Tuesday, December 6, 2016

New Cover Reveal: Sunshine at Christmas by Krissy V.

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Follow the Sunshine Girls as they go gallivanting on the Austrian mountains.As always, with these ladies, the fun starts at the airport ...
We follow them as they learn to ski and manoeuvre the slopes ...
Along with the local heartthrobs they have for ski instructors ...
Will they take the meaning of ‘On the piste’ literally?
Who will lose their heart in Austria?
What trouble will our girls get
themselves into this time?
Stay tuned!
Step aboard the Sunshine tour!
Take a seat and lose yourself in Sunshine’s world!
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Friday, December 2, 2016

Promo tour & excerpt from Christmas at the Contraband Cafe by Liberty Bell & Scarlett Brodie

Title: Christmas at the Contraband Cafe

Author: Liberty Bell & Scarlett Brodie

Source: Enchanted Book Promotions

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Chloe Charlesworth has had the week from hell. Not only did she have her dream job as a fashion journalist, snatched away from her, then her aunt breaks her leg. So, Chloe leaves London on a mercy dash to Rum Cove in North Yorkshire to help run her aunt's businesses, the Contraband Café and trekking centre. Chloe imagines she will be simply popping in to check that her aunt has the right help, but when she accidentally poisons her aunt's horses and argues with the local vet, she feels obligated to help out with the numerous Rum Cove's Christmas events, which all centre around the Contraband Café. But, Chloe is desperate to get back to London, move in with her boyfriend, Marcus, and find another journalist's job, the only trouble being that he doesn't seem too keen on the idea. 

Rum Cove, an old fishing village, is undeniably beautiful and the locals very friendly, except for the local vet Luke, who is appallingly rude and arrogant. Thankfully Marcus decides to visit and Chloe soon realises that she has some serious decisions to make. A sparkling, Christmas romance.

                                                                 Author Bio

Liberty Bell is a social worker and teacher. She lives in Lincolnshire with her partner,  children and assorted pets. Liberty love reading, writing and walking in beautiful countryside. She also likes baking, eating, more eating, especially chocolate and more than the occasional glass of wine or sloe gin. Liberty has written two other romantic novels; Scotch on the Loch and A Scottish Retreat. Both are available on Amazon.

Scarlett Brodie is a psychologist and lives with her partner and children in rural Derbyshire. She enjoys reading, painting and has an interest in children’s education. She has previously written several children’s books and met Liberty on a writing course where they decided to team up together to write Christmas at The Contraband Café. Scarlett has also written the evocative Friends Reunited, which is also available on Amazon.

All our books  are available on www.mycupofteapress.co.uk  and Amazon.
Our twitter links are @libertybelli  and @suzicress123 for Scarlett Brodie


Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Tangled in Texas excerpt and GIVEAWAY by Kari Lynn Dell & Sourcebooks

Title: Tangled in Texas
Series: Texas Rodeo, #2
Author: Kari Lynn Dell
Pub Date: February 7, 2017
ISBN: 9781492631972

It took 32 seconds to end his career.
But it only took 1 to change his life.

Thirty-two seconds. That’s how long it took for Delon Sanchez’s life to end. One minute he was the best bronc rider in the Panhandle and the next he was nothing. Knee shattered, future in question, all he can do is pull together the pieces…and wonder what cruel trick of fate has thrown him into the path of his ex, the oh-so-perfect Tori Patterson.

Tori’s come home after her husband’s death, intent on escaping the public eye. It’s just her luck that Delon limps into her physical therapy office, desperate for help. All hard-packed muscle and dark-eyed temptation, he’s never been anything but a bad idea. And yet, seeing him again, Tori can’t remember what made her choose foolish pride over love…or why, with this second, final chance to right old wrongs, the smartest choice would be to run from this gorgeous rodeo boy as fast as her boots can take her.

Author Info

Kari Lynn Dell is a ranch-raised Montana cowgirl who attended her first rodeo at two weeks old and has existed in a state of horse-induced poverty ever since. She lives on the Blackfeet Reservation in her parents' bunkhouse along with her husband, her son, and Max the Cowdog, with a tipi on her lawn, Glacier National Park on her doorstep and Canada within spitting distance. Her debut novel, The Long Ride Home, was published in 2015. She also writes a ranch and rodeo humor column for several regional newspapers and a national agricultural publication.

