RELEASE BLITZ: Tough Luck by Liv Morris

Tough Luck, a sports rom com,

by USA Today Bestselling author, Liv Morris.

You fell in love with Brady Luck, now meet his brother Bryce!

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There’s one rule in reporting: don’t ever fall in love…

When Amelia Adams tells everyone my days as Chicago’s quarterback are over, I vow never to give her another minute of my time—until the team owner sees an empty stadium, and forces us together on a reality show in hopes of filling the seats.

When Bryce Luck becomes my assignment, I swear his brown eyes and dimpled smile won’t make my knees weak—that I’ll keep a professional boundary. But I can’t fight this attraction, especially when he whispers sweet nothings in my ear and promises to do a million dirty things to me when the cameras stop rolling.

When the show is over, and the game’s been played, will our love become a reality? Or are we just out of luck?

EXCERPT

“Let’s open the first message with an attachment.” I let the cursor hover and take a deep breath. “Wait, are you sure seeing dic pics isn’t like offensive to you? I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or anything.”

“I’ve been attached to one all my life,” Bryce says, shooting me a you’ve-got-to-be-kidding stare. “What about you? Feel awkward having a guy looking at dicks with you?”

“Nah. Seen one, seen them all.”

I might sound confident, but I have no clue what kind of crazy will pop up. Clicking on the first message, a fully erect penis fills my screen—or, at least, the best it can. He’s a little on the small side, the poor guy. I wonder if he has no clue either. I’d never send this pic without some major photoshopping.

“Jesus!” Bryce exclaims, and I right click to save it before exiting. “What are you doing? Keeping them?” Bryce’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline.

“I have a special place for all my boys.” I pull up a folder marked “Stroke Me.”

“Stroke me?” Bryce asks, his brows knitted together.

“Isn’t that what they want from me?” His eyes light up with understanding and he nods as a grin spreads over his face. “But my sub-folders are even better.”

“Now I have that “Stroke Me” song playing in my head,” Bryce laughs. “What did you name them?”

“I have five. Leans Left, Runs Right, Grower, Shower, and King-Kong. I bet you can guess what the last one means.” I waggle my brows, and he can’t stop laughing. Seriously, he had tears forming in his eyes.

“Compared to other pics, this guy seems a bit below average in size.” I move the pic to the sub-folder labeled “Grower”.

“I’ve never heard of anything so crazy!”

Hmm… I bet Bryce’s folder would be labeled, The Beast.

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USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.

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RELEASE BOOST: Coming Home (Copper Creek #1) by Wendy Smith

Title: Coming Home

Series: Copper Creek #1

Author: Wendy Smith

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 1, 2016

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Coming home is bittersweet for Adam Campbell. His mother has cancer, but for some reason doesn’t want him there. One of his brothers welcomes him home with open arms, another treats him like dirt.

Then there’s Lily, the girl who left Adam at the altar twelve years ago. The girl who broke his heart. Adam left and didn’t look back after that happened, but being home stirs up all those old feelings.

Secrets will be revealed, including the horrifying truth about why Lily stood him up, and that she didn’t abandon Adam. Adam abandoned her.

Coming Home is the first book in the Copper Creek series. Set in the fictional small New Zealand town of Copper Creek, the series will explore the dark secrets the town holds, including the secrets held tight by members of the Campbell family. This is not your everyday romance, but a twisty tale that takes turns no one will see coming.

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Wendy Smith published as Ariadne Wayne for 3 years before deciding she didn’t want to be someone else all the time. Heavily influenced by stories in the media, she decided to try something new, and the Copper Creek series was born. With lots of love and a touch of darkness, her stories will twist their way into your heart.

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RELEASE DAY BLAST: Room Service by Poppy Dunne

We're celebrating the release of ROOM SERVICE by Poppy Dunne! Check out the excerpt and teaser below!

ROOM SERVICE
Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy

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I've spent seven nights cooped up in this five star hotel, sleeping on 1000 thread count sheets and working sixteen hours a day. At least room service is covered under my expense account. But all work and no play leaves a girl dateless for her brother's wedding.

Prospects aren't totally bleak, though. Four meals a day, I get to drool over this sexy room service guy: he's got a perfect body, easy smile, and a sense of humor that has me snorting over my personal pizza. He's all that and a bag of chips. Specifically, the jumbo bag of ranch barbecue chips that I ordered for breakfast out of desperation on Day Four. 

I finally found the courage to 'accidentally' let my bathrobe slip, and ask him to be my plus one at my brother's wedding. So maybe I had to offer him a little money. So what? There's no way I can face my family, make my ex rue the day he left me, or screw off this work stress without his helping hand.

But what happens when I find myself falling for my fake, paid-for boyfriend? Judging by the comped mozzarella sticks he brought me for breakfast, maybe there's a chance he's falling for me too?

EXCERPT

“Really? She’s never mentioned you before,” Mom purrs. But damn it, Ben’s ready for her.

