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Release Tour for Kiss of Life

 

 

Tara’s string of bad luck has her convinced nothing good will ever happen to her again. When a hurricane hits the island, she gets stranded with the town’s sexy, new judge. Maybe her luck isn’t so bad after all... Readers who love Kennedy Ryan and Nicole Snow will love KISS OF LIFE by Louise Lennox, a forced proximity, small town romance.

 

Blurb

 

The Carolina Lowcountry is sexier, because the beautiful Kiawah Kisses rule the Sea Islands with strength, spice, and sass. This summer, each friend will reconnect with a Gullah hometown hero and learn to love again. This is Tara’s story…

 

When hurricane Maria hits Kiawah Island, newly divorced single mom Tara Kent braces to add another pearl, on her string of bad luck. Between an ex-husband who won’t go away, a mother acting like a child, and a stagnant career; she’s convinced nothing good will ever happen again.

 

But when she steps inside the courtroom of the Sea Islands’ new sexy dreadlocked motorcycle riding judge; she’s tempted to think things can change. But will they?

Judge Cameron Sinclair is new in town. When the beautiful but battered Tara sheds tears in his courtroom, he makes it his business to get her what she deserves. And when he’s stranded with her in the eye of a deadly storm, he realizes what she really deserves is love. But he isn’t the man to give it to her. Or is he?

 

Kiss of Life, book 2 in the Kiawah Kisses Series, is a steamy, small town, contemporary romance featuring a strong, smart heroine and the compassionate, sexy judge who redeems her heart. Download it today and get ready to fall in love with your next favorite book boyfriend.

 

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Copyright 2021 @Louise Lennox

 

When I pull up to Tara’s home, I’m both displeased and impressed. On one hand, It’s a big beautiful white farmhouse with a wraparound porch. It looks timeless and unique. Much like Tara herself. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn she picked this home for herself. But it’s very far off the road and isolated on about twenty acres of farmland. A single mother and her kids shouldn’t be out here all by themselves. And tonight, she’s solo. If she caught me checking on her, there’s no way I could play it cool like I was in the neighborhood.

 

There is no neighborhood.

 

By the time I gradually drive up her private gravel road, I’m soaked to the core. As I get closer, I can barely make out anything in front of me, but I see her slight frame sitting on the steps with her head in her hands. She’s sitting on a porch in the eye of an oncoming storm. My bike has a loud purr, but she doesn’t even look up.

 

Her environmental awareness is shit. We’ll have to work on that.

 

I turn off the engine and hit the kickstand. Taking my helmet off, I approach. She’s shuddering…crying.

 

Only when I call her name does she look up.

 

“Tara, what’s wrong?” I force myself to calm down; I can’t spook her.

 

When she looks at me and I’m not prepared for what I see. I expected shock and even some anger. I thought she might wonder how the hell I got to her home. I thought she’d accuse me of stalking her and order me away. Instead, she looks wrecked. Her eyes are weak from crying. Her beautiful skin is red, raw from her tears. And her lips are trembling. The entire scene is a knife straight to my heart.

 

“What happened,” I growl, losing tolerance for this entire scene.

 

She sniffles. “Jason… he… he…” That’s as far as she gets before her body crumbles into itself, tormented with fresh tears. I get out of the rain and join her on the porch. Sitting next to her, I pull her into my arms. She crawls into my lap and sobs on my chest for a good five minutes. I stroke her hair and soothe her with firm circles to her back, placing soft kisses in her wet hair.

 

“Shh Angel. It’s going to be alright. No one is going to hurt you. But you’ve got to tell me what happened. Did Jason hurt you? Can we go inside and talk about it?”

 

She lifts and looks at me with a defeated gaze. “

 

No. That’s just it. I can’t get inside. Jason had the locks changed while I was at work tonight. I can’t even get into my house!”

 

The tree branches are swaying, and the wind grows fierce. We have to get out of here soon.

 

“Angel, listen to me. You can tell me all the details later, and I promise I will help you get back into your house. But this storm is picking up and no locksmith will come by in this weather tonight. Is there anywhere I can take you? You need shelter. What about your mother’s? or Symone’s?”

 

She grabs on to my leather cut with a frantic look. “No! Please. It’s too embarrassing. My mother has enough to deal with, she doesn’t need to know I’m homeless too. At least not tonight. And I don’t want the kids to find out. Symone and Rhue have done so much for me already. I just can’t ask them for another thing.”

 

Her pride is admirable, but silly given the circumstances.

 

“Then come home with me.” I say it on impulse, but I’m certain it’s what I want.

“What?! No, I can’t impose. That wouldn’t be proper.”

