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Blog Tour: MisGiving Hearts by J.Haney & S.I. Hayes with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for J.Haney & S.I. Hayes’s MisGiving Hearts. We will have info about the book and author, a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

 

Happy Reading :) 


 

They thought they were safe in their elite little world. They couldn’t have been more wrong.

When Charity Daniels was seventeen she fell in love with Literature, and a man who taught it. Their forbidden love was held back until graduation, until legally she could be his.

Flash forward three years, Charity is studying at Yale and still in love with her Princeton Man.

Quinn (Q) Everett is on scholarship at Yale, and finds himself inexplicably in Charity’s path. He tries to stay away, but his mouthy best friend thinks he knows better. Suddenly it’s lunches and crashing private plans for the duo just to see her.

But their flirtations do not go unseen, and Logan’s love turns and goes from jealousy to murderous intent.

Can these unproven lovers stay the course and avoid the devious plot of a scorn man or will everything crash and burn?

*Trigger warning: Violence **Strong Sexual Situations

 

 

 

 

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3-Charity

LAST NIGHT WAS THE LAST TIME I GO OUT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT. I feel like I was run over by a Mack truck. I stayed at Logan’s last night and memories of what happened filtered through my sleep, which left me not sleeping well, and today happens to be one of my longer days. I don’t get out of this place till at least eight. I think, instead of going to see Logan tonight, I’ll call him when I get home and let him know I won’t be over. I don’t have to study as hard as most, but I still do. I walk through the blue light district to get to my class. It’s blue lights set throughout campus. I like having it, especially when I have late classes. I see the gate I need to go through just ahead of me. As I step through, I hear someone say forcefully, “Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm! It is hypocrisy against the devil. They that mean virtuously, and yet do so. The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven!” I drop my Great One, twenty-four ounces of pure black Dunkin’ Donut bliss and my copy of The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri. I grab my chest. “Jesus Christ!” I get a glimpse of white flesh through black ink reaching for my items. He stands, towering over me with my book and now empty cup. “Sorry, Q-” He pushes the other guy who’s covered by his hoodie. “-over here was just working on something for his class. Thinks he’s Shakespeare or some shit.” He smiles, looking down at me. “I don’t think she cares, Stryker, let’s go,” Q says, walking off. “How would you know what I do and don’t care about?” He doesn’t answer, just keeps walking. Stryker gives me my stuff before walking off and mumbling something to his buddy. I continue my walk to Multicultural Middle Ages class. I notice the two guys once again as I’m walking in. Somehow, they managed to go around me? This is going to be a long class. I try to pay them little mind as I take a seat and start pulling my things from my bag. The professor walks in and is immediately on alert. “Mister Jordan, you know you’ve got no business in here.” “Come on, Prof, I was thinking about auditing today.” Stryker has just slipped into the desk beside mine. “Stryker, is it?” I ask, and he looks at me with what I’m going to assume is his sexy look. “Pretty sure ya can’t handle this.” “Mister Jordan, it’s time for you to go.” “What? Would you like me to recite in its original Italian?” Stryker asks and proceeds to do just that. “Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita, mi ritrovai per una selva oscuro, ché la diritta via era smarrita.” I smile. “Actually, it’s oscura.” “Let it go, Miss,” the professor orders, looking at her book, “Daniels. Even if he’s wrong, he thinks he’s right.” “So, just like any other man,” yells a girl in the back. “One day, we will figure out how to teach them just right, but until that day, we just have to chalk it up to foolishness,” I remark. Stryker looks down at me before reaching into his hoodie and producing a card. “I like you, come to the shop anytime.” I take the card and look at it. It reads Lucky Stryke Tattoo Design and Piercing with the address and phone number. “Thanks.”