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She played his leg like a puppet’s—bending, straightening, rotating out at the hip, bending again, testing angle after angle until she found one she liked. He tried to stay loose, but her hand kept sliding up and down the inside of his thigh, every stroke heating his blood until limp was no longer a part of his vocabulary. The air got sideways in his lungs as she moved her hand even higher. Think cold. Ice cubes. North Dakota in January. He sucked in a breath through clenched teeth as her hand moved again. A couple more inches and she’d find out for herself just how not limp he was.
She gave his leg a shake. “Relax!”
She paused, looked up at his face, then followed his gaze to where her little finger was a hair shy of rubbing up against his balls.
“Oh.” She didn’t snatch her hand away, just moved it down to midthigh. “Sorry. But look.”
He looked—straight down the front of her shirt, which had gaped open as she leaned over him. Her bra was plain beige, not a scrap of lace, but who the hell cared because…boobs. Right there.
She jiggled his foot. “Do you see?”
Oh yeah. He saw. If he leaned forward a little more he could… He reeled in his tongue and looked down at his foot. Whoa. While he’d been distracted, she’d maneuvered his leg so the heel of his boot touched the front of his rigging.
“Try it on your own,” she ordered and sadly, straightened, ruining his view, but improving his concentration by three hundred percent.
He went through the spurring motion while she kept pressure on his thigh so he had to stay in the groove she’d found. He strained, grunted, and finally forced his heel to touch the rigging. Great…assuming the horse would give him a minute or two between jumps.
“Good. Humor me?”
He gave her a cautious look. “Maybe.”
“Switch hands,” she said.
His feet thumped to the floor. “I can’t.”
“You’ve tried?”
“Yeah.” He glanced around to be sure Gil hadn’t snuck in. “When I was first learning, I insisted on riding right-handed just like my brother. I sucked. Bad. Until one day Violet’s dad gave me a left-handed glove and rigging and made me use it. Everything just clicked.”
Tori contemplated him for a long, thoughtful moment. Then she said, “So we’d have to change over completely.”
“Change what?”
“You.” She circled a hand in the air to indicate his entire body. “We’d have to make you left-handed.”
His stare turned incredulous. “You can’t just decide to change.”
“No? How do you figure amputees manage after losing their dominant hand?”
She raised her eyebrows as if to say point made. “Give it a try.”
“Right now?”
“Yes. Hold on with your right hand and try the same motion we just practiced.”
He scowled at her, then down at the rigging, then pried his glove out and grabbed the handle with his bare right hand. It was awkward, with the handhold angled for a left-handed grip, but he could hang on well enough for this slow motion crap. He planted his heel in the shoulder, then dragged it up to the rigging. It still didn’t touch.
“And now…” Tori kept her left hand on his thigh and gripped his right shoulder, tipping him back a few inches. “Again.”
He tried again. Still not quite there. She leaned in, tipping him back a little more. “Again.”
This time the heel of his boot tapped the front edge of the rigging. The whole thing felt weird and off balance and maybe—just maybe—possible.
“Yes!” Tori’s fingers dug in, holding him in that exact position. “This is it.”
Her eyes shone with triumph as she smiled at him. Then, slowly, the smile faded as she became aware of her position, their bodies all but pressed together, their faces so close he could feel the air move when she sucked in a breath. His gaze settled on her mouth. So, so close…
“Whatcha doin’, Daddy?”
Tori flinched, but didn’t jump back. Instead, she straightened, hands still on Delon’s thigh and shoulder. Something flickered behind her eyes, a rapid calculation, before she looked up at Beni and smiled. “We’re working on his new moves.”
“He’s gonna use his other hand?” Beni asked, peering through the railing at the top of the stairs.
“If that what it takes.” Tori’s gaze met Delon’s in a direct challenge. “Right?”
Damn her. Her mother wasn’t the only bulldozer in the family. Tori had just shamelessly used his own kid against him. After all those talks about how a winner never quits, he couldn’t look Beni in the eye and say, nope, he wasn’t even gonna try.
“Right,” he muttered.
“Can I help?” Beni asked.
Tori’s smile widened. “Sure. You can be his coach. And if you’re quiet and listen real close during his appointment on Monday, afterward I’ll show you how to get through the Reef of Doom.”
Beni frowned, doing some calculations of his own. “You said you were gonna show me tonight.”
“Actually, I didn’t,” Tori said. “I have to get home and do my chores.”
“Beni,” Delon warned.
“But I ate my dinner!”
“Beni,” Delon said again, sharper. “If I come up there, am I gonna find your broccoli in the couch cushions again?”
“Or under the bathroom sink?”
“No.” But Beni’s gaze flicked guiltily toward the apartment door and he sidled that direction. “Fine. I’ll wait until Monday.”
“What do you say, Beni?” Delon called after him.
Beni paused to bless Tori with a smile so much like Gil’s it made the hair on the back of Delon’s neck stand up. “Thank you, Miz Tori.”
“You’re welcome, Beni.”
As the door thumped shut behind him, Delon swung his leg over the spur board and stood, only inches from Tori. She might have taken round one, but they weren’t done yet. Not even close. He reached up, cupped her face, and planted a long, slow kiss on her mouth, taking the time to trace her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue. She didn’t move—not into him, not away—but when he lifted his head, her eyes were the hot, hazy blue of a late summer sky.
“I thought we agreed to wait a couple of weeks,” she said, her voice breathy.
Delon cocked an eyebrow. “I’m sorry. Do you feel rushed? Like I’m pushing you, and you’re not sure if that’s the direction you want to go?”
“Good. Then we’re even.” He dropped his hands and stepped back.
She blinked, then shook her head with a wry laugh. “Monday.”
“Monday,” he agreed.
He watched until the door closed behind her. Then he packed away his gear and went upstairs to hunt the elusive broccoli before it rotted and stunk up the whole apartment.