 

I chuckle. “Angel, if we don’t get inside soon, this storm will scatter our proper bodies across the marsh. It is going to be a level two within the hour. I have a four-bedroom home on Kiawah. You will have your own room and bed, and you can take tonight to think through your options and rest. I promise you my intentions are honorable.”

 

She looks at me for a long moment with a partially opened mouth and I’m sure she’ll say no. But then she closes it to bite her bottom lip and my dick rouses to attention.

 

Down, boy.

 

I can’t touch her. She doesn’t need that right now. Finally, she purses her lips in a little determined grimace and nods yes. “Ok, Cameron. Thank you.”

 

I smile. “Great. But we can’t ride my bike in this weather. I was taking a chance driving it over here, but that’s a chance I was taking on myself alone. Can we take your truck?”

She stands and sticks out her hand to help me up. I laugh at the gesture. She’s sweet, but I have at least 100 pounds on her. Still, I take her hand.

 

“You can park your bike here. No one should bother with it.” She looks down at the floor of her porch and crosses her arms in front of her. “I’m so sorry Cameron, this is crazy. Are you sure it’s OK for me to impose on you like this? I can get a hotel room or something. I was so shocked, I kind of just fell and landed here.”

 

I pinch her chin and raise her eyes to mine.

 

“Tara, you are never an imposition. You are a privilege. How often does one get to host an angel?”

 

She finally smiles, and I pull her in close to whisper alongside the shell of her ear.

“I’m going to take excellent care of you, for as long as you allow it. Let’s Go.”

 

We turn toward the car and dash out into the storm, hand in hand.

 

Hopefully, by tomorrow all will be clear.


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About Louise Lennox 

Contemporary romance Author Louise Lennox is a hopeful romantic writing steamy romances full of heart and healing.

 

A Spelman College and Georgetown University graduate, Louise provides women with diverse and meaningful representation in romance novel pages. Not seeing enough women like herself headlining positive love stories, she launched #HappyBlackRomance; a community of readers and writers committed to the creation and sharing of positive romance stories featuring Black heroines.

 

Louise Lennox plots highlight the joys of Black relationships across the diaspora; pushing readers from all cultural backgrounds to admire them for their strength and downright sexiness. In her novels sparks always fly; the sex amazes; and the characters always leave the world better than they found it through their love.

 

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New Release - Restless Rancher

 

 

If you like bad-boy heroes, western settings, and a sexy, sassy heroine you will love Jennifer Ryan's newest Wild Rose Ranch book! Perfect for fans of Diana Palmer, Linda Lael Miller, and Jodi Thomas.

 

One minute down-on-his-luck rancher Austin Hubbard slept soundly, the next, a sassy spitfire dumped a pitcher of water on his head and woke him up—in more ways than one. Hired to help him rebuild his ranch, Sonya Tucker ends up helping him put the tattered pieces of his life back together. The capable, all-business accountant is on a mission to get the ranch up and running, but can he convince the temptingly beautiful woman to take a chance on him?

 

Sonya was dismayed that Austin had lost it all: money, family, respectability. Things she—who’d been raised by her mother at Nevada’s notorious brothel Wild Rose Ranch—only dreamed about. But working with the long, lean cowboy shows her that Austin is honorable to his core. Together they slowly grow to see what the love between them might bring.

 

But then Austin’s powder keg of a family feud explodes, exposing long-buried secrets, and threatening their new-found love…

 

 

About the Book:

 

Restless Rancher by Jennifer Ryan

Series: Wild Rose Ranch

Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Avon Books

Publication Date: November 12, 2019

 

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RESTLESS RANCHER

A Wild Rose Ranch Novel

Copyright © 2019 by Jennifer Ryan



CHAPTER ONE

 

Austin stood in front of the small mirror he’d hung on the stable wall and drew the razor down his jaw, scraping away shaving cream and two days’ worth of whiskers. He rinsed the blade in a bowl of lukewarm water, ran it down the last section, then wiped his face clean with a damp towel. His hair could use a trim. A comb would do it a hell of a lot of good. Eyedrops would erase the red from his eyes. But not even the four ibuprofen he’d taken an hour ago could eradicate the headache raging through his skull.

 

Until two weeks ago, his sleepless nights occurred courtesy of a bottle of whiskey. But he’d put the bottle down and was on the cusp of piecing his shattered life back together.

 

One of those broken pieces from his past walked in through the barn door that hung off-kilter on one hinge like a drunk propped against a bar.

 

He’d been that guy. But not anymore.

 

“Lookin’ good, Austin honey.” Kelly’s voice evoked a lot of memories. Not all of them good.

 

Her gaze swept over his chest, down his abs, and landed on the button on his jeans.