“I wanted to tell everyone right away, but she waited. That’s one of the things I love about her—how wise she is. When you have something special, you take it slow.” Then he leans down and presses his lips to my cheek, just a whisper of a touch. Instantly, and startlingly, my insides kind of gel together. Thank god he’s holding me up. “That’s part of the reason I’m so excited to meet all of the family now. You should be so proud of your daughter.”

His confident smile is killing Mom right now. He’s throwing a bucket of water on her, and we’re watching as the witch melts down to a cream pair of Manolo Blahniks and a spilled cosmopolitan.

Her horror at being unable to mock me gives me life. It spurs me on. Move in for the kill, Alex. I grip Ben by his lapel.

“You always know just what to say,” I murmur, trying to sound kittenish. Then I get up on my tiptoes and kiss him.

It’s supposed to be a moment to make Mom uncomfortable and get out of our faces. But the second our lips connect, a hot spark shoots through my body. Instead of freezing or shoving me away—which Ben could do, because I’m borderline assaulting him right now—he pulls me closer. Our bodies melt together.

My head tips back and I inadvertently sigh into his mouth, my lips opening just a little, and that’s when I feel his tongue trace my lower lip, then stroke against mine just hard enough to make my pulse race. There’s nothing in our verbal contract that mentions making out, but I can’t stop myself from reaching up my arms to twine around his neck. As we kiss his hands slide down my back, a little possessive. I think I’m getting dizzy. Man, this guy is a good actor.

He trails his fingers just above the curve of my ass, too. Classy, but still enough to make an onlooker a little uncomfortable. Bullseye. We break apart, even though part of me would like to stay locked to his face. Mom’s gulped down her drink in one go, clearly desperate to get the hell away from her daughter’s happiness. It feels good.

“Well. You two have a pleasant evening.” She says it like we’re a pair of strangers whom she just walked in on to find screwing in a corner of the bathroom. “Go find Rollie before you…do whatever it is you do.” I want to say ‘have sex in the front hall,’ but think better of it. She walks away from us, stiff-kneed and red-faced. My mother tried to embarrass me and got it thrown right back in her face. It’s like Christmas in February.

Though watching her walk away like I just stripped in front of her is kind of like a stiletto to the heart. Since Todd and I broke up—hell, since I took myself out to California and basically flipped her kind of life the double bird—she’s been distant. At least, more distant than she used to be. I can’t help wishing she could just be happy for me and the man I paid to be my date. Is that so much to ask?

About the Author

After ten years of pretending to pee behind a closed bathroom door, Poppy Dunne has sent both children to school, emerged from the bathroom, and is eager to release Room Service, a romantic comedy plotted mostly on the toilet.

Poppy writes books with relatable heroines who speak their minds and whose riotous inner dialogue reflects their complex characters. Her goal is to deliver a story that has equal parts heart, romance and humor. She loves writing characters who are relatable, especially heroines who remind readers of themselves. Her heroes are swoon worthy, yet hold on to your suspension of disbelief, because they pick up their own socks and cook.

In her free time, she looks for hobbies other than Netflix and procrastinating to fill out this author bio. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.

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RELEASE DAY LAUNCH: Meet Me Halfway by Kim Carmody

Today is the release day of Meet Me Halfway by Kim Carmody! Check out the fantastic new romance, and grab your copy today!

About Meet Me Halfway: An ambitious journalist on a fast track to success. A round one draft pick determined to keep his personal life his own. And a documentary that proves sometimes opposites really do attract. 

Olivia Callahan is a woman on a mission. When she lands a career defining opportunity in the male-dominated world of sports journalism, she knows it’s make or break time. Olivia’s boss has given her the green light to produce her very own documentary, and she’s not going to let anything get in the way of perfection. 

After a few setbacks in college, Nate Sullivan is finally on his way to the big leagues as the newest recruit for the New York Warriors. Determined to put his somewhat colorful past behind him, Nate’s all about the straight and narrow as he sets out to prove he’s worthy of the first round draft pick that’s caused so much debate from fans and media. 

The last thing Nate wants is to delve into stories from his past. But when his new team directs him to set the record straight, he has no choice but to cooperate with the feisty, determined reporter who shows up on campus. Olivia is thrilled that Nate Sullivan is her man. His colorful background is just the thing to take her story from memorable to award winning. 

What neither of them expected is their attraction to one another, yet try as they might, determination gives way to temptation eventually. As Nate battles to protect his privacy and Olivia fights to produce the story of her career, they must decide what they’re willing to give up in order to gain each other. 

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She lifted an eyebrow. “Did you just Netflix and chill me?”

“No. That would be unnecessary considering you’re already naked in my apartment.” I paused, a slow smile spreading across my face. “But if that’s what you want…”

Forty five minutes and another round between the sheets later, Liv was snuggled up against me, her eyes glued to the television.

“Man she’s a piece of work.”

Liv nodded, eyes lighting up. “She’s such a girl boss though. I love her.”

“You’re a girl boss.”

