changed. She returns to the Uffizi, but no one recognizes her and more disturbingly, she discovers that she’s been absent an entire week. With no recollection of the events leading up to her disappearance, Raven also learns that her absence coincides with one of the largest robberies in Uffizi history – the theft of a set of priceless Botticelli illustrations. When the baffled police force identifies her as its prime suspect, Raven is desperate to clear her name. She seeks out one of Florence’s wealthiest and elusive men in an attempt to uncover the truth about her disappearance. Their encounter leads Raven to a dark underworld whose inhabitants kill to keep their secrets …

As I mentioned in my September post, readers of Gabriel's Redemption will be able to read an excerpt from The Raven at the end of both the paperback and e-book editions.

But what I didn't mention was that one of the characters of The Raven appears in Gabriel's Redemption. Can you identify him or her? I welcome your guesses in the comments below and on social media.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that there's a connection between The Gabriel Series and my new series - a connection that is more than simply me, or the city of Florence, or the Uffizi Gallery.. If you've read the cover copy above carefully, probably you're beginning to guess the answer. But I'll be explicit and state that we won't be saying goodbye to the Professor and Julianne at the end of Gabriel's Redemption. Look for them to have cameo appearances in The Raven as well ...

While I don't have a release date for The Raven yet, I hope to have one soon. This novel marks my transition from a contemporary love story to a paranormal one. I hope you'll join me on this journey and that if you have friends and family who enjoy paranormal novels, you'll help me share the news with them.

As we approach the December 3rd release date of Gabriel's Redemption in North America, my American publisher has listed a giveaway of the novel on Goodreads. US entrants can enter the contest here..

And if you'd like to read a new excerpt from Gabriel's Redemption and enter another contest, you can do so here here at Romance Times.

Finally, I want to wish everyone who is celebrating Thanksgiving this week a very happy holiday. I have much to be thankful for and in particular, I'm thankful for you, my readers.

All the best and thank you for your continued support,

SR

www.sylvainreynard.com

Note also posted on Sylvain's blog

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8. I am so behind the 8-Ball

I have a bunch of blog tours coming up in December and I'm trying to finish NANO. I have 21K left and I feel like I'm running out of steam.

Sorry I haven't posted at all. I missed a blog tour last week and a cover reveal, but I've been so crazy and now Thanksgiving is in four days and I'm cooking, so crazy week here.

Here's my schedule of Blog Tours:

12/3- Beautiful Broken Mess

12/4- Undressing Mr. Darcy

12/7- Gabriel's Redemption

12/11- Breathless

I think I have a few more, but I forgot to put them in the calendar. Crazy end of the year and my blog turns 5 on December 3!!!! Hard to believe I've been doing this for five years!!

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9. Cover Reveal: The Collection, Shannon Stoker







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10. Cover Reveal: Better, S. Walden


Title: Better (Too Good #2)

Author: S. Walden

Expected Release: November 19, 2013

Hosted By: Romance Addict Book Blog - http://www.romanceaddictbookblog.com/


Synopsis

Their relationship has been exposed, and now their lives are changed forever.

For Cadence Miller, the fast track to adulthood proves intimidating and frustrating. She’s a little girl lost—abandoned by her parents and uncertain of her future. She doesn’t think she “fits” anywhere. She’s eighteen. She wants to be older. And the result is both comical and heartbreaking.


Mark Connelly will do anything to provide Cadence a stable, loving home—to be her protector. But he’s just as broken and lost, and his heart won’t let go of his past so easily. He knows he must share his secret with Cadence. And he hopes his revelation won't tear them apart. He hopes it will draw them closer, and make their love better.



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S. Walden
S. Walden used to teach English before making the best decision of her life by becoming a full-time writer. She lives in Georgia with her very supportive husband who prefers physics textbooks over fiction and has a difficult time understanding why her characters must have personality flaws. She is wary of small children, so she has a Westie instead. Her dreams include raising chickens and owning and operating a beachside inn on the Gulf Coast (chickens included). When she's not writing, she's thinking about it.

She loves her fans and loves to hear from them. Email her at swaldenauthor@hotmail.com and follow her blog at http://swaldenauthor.blogspot.com where you can get up-to-date information on her current projects.

Twitter: @swaldenauthor

Teaser

She made sure to look as inconspicuous as possible for her first day of classes: jean shorts, tank top, flip flops. She kept her hair down but pulled it off her face with a headband. She wore a tad bit of makeup. Nothing showy, but she thought first day classes warranted mascara and lip gloss, at the least.