 

“You are a sight to behold.” Her tongue swept over her red painted lips. For a split second he remembered how those lips used to wrap around his cock.

 

But not anymore.

 

Lust turned to resentment and set his back teeth to grinding.

 

Wearing a pair of worn jeans barely hanging on his skinny hips and nothing else, he felt naked under her lascivious gaze. He’d lost some weight these last many months drinking and living hand to mouth, hoping he came up with enough money to pay for groceries.

 

Yes, he’d been humbled, going from living large with money overflowing his bank account to scraping by. He’d taken any odd job he could find without his father finding out and retaliating against the person who’d graciously hired him. Most everyone in these parts wouldn’t dare cross Walter Hubbard. Not when most of them did business with Hubbard Ranch or worked for Blue Mining. Those few brave souls who hired him did so because they wanted to take Austin down a peg or two.

 

After his grandfather died and left Austin this ranch, his father fired him from the family business and kicked him out of his home. His father wanted the ranch with a passion and vengeance Austin never saw coming.

 

But he held on. The ranch was the one thing that was still his, though the money ran out and so did Kelly. This dump wasn’t the home Kelly imagined they’d live in after getting married. She expected the same kind of life he’d lived at his father’s place, Hubbard Ranch, where the good life and their future seemed so easy to imagine.

 

Here at his grandfather’s dilapidated place, you needed a fantastical imagination to see its potential.

 

He also needed an investor willing to take a chance on someone who’d hit rock bottom but dreamed big.

 

He still had a few people who believed in him, like his best friend Noah’s girlfriend, Roxy, who thought he could make this place great again. She was an amazing woman with a huge heart and an even bigger bank account. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve it, but Roxy wanted to partner with him and turn this pile of dirt and rotten wood back into a modern working ranch.

 

Kelly had walked away because she didn’t believe in the dream or him.

 

She never gave him a chance to turn this place into what she wanted. What he’d promised her. Abandoned by his girlfriend and disowned by his father in a matter of weeks, beaten down by his father sabotaging his chances for work, yeah, he’d given up and slowly drowned in a bottle and his going-nowhere life.

 

“What are you doing here? Last time we spoke, you said you’d never step foot on this shit pile again.”

 

Kelly pasted on a pretty pout, not an ounce of regret in her eyes about what she’d said to him. “I wanted to see how you’re doing. Can’t I come by to check on a friend?”

 

“You think we’re friends?” When he lost everything, he found out just how many friends he truly had, and she wasn’t one of the few who stuck by him.

 

“Don’t be like that. How can you still be angry at me? I wanted you. I wanted a ranch and family of our own. You refused to see that this place wasn’t going to be our place. All I wanted you to do was sell it and give your father what he wanted. Put a stop to your feud. We could have bought a new home, got married, and had the life we wanted. It was stupid to hold on to this place out of spite and nostalgia. It’s just a piece of land.”

 

That last part struck him like a gut punch. “To you. Not to me.” They’d had this same argument dozens upon dozens of times. “My father took away everything from me because he wanted to take the one thing that actually belongs to me. This land belonged to my mother’s father, and his father before him. I won’t sell it.”

 

“Everyone knows you don’t have the money to save it.” The pity look pissed him off.

 

“He’s made sure of that.” Bitterness filled his words and every fiber of his being.

 

“So you lose it to him anyway. It’s useless and stubborn to keep holding on to something when it’s already lost.”

 

He didn’t want her or his father to know about his new partnership with Roxy. Let them find out when the work finally began and he had his operation up and running. He’d show Kelly, his father, everyone that he could rise from the ashes and rebuild this place. He had the skill, the drive, and the money if Roxy came through the way she’d promised.

 

“Did you get dressed up and come all the way out here just to call me names and tell me how stupid I am again?”

 

He appreciated her sexy legs sticking out the bottom of that flouncy white skirt and the way her breasts rose above the low-cut dark blue top. He’d bought her the brown boots with the embossed roses on the sides when he’d had money to burn. Her blond hair was curled into thick rings and was tousled to look like she’d just been tumbled good in bed.

He’d messed up her perfectly styled hair and wrinkled her clothes in all sorts of ways when they were together. He wondered if she’d come here to rekindle the old fire. Before his brain had time to process what a bad idea that was, she stepped up close, wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her soft breasts against his bare chest, and kissed him with a slow sexy sweep of her tongue along his bottom lip.

 

She knew how to tempt him. He’d been living in a sexual drought for a good long while now. So he didn’t move and enjoyed the brief moment of feeling desirable and wanted.

She’d burned him in the past, so had many others, and a subtle alert went off in his mind.