After class, I messaged Logan to let him know that I won’t be over tonight, lots of studying to do, then I stopped at Seoul to pick up dinner for myself and Hope. If anyone can help me work through what happened last night, it’ll be her. Korean food is one of her favorites, so I get dinner for both of us along with mochi ice cream. Never show up empty-handed. I knock on Hope’s door and wait for her to answer as I hold the food in front of my face. Hope opens the door and demands, “Bitch, where you been?” I lower the bag. “I brought food.” “Oh? You are a lifesaver.” “Seoul, your fave.” “Awesomesauce.” Hope pushes the door open further and lets me in. I head for the dining room as she walks into the kitchen. “I need talk time, and nobody but you can help me.” “Why? Did you wake up with a strange dick in your mouth?” “Kind of.” She stops in her tracks and looks at me, shock plain on her face. “What the hell do you mean, kind of? I was kidding.” “When I got to Logan’s last night, he sort of bent me over the couch, but we weren’t alone.” “Mmm, tell me it was that guy, Toby? You know I always wanted a piece of him.” Hope is a couple years older, but we went to the same high school, so she knew the teachers, knew the stories. “It was Hank Smiley.” I thump my head against the table. “Oh, honey.” Hope pats me on the back. “What happened? “I’m not sure exactly. I didn’t even know he was there till he shot his load on me.” “Well, look at it this way, better on than in, and it’s good for the skin.” “I’m disgusted. I lied to Logan because I’m not even sure how to look at him, then add in this stupid ring.” “What ring, girl?” Hope questions. I dig the ring from my purse and set it on the table. “He popped the question Saturday.” “Why?” “I don’t know. Because he wanted to?” “So, are you finally moving in? Because if you are, that’s cool, you’ll be closer.” “No, he’s moving to New York or Jersey, and I’m staying here to finish school.” “Why aren’t you just breaking up with him and getting on with it?” “Because I’ve spent almost three years with him, and I love him.” “I’ll never understand why. He’s such a cad.” “He just understands me.” “He understands wet, pink hole, thrust, and repeat.” “I didn’t say that I was okay with him asking me, Hope. I just didn’t want to embarrass him because we were in public. I don’t know what I’m doing, and then there’s whatever last night was. I’m so confused.” “Listen, there’s no point in being ashamed of something you’ve done. I’ll tell ya right now, if it were me and I wasn’t fancying another dude on top of me, I’d have fucked him up right quick. Don’t be afraid to say no.” “I’m still nursing my hangover, so I know I drank way too much. I think he knew it too.” “Then he’s even more of a scumbag than I thought because he took advantage of you, and he let someone else do it too.” “UGH!” I cry out. “Look, I know you love him and all, but he’s really not a good guy. Nobody should make you feel bad for who or what you are. You’re not me, don’t let him make you act like it if you don’t want to. You tell him that last night was a one-time deal. Don’t let him push you. Okay?” “Yeah, okay,” I say defeatedly. “Alright, you want to take this outside? Grab the wine and glasses?” “Gotta have that smoke.” I shake my head. “You can take the wine, I’ll just grab a bottle of water. I still have to drive home.” Hope walks out the back door to her porch while I go to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. By the time I get to the porch, she’s already puffing on her cigarette. “So, how’s school going?” I ask, sitting across from her. “I actually just took the test for LPN, and I’m waiting for my results.” “How do you think you did? You didn’t show your tits this time, did ya?” “A red bra may or may have not been worn under a red blouse, but these things happen.” “You’re hopeless.” “Whatever brings out the grade. We’re not all you.” Before I can say anything, Hope speaks again. “Oh, look at the puppy.” Out runs what I’m pretty sure is an albino pit bull pup with a much bigger one right behind it, which must be the mom. Hope is calling the dogs as she climbs over the rail. “Hope, you’re going to hurt yourself,” I warn as she drops to the ground. Yeah, I’m not jumping, I’d break a bone. “Nonsense, puppies,” Hope says, squatting to pet the dogs. “Nonsense, jump, I’m sure one of us can catch you,” a male voice breaks in. Wait, I know that voice. I stand and walk over to the railing. “Jesus, you again?” I ask as Stryker comes into view. “I’m not the one that followed me home. Hey, Q, little miss Obscura's here.” “I didn’t follow you. I needed to talk to my best friend who happens to live here. Wait, did you just call me obscure?” His buddy walks out in camo pants and denim button up over another shirt. He looks up at me. “If the reference fits. Do you feel we should put a pin between your shoulders and put you on a board somewhere?” “I’d rather you didn’t, I’d never get down. Height problems and all.” “Hmm, shorty got your number,” Stryker quips. Q licks his lips and nods his head before running a hand through his hair. He reaches his hand up to me. “Hey, my name is Quinn, folks around here call me Q.” I put my knees on the porch because I’m not climbing over the railing to fall to my death and take his hand. “I’m Charity and just because I go to Yale doesn’t make me like most of the snobs,” I introduce myself and extricate my hand from his before standing back up and dusting myself off. “I always heard it takes one to know one, and I’ve never known one.” “Hope is the snob in my group. “ “That’s good to know because we don’t associate with assholes.” Hope looks up at me. “Then don’t ask about her boyfriend. Oh, excuse me, fiancé.” I shake my head. “You were just dying to say that, weren’t ya? Can’t even let me decide what the hell I’m doing before you start spreading that news.” Hope stands up and starts dancing and snapping. “Start spreading the news,” she sings. “Hope, we love you, but only if you shut your mouth,” Stryker teases. “Oh, but don’t you know that’s her best asset?” I quip. Quinn reaches down and picks up the puppy. “Walked right into that one, huh?” He gibes before turning to me. “Do you like dogs?” “When they're nice. Never really been around animals. Ma wasn’t okay with them.” “How’s about you come down? She doesn’t bite and neither do I. I promise.” “But who says I don’t?” Shit, stupid filter. “Be down in a minute.”