She slid into a seat in the row closest to the windows. She didn’t bother to look for Michael. Or save him a seat. She still wasn’t sure about that guy. She felt guilty for not telling Mark about Michael’s kissing comment. She wanted a friend, but she was unsure if he was a good one. She scanned the room for somebody better. She needed a girlfriend. And there was one sitting directly behind her.

“Hi,” Cadence said tentatively.

“Hi,” the girl replied.

Cadence wasn’t sure what else to say. Neither was the girl. That was until she recognized Cadence.

“You went to Crestview High.”

Cadence’s face fell. “Yeah.”

“My friend went there. She graduated with you.”

Cadence nodded.

The girl leaned in and whispered, “Did you really have an affair with your math teacher?”

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11. Countdown Clock: Torn, Monica Murphy's 2nd Billionaire Bachelor's Club Book!


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12. Cover Reveal: Autumn Rose, Abigail Gibbs

Autumn Rose lives in a sleepy seaside town in the southwest of England, but buried deep under the surface of her quiet life are dark secrets. Her grandmother is dead, murdered eighteen months before, and the whirling social scene of London in which she was brought up is a world away. Even worse, at her new school she is shunned and condemned-all because of the swirling marks on her skin that prevent her from blending in the crowd.

But the appearance of a handsome young man at her school-who has the same curious markings as Autumn Rose-sends her world into turmoil. Suddenly the marks are cool and Autumn is thrust into the limelight, but her sudden popularity brings danger as her secrets threaten to come to light. Plus, there is the fact that Autumn keeps dreaming of a human girl who is about to be seduced by a very dark Prince… and Autumn must figure out how to save her before it is too late.

Abigail Gibbs was born and raised in deepest, darkest Devon, England. She is studying for a B.A. in English at the University of Oxford and considers herself a professional student, as the real world has yet to catch up with her. Her greatest fear is blood and she is a great advocate of vegetarianism, which logically led to the writing of her first novel, Dinner with a Vampire.She splits her time between her studies, stories, and family, and uses coffee to survive all three.

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13. Cover Reveal: A Little Too Much, Lisa DeRochers

Some news about Lisa Derochers and her newest book, A LITTLE TOO MUCH!!! Which will be out November 12 at all your favorite outlets!

I have to say this cover is HOT HOT HOT!

The first one is super exciting: Maryse of Maryse’s Book Blog (www.maryse.net) will be hosting a book club/Q&A with Lisa Desrochers herself THIS WEDNESDAY (10/2) at 3PM EDT! Lisa will be there answering all of your burning questions about the series, as well as anything else you’d like to ask her! It will start exactly on time, so make sure to be there so you can squeeze your questions in.

The second treat will definitely be important for those of you who want all of the details regarding your favorite New Adult books and authors: the newly-created Between the Covers Facebook page! Make sure to “like” it so you can be completely updated on all the important (and delicious!) New Adult books (and author events!!).


Finally, make sure you connect with Lisa through Facebook, her blog, and her twitter!





















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In the follow-up to Lisa Desrochers’ explosive New Adult novel A Little too Far, Alessandro Moretti must face the life he escaped and the girl he loved and left behind.

Twenty-two year old Hilary McIntyre would like nothing more than to forget her past. As a teenager abandoned to the system, she faced some pretty dark times. But now that’s all behind her. Hilary has her life on track, and there’s no way she’ll head back down that road again.

Until Alessandro Moretti—the one person who can make her remember—shows up on her doorstep. He’s even more devastatingly gorgeous than before, and he’s much too close for comfort. Worse, he sees right through the walls she’s built over these last eight years, right into her heart and the secrets she’s guarding.

As Hilary finds herself falling back into love with the man who, as a boy both saved and destroyed her, she must decide. Past or future? Truth or lies?

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14. Cover Reveal: It's Not Over, A.L. Zaun



This cover is HOT HOT HOT!

I've been lucky to become good friends with Ana since her book THE DO OVER came out last spring and I'm so excited for this one. 

When this book is released in a few months, please make sure you grab it. You will fall in love with Maddy and Rick. I guarantee it! 



It’s Not Over


A.L. Zaun

Release Date:  December 9, 2013
Genre:  Adult Contemporary
Cover Design:
Robin Harper from Wicked by Designs
Photographer:
Tomasz Zienkiewicz

Synopsis

“If I let go…will you catch me?”