 

She kept her body plastered to his and leaned back to look at him. “What’s wrong, honey? You never used to hesitate to take what you wanted.” She nudged her belly against his neglected, but eagerly growing dick.

 

He was always ready to bed a beautiful woman, but something didn’t feel right.

Kelly had never been this . . . calculated.

 

Why come back now?

 

Nothing had changed in his life or with his circumstances.

 

Unless she’d found out about Roxy partnering with him. But he hadn’t told anyone, and Roxy wanted to keep things quiet. She didn’t need everyone else in town gossiping about how she used the money she earned from the notorious Wild Rose Ranch brothel she owned outside of Vegas.

 

“Why are you here now? I’m still broke and you still don’t want to live here.”

 

She leaned in and kissed him again. He tried not to get sucked in by her familiar scent and lush curves pressed against him.

 

“This hasn’t changed. I want you. You want me.”

 

His body wanted the release and relief, but the passion and need he once felt for her didn’t rise up and drive him to fill his hands with her soft breasts and thrust his aching cock into her welcoming heat.

 

Her hand slid over his hard stomach, dipped into his jeans, and ran down the length of him. She gripped him in her hand and stroked up and down, her mouth planting hot, wet, openmouthed kisses down his neck and over his chest. “You know you want more.”

 

She hooked her leg around his hip and used her free hand to take his and slide it up her thigh and under her skirt to her bare bottom. All that silky skin at his fingertips made him grab a handful of ass and press her closer.

 

She undid his jeans and freed him. “That’s it. Give it to me.”

 

His body wanted to give her a good hard fucking right here, standing up in the dusty barn. But his mind started adding things up. One and one still equaled two, but her and him doing this right here, right now didn’t add up to anything good happening after the deed was done.

 

She never showed up to any of their dates with no panties and I-can-paint-your-dick-red lips. She flirted but never took an aggressive lead with him for sex. He’d had to talk her into making love on a picnic blanket under a tree on a secluded spot on the ranch. She’d been afraid someone would see them.

 

All this shot through his mind and his hands went to her hips as one final thought blared in his brain. She always, always insisted on a condom because she didn’t want to have children until they were good and married. So a split second before she encased him in her slick core, he set her away and zipped his jeans.

 

“What the hell is going on here?” His mind identified the clues, but he didn’t see the whole picture.

 

“Why did you stop?” Her cheeks flushed pink. She took a step toward him, her hand reaching for his neck.

 

He sidestepped before she backed him into the wall and faced her, standing just out of her reach.

 

Her gaze dropped to his thick erection, then back up to his face. “You still want me.”

 

“My dick’s not broke the way I am. I don’t have a dime to my name. Seems to me, you cared more about that than fucking me anymore, so why don’t you tell me why you’re all of a sudden all hot and bothered over me to the point you haven’t insisted I wear a condom.”

 

“I’m on the pill.”

 

“Bullshit. We had this talk a long time ago. You can’t use the pill because it messes up your system so bad. Try again.”

 

She huffed out a breath and flipped her long blond hair over her shoulder with a careless flick of her hand. “I can’t believe you remember that.”

 

“Important talks like that kind of stick with you, especially when you made it clear no kids before marriage.”

 

She pressed her lips together and eyed him before the stiffness left her shoulders and they slumped. “I want to get pregnant.” Her lips tilted into a lopsided frown. “We want a baby.”

 

We.” For the first time, he saw the diamond ring on her finger. How he’d missed the dime-sized rock, he didn’t know. He’d been too stunned to see her and distracted by her attempted seduction to take in the details that had helped set off that alarm in his mind.

 

“I’ve been seeing someone. He’s good to me. He loves me and wants to give me everything I ever wanted.” Her eyes pleaded with him to understand. Like it wasn’t personal she loved someone else now.

 

Despite what happened between them, he wanted her to be happy. “If that’s the case, why the hell are you here cheating on your fiancé?” His stomach soured with the thought of touching someone else’s woman. He didn’t do those kinds of things. He believed in being faithful and telling the truth, even when it hurt and meant the end if you wanted out.

 

“He wants another child but he had a vasectomy years ago. He had it reversed but the doctors told him his low sperm count would make it difficult to conceive a baby. We talked about alternative ways to get pregnant and he encouraged me to see you.”

IVF. Surrogacy. Sperm donor. Adoption. Take your pick of available options. But send your fiancée to another man?

 

No man who truly loved his woman would share her with another man.

 

That alert he got earlier turned into a full-on alarm in his head. His chest tightened with a weight he didn’t want to carry because he suspected where this was going and he didn’t want to believe it. It couldn’t be true.

 

“Why me?”

 

We have a history. I always thought we’d make beautiful babies. We’re not together, and things for you haven’t exactly worked out the way you wanted. I’m ovulating. I thought we’d have one last good time.”