 

 

 

J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud mamma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner to Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones giving her readers something to hold onto. It’s what she calls Real Life Romance.

S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England, currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers, to see them check out her web site.

The pair met while working for a previous publisher and became fast friends, their split dynamics and views on life, family and love in general led to the idea of A County Fair Romance and A Sex, Drugs and Rock Romance adding to it Working Class Beauties and soon Kincaid Falls. Along with various Standalone novels. So, keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by, you know just in case.

 

 

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Blog Tour: Tales From the Forest by Johanna Sarah Aldridge with Giveaway

Today’s stop is for Johanna Sarah Aldridge’s Tales From the Forest. We will have info about the book and author,and a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

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The Forest Realm is a magical world within our own. You cannot see it, nor can you hear it, and only very few might be able to feel it. The realm feeds the hungry, shelters the homeless, and protects the hunted... so long as their hearts are pure.

Recently orphaned, two heartbroken brothers are at risk of separation by the government...

A black Labrador leads a colony of rabbits away from danger...

A destitute family of rats seek a new life away from the pollution of the big city...

All have been rescued by the realm of magic, and their lives are truly about to change.

Come and join us in The Forest where magic thrives, adventures are rife, and friendships last forever.

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Jo was born in Colchester, Essex, in 1974 and since an early age has always been accused of having a wild imagination. This didnt stop her from studying for an honours degree in Cell and Molecular Biology, training as a science teacher, then go on to train as a Biomedical Scientist. She eventually took a post in Clinical Chemistry at Jersey General Hospital in the Channel Islands.

Whilst holding down a full time job, and working 28 hour emergency on call shifts, she has managed to find the time to share that wild imagination with the world by writing online fan fiction stories about the CW series Supernatural.

She enjoyed it so much that, with a lot of encouragement from her husband, she decided to write her own stories. Not an easy task for somone dogged by anxiety and depression, and since her diagnosis in 2013 she has also been battling with Ulcerative Colitis.