He had wanted
her to help him win his ex-girlfriend back. She had wanted to teach him a few
lessons on how to treat a woman. Neither one had planned for the unexpected.




I couldn't stand by and watch. It hit too close
to home. I had to run fast and far to get away and forget him. He weaseled his
way into my life, making me question rules I lived by and turned my orderly
life upside down. I'm falling apart and coming undone. I don't do that. I'm
Madison Stuart. I live life by my rules. I won't be derailed by a man. I
won't...I can't.






She's gone. I'm desperate and going insane. I'll
do whatever it takes to find her. Nothing’s going to keep me away from
her. I don't know when it happened, but I won't let her go, not like this. What
has she done to me? I'm Rick Marin for crying out loud. I don't chase women,
but she's not just any woman. She's Maddy—my Maddy—and I need her.





Follow Rick and Madison’s story, The
Do Over’s
 most notorious couple, as
they learn that 
It’s Not Over.







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About A.L. Zaun:

A.L. Zaun graduated from Florida International
University
with a degree
in English Literature when the dinosaurs roamed the earth and cellphones were
the size of a brick. Her impressive degree did absolutely nothing for her
professional endeavors in health care management but did stir her imagination
and opened up the world of books in a new way. 




Armed with a large bottle of Diet Pepsi and a
multi-pack of Extra Sugar-Free gum, A.L. Zaun spends her evenings bringing to
life the characters that dominate her thoughts and interrupt her sleep. 











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15. Musings on self pubbing, editing, and other things.



I've been reading a lot of self-pubbed books lately. Some have been fantastic and some are exceptionally cringe-worthy. It all goes with the territory. I've read traditional pubbed books that I've loved and some that I've positively hated.

With a lot of these self-pubbed authors getting big publishing deals, are they still considered self-pubbed? Also, since when did indie become interchangeable with self-pubbed? I know there are a lot of authors who frown on queries they get from people who are self-pubbed. I understand why, but I think the backlash of automatically thinking that they're not going to be good enough is old school. A lot of the people who decide to self pub (they never even try to go thru the normal route, it's just not for them), are willing to spend thousands of dollars on editing services. And just like self-pubbing, editing services are hit or miss.

I've seen editing services pop up on a daily basis. Some people fancy themselves an editor. Not sure how, or why, but it happens. Just like some people fancy themselves a writer. I think we all have an inner writer in us. It seems to be the number one question when asked -- "What is the one thing you want to accomplish?" "I'd love to write a book."

Professional editing, proofreading, line editing is costly. Self-pubbing is not for the squeamish. You might think you just hit that publish button on Amazon, Smashwords, Createspace, etc... but it's not quite so easy. You need to get buzz going. You need to have beta readers who will help you make your story better. The ones who say "OMG, I love this, it's so good!" yeah, they don't help you one iota. You need that constructive criticism. You want that person to tell you that this scene doesn't work for one reason or another. You want someone to be truthful.

A few months ago, I came out against a self-published author because I didn't think they way she was promoting herself was good for the industry. Yes, I was disgusted with spending money on what I thought was complete crap to be miserably disappointed that she decided to hold off and publish when she reached a certain milestone. Minions came out of the woodwork to condemn my opinions. But again, they were my opinions. I still hold fast and true to those.

I've always been a bit of a booksnob. Even when I was a kid. I give equal credence to self-pubbed books as I do to classics and award winners. If a book is written well, if the story is told well, then I don't care if you're a nobody. I just want to read a good story. You could be Booker Winner AS Byatt and you can still write a crap novel. I adore Nick Hornby, but one of his novels completely turned me off. I just didn't get it. End of story. I didn't give up on his writing. Not everyone is going to hit one out of the park. Austen. Everyone loves Austen. I hated EMMA. I've read it several times, seen numerous adaptations of it and still can't seem to like it. But throw P&P and S&S and even Mansfield Park at me, and I'm a pig in shit.

See like all these famous authors, they all have issues. Some self-published authors get better with their second/third/fourth books. Some never do. But we cannot negate the passion they have for writing, reading or love of books.

I enjoy reading, reviewing, picking apart books for the good, the bad and the ugly. People do it with movies all the time. We have to weigh each book the same regardless of way it was published. We spend a lot of money on books either physical or e-book form.


Posters by Delacroix. Bottom is Blind Milton, top is Shakespeare quote. Somewhat.

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16. Musings on self pubbing, editing, and other things.