 

“And what? You’d never tell me about the baby?” Every breath made him ache more.

 

“With the way your life is now, you can’t take on that responsibility or financial burden.”

 

He didn’t know this callous, calculating woman.

 

“My fiancé and I would love and care for the baby. He’d want for nothing.” She moved closer and put her hand on his chest. “Please, Austin. You know how much I want this.”

 

He slapped her hand away. His heart thrashed in his chest and his mind screamed, No. This could not be happening. It couldn’t be as bad as it appeared. But he had to know the full truth and what she’d planned to keep from him as long as she could before it all came out. Because secrets like this always came out.

 

“Who put that ring on your finger?” His mind screamed, You don’t want to know.

 

Her gaze dropped to his boots. “We’ve kept our relationship quiet.”

 

He pointed to her hand. “Astronauts can see that ring from space. You really think you’re being discreet?”

 

“Austin, who I’m with doesn’t change the fact this is what I want. You don’t have to take responsibility for the child. Ten minutes and your work is done.” A plea filled her eyes. “I know that sounds insensitive, but men get women pregnant all the time and don’t have anything to do with the child.”

 

She sounded like a lunatic.

 

“And you think I’m that kind of man.” It hurt that someone would believe that about him.

 

“I want a baby, Austin. This is the most expedient way to get one. You and I care about each other, which makes this easier. You’re a good guy. You want me to be happy. So please, help me have a baby.”

 

Despite what she thought of him and the hurtful words, though she really had no idea how much they stung, he did want her to have everything. Maybe some guys would see the upside of having sex with a beautiful woman and walking away. But he would never turn his back on a child the way his father had turned his back on him. That she didn’t see that hurt more.

 

“No.”

 

Surprise filled her eyes, but his rejection didn’t squash her determination. “I’ll pay you.”

The desperate words slammed into him with the force of a knife plunging into his chest.

 

“Not only no, but fuck you. I’m not some stud for hire.” The thought sickened him.

For the first time, he understood how Roxy felt when people accused her of being a prostitute.

 

“Ten thousand dollars.” She clasped her hands in front of her like she prayed he’d accept. But her desperation spoke of more than her desire to have a child.

 

She needed him to say yes.

 

He wouldn’t play Kelly’s whore for any amount of money. And he wondered, like the ring, where she got that kind of cash. “Who is your fiancé?”

 

She shook her head and backed up a step, too afraid to tell him.

 

And that’s when the rage exploded inside him as fast as the truth lit up his mind.

He shot forward, tilted her chin up with the tip of his finger, and made her look at him.

 

“Who is it? Say it,” he dared her.

 

Tears filled her eyes. Her gaze strayed over his shoulder and she whispered, “Your father.” Those two words blasted through his mind and constricted his chest. He couldn’t breathe for trying to contain the fury burning inside him.

 

Before he lost his head, he released Kelly and turned his back on her.

 

His own father had taken up with his ex-girlfriend and wanted Austin to sire a child that he’d raise. The thought turned his stomach and sent bile to the back of his throat.

 

Over my dead body.

 

“He wants my child.” He spit out the vile words.

 

“You two are so stubborn. You won’t sell. He refuses to leave his estate or the companies to anyone but family.”

 

“So long as that family isn’t me.”

 

“Do you blame him?”

 

Austin spun around to face her. “Yes! Why do I have to bend and give up what’s mine? Why do I have to do what he says because he demands it? Why can’t I have what’s mine and make something of it? I busted my ass working for him. I did everything he wanted from the time I was a child to running the operations. But this one thing he can’t let go of. Why?”

 

Kelly held her hands out and let them drop to the sides of her thighs. “I don’t know. I tried to change his mind, but he won’t let it go.”

 

“Instead, he doubles down on humiliating me by seducing my ex-girlfriend, then sends her here to fuck me for my baby. He hasn’t taken enough, he wants my child, too!” Anger stung his throat as those ridiculous words burst out his mouth.

 

“The child would be his grandson. He’d get everything.”

 

“And that’s all that matters. You get what you want. He gets what he wants. What about what I fucking want?” He yelled so loudly he was sure the rickety rafters overhead vibrated with his rage the way his whole body shook with it. “I would never—EVER!—give up my child. Anyone who thinks that of me doesn’t know the real me. And that includes you.” He took a menacing step toward her, his body rigid and begging for a fight it wouldn’t get. “How could you come here with his ring on your finger and think I’d ever want to touch you, let alone have a baby with you? I don’t even want to look at you. Get out.”

 

She reached for him again, but he stepped back. The thought of her ever touching him again sent a shiver of revulsion through him.