In spite of her struggles, Tales from the Forest, a series of short stories set in a magical realm, began to take physical form on her laptop screen, and her black labrador Nelson is a valiant hero in some of the stories. As an avid animal lover, she has vowed that all proceeds from the sale of this book series will help to set up a forever home sanctuary for stray, elderly and abandoned dogs.

Although still working full time at the hospital, she has turned her thoughts to the future, and now holds a Diploma in Dog Training from the Centre of Excellence, and is currently studying towards a Diploma in Canine Communication in order to prepare for a life of working with rescue dogs.

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Blog Tour: Wild Hunger by Chloe Neill with Interview, Review and TWO Giveaways

 

Today is a special stop for Chloe Neill’s Wild Hunger. We will have info about the book and author, an Interview with Chloe,my review of Wild Hunger and two awesome giveaways. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaways.

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As the only vampire child ever born, some believed Elisa Sullivan had all the luck. But the magic that helped bring her into the world left her with a dark secret. Shifter Connor Keene, the only son of North American Central Pack Apex Gabriel Keene, is the only one she trusts with it. But she’s a vampire and the daughter of a Master and a Sentinel, and he’s prince of the Pack and its future king.

When the assassination of an ambassador brings old feuds to the fore again, Elisa and Connor must choose between love and family, between honor and obligation, before Chicago disappears forever.

 

 

 

 

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Thank you Chloe for taking the time to answer some questions :) 

When came the idea to have a spin off series?

 

 As soon as I started writing Chicagoland Vampires (in about 2005), I knew Elisa had her own story to tell.

 

 

When you first had the idea for the spin off, was it always the characters we have now Elisa and Connor, or did you have someone else in mind first?

 

 It was always Elisa. Connor was a bit of a surprise; I figured him out a little later on.

 

 

How different was it for you to write Merit and Ethan out of someone else point of view? Both are pretty strong and forward characters, was it difficult to keep them in the background?

 

Not really. Elisa is very much her own person, as are the supporting characters in WILD HUNGER. But I definitely enjoyed seeing Ethan and Merit again. They are old friends.

 

 

What excited you the most about coming back or staying in the Chicagoland world?

 

 Probably the fact that I get to delve more deeply into the shifters and Packs. I haven't had nearly enough of an opportunity to explore that world.

 

 

Are there any other projects you working on and can tell us about?

 

Sure! I'm currently working on the fourth Devil's Isle novel, my post-urban fantasy series set in New Orleans. This is the finale, so there's a lot of action and excitement in the book!

 

 

*I received a free copy from the publisher via Netgalley and chose to leave a voluntary review. Thank you!*

 

 

4 ½ ★

 

I have read and loved The Chicagoland Vampires Series, (mostly) so when I saw this will be released I was really psyched to get my hands on it. I should say that it also can be easily read if you have not read the first series, everything that is important will be mentioned and explained. So if you have not read it and don’t plan on it you still can read this book and not be lost. After reading it I can say that I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. It was a perfect mix of old and new , the old Chicagoland we know and love and the new with fresh new people to love just as much if not a bit more . Familiar faces and storyline being brought over to the new faces and new problems with Chicago. We still get to see Merit and Ethan but out if the eyes of their Daughter Elisa which I not only liked but it was different. But obviously this being Elisa’s story they stay pretty much in the background but still poke their head in sometimes. Which was nicely done. I really enjoyed Elisa, she was strong, unique funny and really working on distancing herself from her parent’s legacy and wants to stay on her own two feet. But what nobody knows is that she fights an internal battle with a monster inside her since she was pretty much born. A possible side effect if the way she was made and or born?! Only one person knows a little about it and that is Connor Keene. Speaking of Connor I really enjoyed him, sexy strong alpha male with a sense of humor. I really loved them together and their banter, it had many laugh out loud moments. But there was also a tender and really honest site to them that I loved. Overall I just really liked them. The few awkward moments between them made it just so much more realistic and fun read. I also enjoyed Theo, thought his role in the Ombidubus office was great, I just hope we will not see a love triangle here. I also enjoyed Lulu, the daughter of Malory and Catcher who decided to ban Magic in her life, but I think that will change and we will see some kind of conflict with herself. Of course we also see the faeries again and of course they up to no good. We learn more about their magic and history but also more about Magic in general that also involves the vampires and wolves. The seen prophecy we heard about before is hinted at but we still don’t know what it is or what was seen……but I think it will be a major part of the series. Overall, I really enjoyed it was fresh and funny, the writing was smooth and it was easy to fall in love with the characters. The final battle I thought was a bit anti climatic but overall it was great first book and I ‘m looking forward to reading the next one already.