I've been reading a lot of self-pubbed books lately. Some have been fantastic and some are exceptionally cringe-worthy. It all goes with the territory. I've read traditional pubbed books that I've loved and some that I've positively hated.

With a lot of these self-pubbed authors getting big publishing deals, are they still considered self-pubbed? Also, since when did indie become interchangeable with self-pubbed? I know there are a lot of bloggers who frown on queries they get from people who are self-pubbed. I understand why, but I think the backlash of automatically thinking that they're not going to be good enough is old school. A lot of the people who decide to self pub (they never even try to go thru the normal route, it's just not for them), are willing to spend thousands of dollars on editing services. And just like self-pubbing, editing services are hit or miss.

I've seen editing services pop up on a daily basis. Some people fancy themselves an editor. Not sure how, or why, but it happens. Just like some people fancy themselves a writer. I think we all have an inner writer in us. It seems to be the number one question when asked -- "What is the one thing you want to accomplish?" "I'd love to write a book."

Professional editing, proofreading, line editing is costly. Self-pubbing is not for the squeamish. You might think you just hit that publish button on Amazon, Smashwords, Createspace, etc... but it's not quite so easy. You need to get buzz going. You need to have beta readers who will help you make your story better. The ones who say "OMG, I love this, it's so good!" yeah, they don't help you one iota. You need that constructive criticism. You want that person to tell you that this scene doesn't work for one reason or another. You want someone to be truthful.

A few months ago, I came out against a self-published author because I didn't think they way she was promoting herself was good for the industry. Yes, I was disgusted with spending money on what I thought was complete crap to be miserably disappointed that she decided to hold off and publish when she reached a certain milestone. Minions came out of the woodwork to condemn my opinions. But again, they were my opinions. I still hold fast and true to those.

I've always been a bit of a booksnob. Even when I was a kid. I give equal credence to self-pubbed books as I do to classics and award winners. If a book is written well, if the story is told well, then I don't care if you're a nobody. I just want to read a good story. You could be Booker Winner AS Byatt and you can still write a crap novel. I adore Nick Hornby, but one of his novels completely turned me off. I just didn't get it. End of story. I didn't give up on his writing. Not everyone is going to hit one out of the park. Austen. Everyone loves Austen. I hated EMMA. I've read it several times, seen numerous adaptations of it and still can't seem to like it. But throw P&P and S&S and even Mansfield Park at me, and I'm a pig in shit.

See like all these famous authors, they all have issues. Some self-published authors get better with their second/third/fourth books. Some never do. But we cannot negate the passion they have for writing, reading or love of books.

I enjoy reading, reviewing, picking apart books for the good, the bad and the ugly. People do it with movies all the time. We have to weigh each book the same regardless of way it was published. We spend a lot of money on books either physical or e-book form.


Posters by Delacroix. Bottom is Blind Milton, top is Shakespeare quote. Somewhat.

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17. Introducing Brooklyn Wright from The Keatyn Chronicles by Jillian Dodd

Get ready to get Sun Soaked! Hang on to your boy shorts, bikinis, or whatever the heck you prefer cause it's about to get a little wet in here.

Team Brooklyn is busting boards nationwide to invite you on a 

HOTTIE RIDE!!!

From coast to coast

And sea to sea

Brooklyn Wright's

The Hottie for me!

Introducing Brooklyn Wright from 

The Keatyn Chronicles by Jillian Dodd

Being a slave to the wave has never felt sooooo good!!! #KCCrush #TeamBintheKC @Jilliandodd @Keatynchronicle



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18. Introducing Brooklyn Wright from The Keatyn Chronicles by Jillian Dodd

Get ready to get Sun Soaked! Hang on to your boy shorts, bikinis, or whatever the heck you prefer cause it's about to get a little wet in here.

Team Brooklyn is busting boards nationwide to invite you on a 

HOTTIE RIDE!!!

From coast to coast

And sea to sea

Brooklyn Wright's

The Hottie for me!

Introducing Brooklyn Wright from 

The Keatyn Chronicles by Jillian Dodd

Being a slave to the wave has never felt sooooo good!!! #KCCrush #TeamBintheKC @Jilliandodd @Keatynchronicle



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19. Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece #3: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Holy Hotness! I want me some ROME like right now!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!

Love


Preorder Links:




Synposis:

Cora Lewis is a whole lot of fun, and she knows how to keep her tattooed bad boy friends in line. But all that flash and sass hide the fact that she’s never gotten over the way her first love broke her heart. Now she has a plan to make sure that never happens again: She’s only going to fall in love with someone perfect.