 

“Get out!”

 

This time he was sure his fury would bring down the roof.

 

She spun on the heels of the boots he’d bought her, her skirt flaring out, showing off a lot of thigh. She’d come here hoping he’d knock her up without a second thought and she’d walk out with his child and raise it with his father.

 

He didn’t think Kelly or his father could hurt him more than they had when they abandoned him, but this twisted deception they’d tried to pull over on him hit hard and cut deep.

 

He waited for the sound of her car to fade before he walked out of the barn and headed for his pathetic bed on the porch of the hoarder house he couldn’t stand to go in and the bottle he’d left under the cot and hadn’t touched in two weeks.

 

He needed a drink.

 

Or ten.

 

There might not be enough whiskey in Montana to make him forget what just happened.

 

His life couldn’t get any worse than this. Right?

 

 

 

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To celebrate the release of RESTLESS RANCHER by Jennifer Ryan, we’re giving away one paperback copy of Dirty Little Secret by Jennifer Ryan!

 

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to US shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback copy of Dirty Little Secret by Jennifer Ryan. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Avon Romance.  Giveaway ends 11/30/2019 @ 11:59pm EST. Avon Romance will send the winning copy out to the winner directly.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

 

About Jennifer Ryan:

JENNIFER RYAN is the New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of The Hunted, McBride, and Montana Men series. She writes suspenseful contemporary romances with outrageous plot twists, deeply emotional love stories, high stakes and higher drama. Her stories are filled with love, family, friendship, and the happily-ever- after we all hope to find. Jennifer lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her husband and three children. When she finally leaves those fictional worlds, you’ll find her in the garden, playing in the dirt and daydreaming about people who live only in her head, until she puts them on paper.

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Blog Tour - The Christmas Dare

 

A jilted-at-the-altar bride reunites with her high school sweetheart in Lori Wilde’s sensational new Twilight, Texas Christmas novel.

 

Kelsey James always played by the rules and look where it got her—dumped and half-drunk in a poofy white dress, her Christmas wedding ruined. Then her best friend talks her into going on her “honeymoon” anyway, daring her to a “Christmas of Yes.”  It’s about time she lets loose a little, so Kelsey agrees to say “yes” to fun, to romance, and to adventure! And adventure leads her right smack into the arms of sexy Noah MacGregor.

 

Noah’s never one to say no to a risk—from leading his NBA team to victory to making Christmas cookies in Twilight, he’s up to the challenge! But a lot has gone on since they were teenagers, and he knows he has to take his time to make Kelsey dare to believe that what they feel is more than just the holiday magic that’s in the air . . .

 

 

 

 

About the Book:

 

The Christmas Dare
by Lori Wilde

Series: Twilight, Texas

Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Avon Books

Publication Date: October 22, 2019

 

Purchase Your Copy Today!


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Tour Wide Giveaway:

 

To celebrate the release of THE CHRISTMAS DARE by Lori Wilde, we're giving away a paperback copy The Christmas Key by Lori Wilde to one lucky winner!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to US shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback copy The Christmas Key by Lori Wilde. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Avon Books.  Giveaway ends 11/4/2019 @ 11:59pm EST.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

 

About Lori Wilde:

A fifth generation Texan, LORI WILDE is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of 82 works of fiction. She’s a three-time nominee of the Romance Writers of America prestigious RITA award and has won numerous other awards. She holds a bachelor’s degree in nursing from Texas Christian University, and a certificate in forensics.

 

She is also a certified Hatha yoga instructor, and runs a yoga/creativity retreat for artists at Epiphany Orchards in Weatherford, Texas, the Cutting Horse Capital of the World.

 

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Release Tour - Sightseeing in Manhattan
RELEASE TOUR for Sightseeing in Manhattan by C. Lesbirel
 

 

Hannah-Rae Dodd is fresh out of a bad relationship has some big decisions to make and if NYC is where she’s going to stay. Matt Miller’s passion for dance has the ability to make him forget about the troubles that await him off the stage. When chance circumstances bring them together, will dancing bring them something more than either expected? The ninth book in the addicting 425 Madison Avenue series, is now live. Read Sightseeing in Manhattan by C. Lesbirel today!

 


Only on Amazon + Read for FREE on Kindle Unlimited 

 



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
About Sightseeing in Manhattan:
 

 

Hannah-Rae 
 
On stage at a Magic Mike theme night with the music blaring and her hands trailing the oily, well-defined abs of another man is where Hannah-Rae realizes that maybe she isn’t as heartbroken about her cheating ex as she had first thought. She had known she needed to make some big decisions about life before flying out to NYC, she just hadn’t expected her heart would be calling all the shots. 