 

I rate it 4 ½ ★

 

 

 

 

Photo by Dana Damewood.

 

Chloe Neill is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Devil’s Isle, Chicagoland Vampires, and Dark Elite series. She was born and raised in the South, but now makes her home in the Midwest.  When not writing, she bakes, knits, Pins, and scours the Internet for good recipes and great graphic design. Chloe also maintains her sanity by spending time with her boys–her favorite landscape photographer/husband and their dogs, Baxter and Scout. (Both she and the photographer understand the dogs are in charge.)

Chloe is represented by Lucienne Diver of The Knight Agency. Chloe is a member of the Romance Writers of America. 

 

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There will be two giveaways to this tour, one over on Chloe's site,which will include

 

A Wild Hunger tote bag and bookmark A Stuffed “Connor Keene” Wolf Keychain A gorgeous box of Ladurée French Macarons (You’ll find out why in WILD HUNGER!) Amazon Kindle $50 Amazon gift card Bookmarks and swag

 

you will be able to find that here.

 

 

And one giveaway right here, which will run from today until August 18th.  Prizes include 

 

 

A Wild Hunger tote bag and bookmark A Stuffed “Connor Keene” Wolf Keychain A signed Chloe Neill book Assorted Chicagoland and Devil’s Isle bookmarks and swag

 

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Week One

Monday, August 6 – The Consummate Reader Tuesday, August 7 – Moonlight Rendezvous | Books of My Heart Wednesday, August 8 – Book Dragons 24/7 Thursday, August 9 – MeliH Friday, August 10 – A Book Fanatic Obsession | Silence is Read

Week Two

Monday, August 13 – Loves Great Reads Tuesday, August 14 (Release Day) – Snoopydoo’s Book Review Wednesday, August 15 – A Great Read | Book Nook Nuts Thursday, August 16 – Urban Fantasy Investigations | Goldilocks and the Three Weres Friday, August 17 – Dawn’s Reading Nook | Besties & Books

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Blog Tour: Chasing the Wild Sparks by Ren Alexander with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

Today’s stop is for Ren Alexander’s Chasing the Wild Sparks. We will have info about the book and author, a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

