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January 27, 2016

♦♦♦Cover Reveal♦♦♦Our Time (The Rub Down #2) by Gina Sheldon

 Title: Our Time (The Rub Down #2)
Author: Gina Sheldon
Release Date: Early March 2016
Cover Designer: Morgan Reeves
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Unspeakable Devotion
Fall in love with his best friend's sister? Danny Tortelli took care of that years ago.
Protecting and caring for her became his sole purpose the day her life was rocked to the core.
His ultimate goal was to show her how a real man loved a woman. He only had to bide his time.
A guy like Danny didn't give up on what he wanted, and what he wanted was Elle.
Unforgettable Damage
Fall in love with her brother's best friend? Elle Stratton had buried her love for Danny for years.
Damaged by her decisions and scarred by the baggage of her past, she believed she didn’t
deserve him. Self-doubt blinded her to how he felt. After all, he’d seen her at her ultimate
worst and witnessed the disaster of her life as it unfolded. Why would he want her?
Unimaginable Desire
He refused to wait any longer to prove a future with him was more than a possibility.
She was stuck in events of the past.
His hardest task was peeling back the layers of her self-preservation.
Her biggest challenge was accepting someone could love her.
Their time had come, and no one would stand in his way.
 
 
 I took a deep breath and slipped into the room. If I said even one word, I’d give myself away. Justin was scheduled to work with Elle, and I wasn’t sure what her reaction would be if she knew it was me instead. Frank Sinatra’s buttery voice played softly in the background. Soft, relaxing lights bathed the table. Calming fragrance filled the air with a soothing scent. In my mind, Justin was due a promotion for setting the stage just right. 
Elle was face down on the table, covered by the warming blanket. Lemongrass essential oil was my choice for her massage. Not only did she love the scent, but I knew her muscles were sore and tight. When I folded the blanket to expose her back, Luke’s constant preaching made sense. Backs and necks were sexy. I was an ass and tit man, but Elle’s skin was smooth, silky perfection. I wanted to trace her spine with my tongue, from her neck to her ass. She was flawless.
I focused my mind on the game and oiled up my hands. The second I touched her body, mine relaxed, and I felt an undeniable sense of home. My fingers kneaded the muscles in the small of her back, and when I pressed my palms up to her neck, she let a small moan. A moan that went straight from my ears, through my heart, to my aching cock. My continuous motions elicited more small noises of pleasure. Ones I’d wanted to hear for the last few years. I preferred to be buried deep inside her when she made them, but I would take whatever she gave me.
As I worked her the length of her legs, I fought to keep from whispering all the dirty thoughts in my head. How I wanted her legs wrapped around my waist when I pounded into her. How I needed them squeezing around my neck when I drove her wild with my tongue.
Seeing almost every inch of Elle was better than I ever imagined. For a person who didn’t work out and never watched what she ate, her body was in great shape. I wanted to worship her with my mouth instead of my hands. After a taste of her last night, I prayed that tonight I would have another and another.
“Elle, it’s time to roll over. Turn toward your right.” In case she threw me out of the room, my greedy eyes traveled over her one last time.
As soon as she recognized my voice, her body tensed for a second before relaxing again. No, I wasn’t Justin.
Slow movements transferred her from her stomach to her back. Even though I snuck into her room like a creeper to massage her without her permission, I turned my head to give her privacy. Her silence was scaring the crap out of me.
When I turned and looked at her face, our eyes connected. What I saw relieved me of my fears. Hers were warm, loving, and full of a lust I’d never seen.
“Are you going to say something?”
“What you just did to my body was single handedly the most arousing thirty minutes of my life. It felt so good, but the whole time I wished it was you and not Justin.”
“Every single one of your moans made my cock throb. God, I love your body.” I leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her plump lips.
Elle wrapped her hands around my neck and deepened the kiss, plunging her tongue in my mouth.
Before I lost control, I pulled away. “I want you so bad, but we aren’t doing this here on a tiny spa table when there’s a limit to our time together. I want you sprawled out on my bed when I have all night and all day to worship your body over and over again.”
 
Gina Sheldon is a devoted wife, busy mom of twin girls, and the proud owner of a small business. She often travels the very streets of Boston she writes about in her debut novel, “The Rub Down.” One thing she refuses to leave home without is her Kindle. Their relationship borders on obsessive. As a beta reader and blogger, Gina shares her love of books with others, and her love of words has now carried her into the field of self-publishing. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found surrounded by family and friends, enjoying a glass of wine, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, or both.

♦≈♦Blog Tour♦≈♦ #Junkie,GearShark #1,by Cambria Hebert

Title: #Junkie
Series: GearShark #1
Author: Cambria Hebert
Genre: M/M Sports Romance
Published: January 20, 2016 
 Drew Forrester is a total adrenaline junkie.
His high of choice?
Cars.
The faster, the better.
He’s been making waves in Maryland’s underground racing circuit since he crossed the state line, and after speaking with him, we know he’s not hitting the brakes anytime soon.
So what exactly does it take to burn rubber and make a name for yourself in a world where the only rule is there are no rules?
You gotta be hungry…
You gotta have balls…
And you can never back down.
What’ve we learned here at GearShark? 
Drew is all of the above. 
We also know he’s got some secrets buried under his hood. 
Secrets we think are loaded with octane and just might set the world of cars on fire.
Check out the full feature article inside…

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house). Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo. Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC. You can find out more about Cambria and her titles by visiting her website: http://www.cambriahebert.com.
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⟿⟿Cover Reveal⟿⟿Last Call by Staci Hart

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Photography by: Perrywinkle Photography
Designed by: Quirky Bird
Release Date: Feb 15, 2016
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 Once Rose Fisher makes a decision, that’s it. End of story.

 Like when her ex, Patrick, dumped her out of the blue, then showed up with a super hot, tatted up sex kitten on his arm. Then it was over for good. The end. Poof. Dead to her. Except he was everywhere — down the hall, at the bar with their friends, worming his way into her dreams.

 But with their friends paired off, they’re left alone more and more. Rose is determined to keep him friendzoned — doesn’t matter that he stares at her with a smolder that drops all panties in a ten foot radius. She’s over him, and she’ll prove it by getting back into the dating game, Patrick be damned.

 Patrick Evans is no stranger to consequences. When your mother walks out, your dad drifts away. When you leave home, you’re on your own. And when you run away from the girl you love, you lose her. He finally has an opportunity to rebuild the bridge he burned, and it’s not one he’ll take for granted. But he’ll have to fight for her, even if it hurts. Even if it means he’ll walk away brokenhearted. Because deep down, he knows that she’s it for him.

 The trick will be to get her to admit she feels it too.
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Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life -- a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom; she has three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife; even though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.

From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.
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