 

 
Matt
 
He didn’t know why or how his passion for dance had come about. All he knew is that when he was on that stage throwing shapes down, he felt so alive in the moment that he almost forgot about the fact that his little sister was sick and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. Almost. 

 

When chance circumstances bring us together, will dancing bring us something more than either of us expected? 

 

After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.

*Each story is completely standalone.


Excerpt

 

Copyright @ 2019 C. Lesbirel
 
 
Letting go with one of his hands, he slides his fingertips up my back and to the nape of my neck. Some of my hair tangles between his fingers and he squeezes gently, pulling me up toward him again to meet another waiting kiss.
 
He spins me back around and commands me to take hold of the wheel and not let go. I do as I’m told and cling to it, not even caring about the direction or thinking about anything other than how good his hands feel, now that they are both free to roam over my body. He traces them over my hips and spans my waist before tracing up to the curve of my breasts and cupping them each, over the top of my cardigan.
 
“I like this, pink suits you,” he whispers softly into my ear.
 
“I guessed it was pink from the feel of it. It’s light and soft, like cotton candy.”
 
“It’s cute. Sometimes you look cute. I thought that when I picked you up. Now you don’t look cute, though.”
 
“I don’t? Then how do I look now?”
 
“Breath taking.” He says the word so easily that it sounds natural and believable. Even if I don’t believe it myself, he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the entire city.
 
My long waves blow free in the evening breeze and it’s eerily quiet with the noise of the city in the distant background. “Your curves are the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he murmurs as his hands come to rest on my waist, pinching gently as though trying to control himself. I’m not sure I want him to.



 
Author Info: 


 
Clare Lesbirel is a lover of all things pink and fluffy with a huge obsession for Happy Ever After's. This includes most romance novels, country songs and Hallmark Movies. She lives in England where she spends most of her time reading or dreaming up new love stories. She first published with her best friend under the pen name, Autumn Ruby in 2018 and won a handful of indie author awards. It is the love and support of the friends she has made along the way that has led her to follow her dreams of publishing sweet, sexy stories that celebrate the relationships of the perfectly imperfect.
 
Clare loves to befriend those who are equally as obsessed with hot alpha’s as she is, so be sure to catch up with her via her Facebook page or Instagram.
 
 
 
Welcome to 425 Madison Ave the perfect place to fall in love. Nine delicious romances set in fast-paced & sexy NYC just waiting for you to read.
 
The series features stories from some of your favorite romance authors: Leigh Lennon, MK Moore, Allie York, Aubree Valentine, Kay Gordon, Lauren Helms, Sylvia Kane, Katy Ames, and C. Lesbirel.
 
Join these authors as they come together, each with a standalone romance for you to enjoy.
 
Featuring some of readers' favorite tropes: second-chance romance, best friends sibling romance to a good ol' enemies to lovers romance. We've got you covered with a sports romance, a fake relationship and even an ugly duckling or two. Don't forget a brother's best friend and falling for your soul mate. Maybe a little love triangle as well. Each tale offers you something new, something different. After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.
 
For more information, visit the series website ➝ www.425madisonseries.com
 
Follow the series on Facebook ➝ https://www.facebook.com/425MadisonSeries
 
Did you miss the first eight books in the series? You can read them here: 
 

This release event is brought to you by Forever Write PR - Forever your source for all your writing needs. https://www.facebook.com/ForeverWritePR
 
 
 
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Release Tour - Accidentally In Love
RELEASE TOUR for Accidentally In Love by Katy Ames
 
 
Arya Winters’ dream job can make you blush, but her life isn’t nearly as exciting as being the voice of your favorite romance audiobooks. For Gavin McCord, it’s all about getting the job done as quick as possible, but suddenly he can’t stop fantasizing about a woman I’ll never meet. The eighth book in the addicting 425 Madison Avenue, is now live. Read Accidentally in Love by Katy Ames today!

 

Only on Amazon + Read for FREE on Kindle Unlimited 
 
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About Accidentally in Love:



Arya 

 

I know I can make you blush. 
 
It’s a weird claim to fame, but a perk of my dream job: being the voice of your favorite romance audio books. Laughter, hijinks, adventure. Passion. Sweet heaven, the passion. It’s everything I could ever want. Except… 
The problem with this fabulous life? 
 
It’s all just fantasy. 

 

Picking between Chinese and Thai delivery doesn’t count as adventure. 
The bestie who always makes me laugh is thousands of miles away. 
As for the hunky hero? It’s not like he’s just going to come crashing into my apartment. 

 

Until the night a bearded stranger does exactly that… 

 

 
Gavin 
 
Do the job. Get the bad guy. Go home. 
 