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Thursday, November 24, 2016

TBT: The Tattooed Duke by Maya Rodale

              I just love the idea of TBT, but haven't really used it in any capacity since all the old pictures of me are...well..horrible.  So I thought I would do it with book reviews.

            The Tattooed Duke is in a series I just love by an author I always am on the lookout for in a genre I was born to be in.  And if I remember correctly the sexual tension in this book just makes my heart melt!

             And before I forget, please make a small donation to my charity on the left hand side of this blog.  It's my own small way of giving back to these animals who have done everything they can to get in our hearts and yet most people in this world just abandon them every day.  The organization is based in Los Angles and most of the animals are pitbulls who have gotten a very bad rap.

Thank you so much!!  Hope you enjoy the holidays!

                    Title: The Tattooed Duke
                    Author: Maya Rodale
                     Publisher: Avon
                     Release Date: February 28, 2012
                      Source: Net galley (ebook)
                      Series: The Writing Girls #3
                      Rating: 5

Breaking news, scandal fans:

You thought you knew the dangerous Duke of Wycliff, London's globe-trotting adventure addict. Here's what you don't know: he's penniless. Sebastian Digby's dukely lifestyle is over forever unless he finds a rich bride. But thanks to The London Weekly, everyone knows better than to tangle with this lothario. Besides (as one writer can testify), it seems that Sebastian has been unable to keep his hands off his own lowly housemaid...

And that's a problem. A big one.

Because that housemaid just happens to be me. Eliza Fielding. The same undercover Writing Girl who's been exposing the Duke's most intimate secrets to the world. And now I've gone and complicated everything by falling in love with him. Passion and deception have never been so delicious, but now the truth could destroy everything. This is more than a conflict of interest. It's a seduction where love itself hangs in the balance


              The third book in Maya Rodale’s The Writing Girl Series features Eliza Fielding who has had what some might call a writer’s funk or just plain writer’s block.  She needs to step up her game, er, column if she is still to be one of the girls for The London Weekly.  But where is she to find such a juicy story?  One that will guarantee her a permanent spot within the most established newspaper in London? 
             Sebastian Digby, the Duke of Wycliff has just returned to England to claim his inheritance after spending a wildly good time in unknown countries and continents.   But now, he has returned to do his duty as only son and heir.  But it seems no one wants to work for a notorious pirate with piercings and tattoos, a pirate who has unsightly long hair and an atrocious demeanor.  That is no one except one particular fetching enchantress who seems to have an uncomely interest in all his affairs.
              It seems Eliza has found the perfect story for her stable employment.  Why, all she has to do is to find a way to gain employment as a maid in the Duke’s house and report on his daily dealings.  Getting employment was the easy part since not one female wanted to become a maid in the wicked Wycliff house, not when it was said that the past lord’s had a penchant for their maids.  The hard part would be to keep her mind on getting the story and not fall for the resident lord who seemed so much different than what his appearance was letting on.
          The Tattooed Duke was a delightful read; one that I feel sure will be a keeper on anyone’s shelf. Eliza and Sebastian are wickedly endearing and it was a delight to partake in their engaging battle of wills when Sebastian learns of Eliza’s treachery.  Rodale has written yet another captivating story in this series of hijicks and laughter.  I cannot wait for Annabelle’s love story.