Liv gasped. “You think?”

I nodded, catching her chin between my fingers. “Yep. And it’s sexy as hell.”

She grinned. “That might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” Liv shook her head. “I still can’t believe you’ve never seen House of Cards. I’m almost jealous of you, you’ve got so much to look forward to.”

I had gathered that earlier, thanks to the filthy look she’d given me when I first mentioned that not only was I not up to speed on the series, I didn’t even know what it was about.

She sighed, one nipple peeping out from under the sheet as she rolled onto her back, and I had to fight the urge to roll on top of her. I wasn’t kidding when I’d said she’d get plenty of exercise if she stayed. It was exactly like our first night together. No sooner than we’d finished one round, I was ready to take her again. I knew it was foolish not to be sound asleep, giving my body the rest it so desperately needed, but around Liv my dick just got other ideas. It was…needy.

Liv glanced at me. “What are you thinking?”

“That I want to fuck again.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

I shrugged. “Pretty much.”

She rolled to her side, propping one arm under her head. Sadly it caused her nipple to go back into hiding. “I forgot how sexual guys are in their early twenties.”

I shrugged. “You should have seen me when I was sixteen.”

Liv laughed. “I can only imagine.”

“Not sure it would have been all that pleasurable for you though.” I cringed. “Pretty confident there was only ever one person coming back then.”

“Well don’t feel too bad, you’re certainly making up for it now.”

I looked away, not wanting her to see the satisfaction on my face. Because truth be told, while I knew Liv enjoyed the sex we had—the multiple orgasms and the fact that she’d returned for round two were enough of a sign—the idea that she’d most likely slept with guys years older than me with plenty more experience on how to make a woman feel good left me with this irrational sense of frustration. Like I was automatically playing catch up in the race to…what? What did I want with Liv? Sure, no guy wanted to think they weren’t the best sex a woman had ever had, but the thought that I cared about more than just my own selfish pride kept niggling away in the back of my mind.

And while I was being so honest with myself, I might as well acknowledge how my insecurities extended to things other than sex. Like the fact that I’d painstakingly picked up after myself around the apartment every night before I crashed in the sad hope that I’d actually get her into my bed one day. Sure, an element of that was about leaving college, starting fresh, playing grown-up as we all used to joke about, but I couldn’t deny that a small part of me was doing this to show Liv I wasn’t just a college kid anymore.

“Earth to Na-ate.” She drummed her fingers into my shoulder and I blinked, looking over to her.

“Sorry.”

“Where’d you go?”

“Nowhere.” I flipped onto my side, facing her. “Say that again.”

She frowned. “Say what?”

“My name, say it like you just said it.”

She looked at me warily. “Na-ate.”

I groaned, throwing one arm over my face. Her voice was insane. I was pretty sure I could come just from the sound of my name on her lips. In fact I almost had that first night we were together, my fingers between her legs as she’s told me exactly what she’d wanted, her voice all raspy and breathless. I’d had to stop myself from rubbing up against the table ledge for fear of embarrassing myself.

“Is everything okay over there?”

I nodded from under my arm. “Your voice. It’s…hot.”

She giggled, and a second later her mouth was at my ear, breath warm as she crooned, “You like my voice, Nate Sullivan?”

I peeked out from under my arm to look at her. “I’ll give you my signing bonus if you’ll call every night and tell me to sleep well…in that voice.”

She fell back against the pillows, stretching her arms above her head. Aaand nipples.

“You can’t afford me.”

“Not yet, but think of me as a long term strategy. You’ll make millions.”

  

About Kim Carmody: 

Kim Carmody lives in Australia with her husband, in a sunny little part of Melbourne that she never wants to leave. Except for frequent trips to New York, she is happy to leave at least once a year for those. 

She holds a Masters in Commerce Marketing and while she spent her younger years training to become a professional dancer, she somehow ended up working in the sports industry, where she met her now husband. Never a participant or spectator of sport growing up (she was too busy flitting around in a tutu), she has grown to appreciate, if not love many sports and eventually found herself writing about them too. 

As an avid book lover from the moment she was introduced to The Babysitters Club as a seven year-old, Kim never expected to be able to call herself an author, but is beyond excited that she now can. 

Meet Me Halfway is her second novel.

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TEASER BLAST: Dear Life by Meghan Quinn

Check out the first teaser for DEAR LIFE by Meghan Quinn! We can't wait for this release!

DEAR LIFE

NA Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 5th

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Four lives. Four stories. Four sets of letters. Four brave souls in need of guidance while facing life's greatest challenges.

The anonymously published Dear Life program is designed to help them step outside of their comfort zones, face their obstacles, and relinquish their demons...and prove their existence.

With their lives teetering between wanting more and losing it all, all four souls dive into the program as a New Year’s resolution, sending them on a crazy, life-altering journey. 

Dear Life, 

Please be kind. 

Yours truly, Hollyn, Jace, Daisy, and Carter. 

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if "It's Raining Men" starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing... enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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