Most importantly, don’t get involved. 
 
Those are the rules. The agency’s and mine. And they work. Even better, they give me the perfect excuse to keep my distance. 
The perfect escape from getting burned again. Except… 

 

Why can’t I stop watching her? 
I shouldn’t care more about what she’s doing than my target. 
I shouldn’t let her distract me from the job. 
And I sure as hell shouldn’t fantasize about a woman I’ll never meet. 

 

That is, until the night I surprise us both by kicking down her apartment door. Rules or no rules, it's true that... 

 

After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.

*Each story is completely standalone.


Excerpt
Copyright @ 2019 Katy Ames

 

“Number one rule of tailing someone: don’t breathe so loud they can hear you five flights away.”
 
“Hey!” I say, thwacking his chest. “Don’t be a jerk. Besides, I don’t think you’re in the position to give spy tips right now.”
 
One bold eyebrow lifts in question.
 
Pushing out of his grasp, I whip the hat off my head, breathing in relief as cool air hits my skull. “Isn’t the number one rule of spying not to pick up a tail in the first place?”
 
The first eyebrow drops, followed by the other. Green eyes turn sharp, primitive, before brightening. A roar of laughter erupts from his chest. We stand there for who knows how long, me huffing and puffing, and Gavin laughing like I’ve just delivered the funniest one-liner he’s ever heard. When he stops, his chest is heaving as hard as mine. One last chuckle escapes when he clocks my annoyed expression.
 
“Oh, come on. You should be proud. It’s been forever since I laughed that hard. That alone should make up for giving yourself away. Besides, it was a good effort. For a first timer.”
 
“Ugh,” is the only answer that seems fitting. “When did you realize I was there?”
 
“Hmm,” he says, stroking his beard, his lips still twisted in a smirk. “Down in the alley. When you scraped that thing against the wall.” He points at the metal tip on the large umbrella.
 
“You heard that?”
 
“Hmm,” he repeats, head bobbing. “That and a lot more.” Gavin sweeps his eyes down my body, lingering on my boots before pivoting and heading down the hall.
 
“Wait, what else?” Keeping up is impossible, what with my thigh muscles screaming and pain scorching my foot. He slows his pace without glancing back, his strides shortening until I catch up.
Another step and another wince, and Gavin mutters something under his breath before lifting me off my feet. My own smirk turns to a shriek when he throws me over his shoulder and swats my butt before continuing down the hall.
 
“That was completely unnecessary.” My complaint lacks edge, which I blame on the view of his very fine ass.
 
“Quite the opposite, Ms. Winters. Consider it punishment for ignoring my warnings about staying away.”


 

 

About Katy Ames:


 
Katy Ames has spent most of her life on the East Coast and hopes to spend more of it in the UK, primarily so she can indulge in her serious plaid obsession. There isn’t a teenage drama or a period British TV show she hasn’t binge-watched at least twice. And she can be persuaded to do almost anything with the promise of bourbon, chocolate, or a nap (not necessarily in that order).

 

Katy is mom to a small human who has an obscene amount of energy and a blissful ability to ignore swear words, and wife to a man whose reading habits are far too serious. Katy and her family reside in Washington, D.C., a city she where never intended to live and loves so much she’d be happy to talk about it for hours. Just ask.
 



About the 425 Madison Series:

 

 

Welcome to 425 Madison Ave the perfect place to fall in love. Nine delicious romances set in fast-paced & sexy NYC just waiting for you to read.

 

The series features stories from some of your favorite romance authors: Leigh Lennon, MK Moore, Allie York, Aubree Valentine, Kay Gordon, Lauren Helms, Sylvia Kane, Katy Ames, and C. Lesbirel.

 

Join these authors as they come together, each with a standalone romance for you to enjoy.

 

Featuring some of readers' favorite tropes: second-chance romance, best friends sibling romance to a good ol' enemies to lovers romance. We've got you covered with a sports romance, a fake relationship and even an ugly duckling or two. Don't forget a brother's best friend and falling for your soul mate. Maybe a little love triangle as well. Each tale offers you something new, something different. After all, 425 Madison Avenue is the perfect place to fall in love.

 

For more information, visit the series website ➝ www.425madisonseries.com

 

Follow the series on Facebook ➝ https://www.facebook.com/425MadisonSeries

 

Did you miss the first eight books in the series? You can read them here: 

 

 

The final book in the series is coming soon! Add it to your Goodreads shelf today! 

 

Sightseeing in Manhattan by C. Lesbirel
A Soul MateRomance
Release: 7/18/19
 
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This release event is brought to you by Forever Write PR - Forever your source for all your writing needs. https://www.facebook.com/ForeverWritePR/

 

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