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Thirty-something paralegal, Hadley Beckett and charismatic, local sportscaster/daredevil, Finn Wilder, disagree about how they should share their lives together. Having been together for three years, Finn increasingly pressures Hadley to move in with him, but being unusually traditional, she wants to be married first, adhering to her moral beliefs, just as he clings to his own religious upbringing when it comes to procreating with her. Each is unwilling to negotiate or concede marriage to the other. Complicating matters is Finn’s seemingly double life, keeping his private life hidden to the point of convincing his viewers—Finnatics—and even his coworkers, he’s single, amid Hadley’s objections. Yet despite their immense disparities, they are determined to make their relationship work, even if it means Hadley has to take their future into her own hands. Then again, Finn Wilder has his own story to tell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Raising my left hand, I stare at the bluish metal band on my middle finger. He can’t even promise me a future with a promise ring. I love the ring, but then again, I hate it. It’s a reminder either way. After last night and the things he told me, but I still have doubts. If he loved me as much as he says he does, wouldn’t he want to make me his wife? Instead, I’ll forever be an ambiguous girlfriend, no one of significance in his life. Hell, he won’t even tell people that I am his girlfriend. It’s a lose-lose situation for me all around. “What’s wrong?” Finn asks, standing in the bathroom doorway with a fluffy, blue towel around his waist, running his fingers through his wet hair. The water enticingly glistens over his muscles, coercing me to want to forget about damned kites. I also note that he does, indeed, have a hickey. Oops. Did he even see it? How is he going to hide it today? I guiltily drop my hand. “Nothing.” Staring at his neck, I stand and his mouth falls open. “What’s wrong?” I volley back to him and search his astonished face. “Wow.” He shifts on his feet, his hands on his hips and his eyes roaming up and down my body. I wince. “Is that a good wow or a bad wow?” “It’s a go-change wow.” I look down at my dress and then up at Finn, perplexed. “What?” He adamantly shakes his head and scoffs, “Huh-uh. You’re not wearing that dress.” “Why not?” “There are so many reasons why not.” I put my hand on my hip and argue, “Sorry, but it’s too late to change.” He walks toward me, clutching his towel. “Becks.” “Finn,” I emulate him. “There’s nothing wrong with my dress. It’s not too short, see-through, or revealing.” He stops in front of me, towering over and intently staring me down. “It’s enough. Everyone will be staring at you, including me.” I smile. “It’s a good thing if you do, isn’t it?” He doesn’t answer as he glowers. “Why would anyone else stare? There will be a lot of people there.” Unsmiling, he counters, “Exactly.” I scowl at his face. “Everyone stares at you. Why is this any different?” He clasps one of my breasts, his thumb seeking my nipple through the material, which makes my breath quicken. “Because they’ll be staring at you for all the wrong reasons.” I reach up and stop his hand. “And your Finnatics lust after you for all the right ones?” Taking his hand from his towel, he clutches my other breast, more firmly than the other this time. “I don’t dress like this.” I grin. “Now, that would be funny. You’d be so pretty.” Frowning at my remarks, he points his chin over to his dresser. “Can’t you wear jeans or sweats?” His thumbs begin to circle, clouding my concentration, and I want to rip off his towel. Grabbing onto his other hand, I plead, “Finn, stop.” I don’t know if he’ll take that as to stop about the dress or his hand. I hope he doesn’t stop touching me, even though I need him to stop. He steps against me; his freshly showered body smells so good. “Shit,” he mutters. “It’s a good thing I’ll be there.” Putting his arms around my waist, Finn pulls me into him. “Why? Are you going to be my bodyguard, my babysitter, and my chastity belt?” I retort and quirk up my lip. Without thinking, I grasp the edge of his towel, tucking my fingers into it. His left hand moves from my waist over to my hand and he pushes on it, causing the towel to fall to his feet. Oh, no. He lifts the skirt of my dress and whispers, “I’ll be all three and your overprotective boyfriend.” I clear my throat. “Yes, I’ve noticed.” How ironic. The daredevil doesn’t want me to take a risk, being even remotely audacious. Paired with my cardigan, I could wear the dress when I go to Mass with him if I ever go to church with him. Yet another place he doesn’t want me hanging around him. I close my eyes as he grinds against my bare stomach. “Finn, we’re going to be late.” Nodding, he boldly grins. “Yes, we are going to be late.” I attempt to feebly push him away, but he strongly holds me close to his chest. “We can’t do this.” Finn’s smile drops and he grates his teeth in frustration. “Becks, come on.” He looks around the room and sighs before restoring his gaze to me. “We haven’t been together a lot this weekend. Let’s take some extra time…just for us.” His fingers stroke my back and my willpower. I argue in vain, “We’ll be spending the day together.” He petulantly rolls his eyes and shakes his head, looking down at me pointedly. “That’s not what I mean.” I glance at the hickey I gave him, still wondering how he’s going to hide it since it’s bigger than I meant for it to be. “We’re already running late.” “Late for kites?” “Rod