Rome Archer is as far from perfect as a man can be. He’s stubborn and rigid, he’s bossy and has come back from his final tour of duty fundamentally broken. Rome’s used to filling a role: big brother, doting son, super soldier; and now none of these fit anymore. Now he’s just a man trying to figure out what to do with the rest of his life while keeping the demons of war and loss at bay. He would have been glad to suffer it alone, until Cora comes sweeping into his life and becomes the only color on his bleak horizon.

Perfect isn’t in the cards for these two, but imperfect might just last forever . . .

Author Information:

I'm supposed to share interesting details about myself so that my readers get to know me so here we go in no particular order: I'm an natural redhead even though I haven't seen my real hair color in years, I'm a big fan of tattoos and have a half sleeve on either arm and various other pieces all over the place, I've been in the bar industry since I was in college and it has always offered interesting insight into how men and women interact with each other, I have 3 dogs that are all crazy, I live in Colorado and love the snow, I love music and in all reality wish I could be a rock star not a writer or a bartender but I have zero talent so there is that.

I love to write, love to read and all I'm interested in is a good story with interesting characters that make the reader feel something.


Twitter @jaycrownover

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20. Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece #2: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

We are getting closer and I'm getting so excited! 

I cannot WAIT for ROME! ARGH!

What are your thoughts on the parts of the cover? I'm loving it!

Again, you'll notice that there are buy links embedded. So feel free
to pre-order!




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21. Book Promo: Love Exactly, Cassandra Giovanni

This is on my nook and I'm dying to get to it. It's right up my alley and when Cassandra sent me an email the other day to promote, I was all for it!

Then I forgot (duh!). But here it is and I urge anyone who likes rock star romances to give it a try. Also, it's $1.99 in e-book form!

Once I read this, I'll post my review.

Also, I purchased this book long before Cassandra asked me to promo it. I think it was the cover and the blurb that did it for me.


Emma Walker was a writer who'd lost herself to someone else's anger--who had given up on ever feeling like herself again.

Evan Levesque was a rock-god--the one all the woman wanted, but he'd never gotten used to the loneliness between the stage and real life.

With just one cup of coffee they'll begin a journey of self-discovery at each others sides, but can Emma handle Evan's fame while dealing with her own demons? Emma's checkered personal past, a bad relationship that haunts the edges of her memories, threatens to make everything implode on them when Evan takes matters into his own hands.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul--Can Emma handle being put back together and facing who she's become because of it?


GENRE: New Adult>Contemporary Romance
Mild to moderate sexual content


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Excerpt:

I traced the outline of the beads on his neck showing through his v-neck t-shirt. "What does this symbolize?"
"Prayer beads."
I let my fingers follow the line of his vein down his shoulder, over the flowers that dotted his upper arm and down to his forearm. I turned it so I could trace the lion on the inside. "And this?"
"Lions are bad ass."
"Seriously?"
He shrugged. "Unfortunately, not every tattoo I have has a meaning."
"The roses?"
"My mom's favorite flower. I know it's not original," he commented as he took my hand and put it over his heart where the roses were. "But after everything my parents went through with me I wanted something to symbolize them."
"Everything they want through?" I asked as I let my fingers fan out across the shape of his chest muscles before bringing them back up and playing with the tips of his hair that were beginning to curl.
"I left home when I was sixteen to record our first CD, went on tour at seventeen, and started tattooing the crap out of myself at eighteen. I know I'm successful, but I can't say I think this was what my parents wanted."
Evan had moved his head so he was staring out at the ocean. I watched as the waves reflected in his eyes and his chest heaved with a deep outlet of breath.
"I'm sure they're proud of you," I tried to reassure him, but I could tell from the way his jaw tightened that this was something he had been dealing with for a long time.
His eyes met mine and he reached up to touch my face. "I know...but it doesn't change the fact I was their only child, and I abandoned them for a life they never approved of."
"I'm not an excellent poster child for things parents approve of either. There's so much guilt I deal with day to day. I know that I hurt them," I explained, my voice diminishing to a cracking whisper that was only just audible against the sound of the waves.  I closed my eyes, unable to bear the look on his face as I admitted, "What's worse is the anger I feel at myself for it."
I felt Evan get up and kneel in front of me, pulling my face to his own. I concentrated on the touch of his rough finger tips, the smell of his heady Axe cologne and then the feel of his forehead as it pressed against mine while I tried to calm my breathing.
"Tell me something..." his voice drifted with the waves; "tell me why it feels like you're a part of my soul?"
I opened my eyes to look into his, watching as the yellow around his iris darkened to a burnt orange and the brown faded to a muted green.
"Because you're a part of mine."