wanted to be there at 11:00 and he’s already on the road. We have an hour and a half drive.” Finn snaps, “Damn it. He can wait.” He takes my hand and wraps my fingers around his solid arousal, keeping his hand on mine. “I can’t,” he heatedly insists. He’s past the point of no-return, but I continue to futilely object. “I promised him I’d be there.” “We will,” he replies impatiently. “You promised me you’d always love me, Becks.” He squeezes our hands around him. “Right now, I need you to love me.” “I do, Finn, it’s just—” “We cannot go when you’re wearing this dress and I’m this jacked up.” He takes his hand off mine and puts his arms around me as I continue to hold him intimately. Inclining his head, he kisses me, gently at first, but then his lips quickly engulf mine. I feel his desperation with every move of our lips. Why does he suddenly want me so much? Or is it just the sex he wants? Finn’s hold strengthens around me and he begins to twist us and walk us backward to his bed. “Finn, no,” I whisper and move my hands up to his chest. His hands are again up my dress and soon inside the top of my waistband. “Stop it.” He stops us at the edge of his bed. “Don’t you want me, baby?” he whispers back, staring ardently into my eyes as he starts to peel down my underwear. He knows I do. I put my hands on his to stop him, but he keeps pushing. Letting go of one side of my waistband, he sits on the bed, trying to pull me down to straddle him. “Finn, stop. You don’t even have a condom on.” I move my hips away and he grips me tightly. Mostly disregarding my statement, his eyes flick up to mine and he says, “You said we’d be alright, Becks.” He pulls on my hips and positions himself beneath me. My eyes widen in disbelief. “Why are you not willing for me to wear this dress in public, but you’re willing to risk getting me pregnant when that’s the last thing you want?” He yanks my underwear to the side and tries to ease into me. He closes his eyes and shakes his head. “I’m not. You said we were okay.” I almost hear the gushing of the adrenaline coursing through his veins. I think it’s like a game of Russian roulette for him. Another rush. There’s no way in hell he wants to knock me up, but he loves the thrill of it being a possibility—something else to triumph. What happens if he loses and gets me pregnant? Would he hate me? Would he leave me? I attempt to lift off him through his steel grip. “No. I said I thought we were. That’s not the same thing.” Finn immediately opens his eyes and as if I just showed him a positive pregnancy test, he scowls and pushes me back. “Then, I’ll put on a rubber.” He reaches for his nightstand drawer and I slide off his lap. I fix my dress and step away. “We have to go, Finn.” “Becks.” I look at him and his eyes fly over my face, pleading with me to reconsider. “Baby,” he says softly. He tears open the package and I watch him work the condom. He then leans back onto his elbows, offering himself up to me with vulnerability in his eyes, but a cocky-as-hell smirk on his face. Finn knows I can’t resist him, yet I think he’s afraid I will. “Finn, what’re you doing? You know we have to go,” I say quietly, but resigned to the fact that we will be late due to the irresistible sight before me. His deep voice utters, “I want to be the only one who knows the ecstasy under your dress.” I can’t help my smile. “You are. You already know quite well.” His vulnerable gaze is now confident when he resolutely states, “Remind me.” I bite my lip and as if he hypnotized me, I take off my underwear. His passionate brown eyes burn into me, as mine travel slowly over his tantalizing body, draped provocatively on his bed. My gaze locks onto his dick and he boldly reaches down and grasps it. “It’s all for you, Becks.” My mouth opens in awe from his brashness. In public, he’s so smug and self-assured about his athletic prowess and aptitudes, yet he’s reserved and so secretive when it comes to me. I see every angle of the complex design that is Finn Wilder. I still must be staring because he coaxes, “Come on, baby. You know you want me.” He gives me a come-worthy grin. Definitely…cocky. I crookedly smile at him, insolently crossing my arms. “You think you do anything for me?” He grins devilishly. “You already took off your underwear.” He’s going to be the death of me. “I can always put them back on.” He deliberately shakes his head from side to side, not taking his heated scrutiny off mine. “No, you won’t.” He licks his full lips and seductively bites his tongue. “I can always go commando to the festival.” Suddenly, he drops his hand from his erection and snarls with genuine irritation rolling over him, “Fuck no!” “Oh, I will,” I taunt. His body tenses all over. “Then we won’t be going. You’re mine, Becks! I don’t want you accidentally flashing anyone and people gawking at your naked body.” “Women fawn all over you,” I counter. “I’m never naked.” True. Sometimes the camera catches him without his shirt, though. “I’m yours. Nobody else’s.” Playfulness seeps into his eyes again. Glancing down at his erection and with a mischievous smile, his impish, dark eyes are on my face as he alluringly elicits, “Why don’t you come and get what’s rightfully yours?” “No, I can’t,” I lie, but knowing that the only thing I can’t do is refuse him. If I ever would take a risqué picture of Finn, this would be it. The way he’s leaning back on his elbows and inviting me to take advantage of what he has to offer is beyond a thousand and one words. “Walk away from me, Becks.” Burning his eyes into my wide-eyed stare, he whispers, “I dare you.”

 

 

 

 

Ren Alexander was born in Wheeling, West Virginia. She graduated from West Liberty University, where she received a B.S. in criminal justice. Although interested in that field, her true passion was reading and writing. She currently lives in Detroit, Michigan with her husband, two daughters, and two cats. "Chasing the Wild Sparks" is Ren's first novel.

 

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Blog Tour: When Time Stands Still by Sara Furlong-Burr with Excerpt and Giveaway

Today’s stop is for Sara Furlong-Burr’s When Time Stands Still. We will have info about the book and author,and a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.

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It’s been nearly a decade since Elle Sloan last saw Luke Hutchins. Close to ten years since she broke up with him over a single phone call, providing him with little explanation. Since the end of their relationship, Elle has done everything she could do to move on, marrying, proceeding forward with her life, almost allowing herself to completely forget about Luke.

Almost.

Out of nowhere, Elle receives a phone call from Luke’s mother. Luke has been in a horrific car accident and, a month later, has just awoken from a coma. However, instead of celebrating, his family is stunned to learn that Luke is suffering from amnesia and only remembers his life as it was before his breakup with Elle. Not wanting to tell Luke that he and Elle aren’t together anymore for fear it may compromise his recovery, Elle is asked by Luke’s family to come to the hospital to see him. Their hope is that she will slowly be able to jog his memory and cushion the blow.

Guilt-ridden over how their relationship ended, Elle readily agrees, finding herself transported back in time with Luke to the life they once shared and the future they could have had together.

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The early spring sun swiftly set on the horizon behind the splendor of the Allegheny Mountains, a welcome change from the relatively flat lands of southern Indiana, where a long drive was bound to put you to sleep. Seeing them in all their splendor, the remaining ghosts from my past came rushing back to haunt me, reminding me of the drives Luke and I used to take at my insistence. He’d grown up here, while I had only been in town long enough to attend—and eventually drop out of—Cogsworth University after two years. He’d chuckle to himself as I’d gazed awestruck at the emerald expanses towering around us as far as my eyes could see. Never condescending of my obviously sheltered life prior to arriving in Roanoke, he’d just smile whenever I would comment on how his growing up surrounded by such beauty must have been comparable to waking up in a fairy tale every morning.

And it was here in Roanoke where he was awaiting my arrival, completely unaware that his heart was destined to be broken by me once again.

Sara "Furlong" Burr was born and raised in Michigan and currently still lives there with her husband, two daughters, a high-strung Lab, and three judgmental cats. When she's not writing, Sara enjoys reading, camping, spending time with her family, and attempting to paint while consuming more amaretto sours than she cares to admit. She's also an advocate for melanoma awareness, having been diagnosed with stage 1b melanoma in 2017.

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