E-BOOK only $1.99
Paperback $12.99
Author Links
www.cgiovanni.com


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22. FINAL Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

I have no words. I'm in love. I just wish he was shirtless. Seems more Rome like.  Sigh... I'm hot right now. Fanning self.

Is it January, yet?



Title: Rome (Marked Men #3)
Author: Jay Crownover
Genre: New Adult
Published Date: January 7th, 2013
Publisher: William Morrow an imprint of HarperCollins Publishing

Synposis:

Cora Lewis is a whole lot of fun, and she knows how to keep her tattooed bad boy friends in line. But all that flash and sass hide the fact that she’s never gotten over the way her first love broke her heart. Now she has a plan to make sure that never happens again: She’s only going to fall in love with someone perfect.

Rome Archer is as far from perfect as a man can be. He’s stubborn and rigid, he’s bossy and has come back from his final tour of duty fundamentally broken. Rome’s used to filling a role: big brother, doting son, super soldier; and now none of these fit anymore. Now he’s just a man trying to figure out what to do with the rest of his life while keeping the demons of war and loss at bay. He would have been glad to suffer it alone, until Cora comes sweeping into his life and becomes the only color on his bleak horizon.

Perfect isn’t in the cards for these two, but imperfect might just last forever . . .

Goodreads

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23. FINAL Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

I have no words. I'm in love. I just wish he was shirtless. Seems more Rome like.  Sigh... I'm hot right now. Fanning self.

Is it January, yet?



Title: Rome (Marked Men #3)
Author: Jay Crownover
Genre: New Adult
Published Date: January 7th, 2013
Publisher: William Morrow an imprint of HarperCollins Publishing

Synposis:

Cora Lewis is a whole lot of fun, and she knows how to keep her tattooed bad boy friends in line. But all that flash and sass hide the fact that she’s never gotten over the way her first love broke her heart. Now she has a plan to make sure that never happens again: She’s only going to fall in love with someone perfect.

Rome Archer is as far from perfect as a man can be. He’s stubborn and rigid, he’s bossy and has come back from his final tour of duty fundamentally broken. Rome’s used to filling a role: big brother, doting son, super soldier; and now none of these fit anymore. Now he’s just a man trying to figure out what to do with the rest of his life while keeping the demons of war and loss at bay. He would have been glad to suffer it alone, until Cora comes sweeping into his life and becomes the only color on his bleak horizon.

Perfect isn’t in the cards for these two, but imperfect might just last forever . . .

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24. Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece #3: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Holy Hotness! I want me some ROME like right now!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!

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Synposis:

Cora Lewis is a whole lot of fun, and she knows how to keep her tattooed bad boy friends in line. But all that flash and sass hide the fact that she’s never gotten over the way her first love broke her heart. Now she has a plan to make sure that never happens again: She’s only going to fall in love with someone perfect.

Rome Archer is as far from perfect as a man can be. He’s stubborn and rigid, he’s bossy and has come back from his final tour of duty fundamentally broken. Rome’s used to filling a role: big brother, doting son, super soldier; and now none of these fit anymore. Now he’s just a man trying to figure out what to do with the rest of his life while keeping the demons of war and loss at bay. He would have been glad to suffer it alone, until Cora comes sweeping into his life and becomes the only color on his bleak horizon.

Perfect isn’t in the cards for these two, but imperfect might just last forever . . .

Author Information:

I'm supposed to share interesting details about myself so that my readers get to know me so here we go in no particular order: I'm an natural redhead even though I haven't seen my real hair color in years, I'm a big fan of tattoos and have a half sleeve on either arm and various other pieces all over the place, I've been in the bar industry since I was in college and it has always offered interesting insight into how men and women interact with each other, I have 3 dogs that are all crazy, I live in Colorado and love the snow, I love music and in all reality wish I could be a rock star not a writer or a bartender but I have zero talent so there is that.

I love to write, love to read and all I'm interested in is a good story with interesting characters that make the reader feel something.


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25. Cover Reveal Puzzle Piece #2: Rome, Jay Crownover (A Marked Men Novel)

We are getting closer and I'm getting so excited! 

I cannot WAIT for ROME! ARGH!

What are your thoughts on the parts of the cover? I'm loving it!

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