SPOTLIGHT: Silent Nights, Steamy Nights, A Limited Time Boxed Set Featuring The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod! #KindleUnlimited

Heat up even the coldest winter night with this limited time Holiday Box Set of The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod, Volumes 1-4!

Anabel Axelrod is no Cinderella waiting for her Prince Charming to come…

What do you get when a brainy, blonde bookseller who is a magnet for trouble meets a not too tall, deliciously dark, and definitely not handsome new man in town man operating under his own secret agenda? The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod ongoing series! From the first sparks of explosive attraction to the dreaded exclusive relationship, happily-ever-after has never been so elusively fun or so dangerously seductive! Purchase your limited time Holiday Box Set today and prepare to fall in love, too!

Holiday Box Set includes the full-length novels:
A Date with Fate
Courted by Karma
In Love by Design
Adieu to Destiny

Other books available in The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod Series:
Family & Fortune
Coupled with Chance
The Kiss of Kismet
A Wedding Written in the Stars
Honeymoon & Happenstance (Releasing January 25, 2018)

*Written for an adult audience. My aim is to provide an entertaining, steamy-hot romance reading experience, so please do not read if strong language, mild violence, and sexual situations that include fantasy role playing might offend you.

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Silent Nights, Steamy Nights – The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod Holiday Boxed Set
by Tracy Ellen

Series
The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod Volumes 1-4

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance
Romantic Comedy

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
November 9, 2017

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About Tracy Ellen

If you love your romance served with heaping helpings of love, lust, and laughter before the delicious happily-ever-after, Tracy Ellen is the writer for you!

Tracy was born in Indiana to middle-class parents, the third out of five hellions. She’s lived in the Midwest her whole life–in a small town, on a farm, and in the big city. Currently, she resides in the suburbs of St Paul, Minnesota with her incredibly tolerant, awesome husband and wonderful family.

Always an avid reader of all genres, her writing career began in 2012 with the debut of A Date with Fate, a blend of contemporary-romance, romantic suspense, and romantic comedy in a small-town setting. She’s also written a science fiction/horror/apocalyptic series and is currently working on a paranormal romance series. Tracy’s loves being a full-time writer and self-punished er…published author.

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$0.99 EBOOK ALERT: Relinquished by Kimi Flores – Also Available on Kindle Unlimited!

✰✰✰ Adult, stand-alone, romantic suspense novel, previously published under the pen name, K.A. Hunter. ✰✰✰

JUST $0.99 FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY

Jules Donovan has been in and out of unsavory foster homes and repulsive motels her entire life. She’s known nothing but loss, abandonment, crime, and pain. Now that she’s aged out of the system, she can’t remember ever having dreams for her future because she’s constantly fighting for daily survival.

When she meets the Riley brothers, there’s something about them that draws her in. She’s never let her guard down, but Dante and Holden make her feel valuable, like she actually matters. And for the first time in her life, she senses something she’s never experienced before—protection.

But can these mysterious brothers keep her safe from the dark forces that lie in wait, ready for their final revenge? And how in the hell does older brother Dante know so much about her anyway?

Things have been set in motion since she was ripped from her mother’s womb and, as each jagged piece of her life unfolds, she will begin to wonder, who’s really in charge of her fate?

**TRIGGER WARNING…this novel contains non-explicit scenes of abuse. There is strong language throughout. Relinquished intended for mature readers**

About the Book

Relinquished
by Kimi Flores (Previously Published as K.A. Hunter)

Series
n/a; standalone

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance
Suspense

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
July 23, 2015

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About Kimi Flores

Kimi Flores writes heartfelt contemporary romance novels, as well as gritty romantic suspense (previously published under the pen name KA Hunter). Since her stories are so diverse, each book’s genre is stated on the product page.

She is currently working on her first new adult romance novel, Making Ripples (an Intertwined Hearts spin off) and plans to publish that story as well as another romantic suspense titled Confliction in 2018.

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NEW RELEASE EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY: Beautiful Lawman (Devil’s Rock Series) by Sophie Jordan

From the wrong side of the tracks and with most of her family in jail or dead, Piper Walsh is used to everyone in town thinking the worst about her. It doesn’t seem to matter that she’s worked hard to build a good life for herself. So she isn’t surprised that when she comes into contact with Sweet Hill’s wildly irresistible, arrogant sheriff, Hale Walters, they’re instant adversaries. Piper has nothing in common with the town golden-boy-turned-lawman—and she refuses to be a notch on his bedpost.

Despite rumors, Hale avoids fooling around with the women of Sweet Hill, many of whom are hoping to get him to the altar. But staying out of Piper’s path is proving near impossible. The infuriating troublemaker clearly has no respect for his badge. As she continues to push his buttons, it becomes clear to Hale that he must either arrest Piper—or claim her as his own.

 

About the Book

Beautiful Lawman
by Sophie Jordan

Series
Devil’s Rock Series

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance

Publisher
Avon Books

Publication Date
December 26, 2017

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Excerpt

“Found her,” the desk clerk trilled as though Malia had been lost somewhere in the back—clearly oblivious to the tense undercurrent between them.

Piper grasped Malia by the elbow and tugged her close beside her. She pasted a smile on her face for the benefit of the older woman. “Thank you so much. Is there somewhere I have to sign her out? Or do you need to check my identification or—”

“Ah, yes.” She clapped her hands lightly and scurried behind the broad desk again. “It’s right here. The other parents already signed out their children . . .” She looked up and eyed Piper. “You hardly look old enough to be her parent.”

“No, I’m her sister, but her legal guardian.”

“Ahh. That explains it. You two are mirror images of each other. Cute as two kittens.”

Malia giggled as the woman resumed searching through the clutter of her desk.

Piper reached deep for patience even though a part of her marveled at how this woman fared in emergencies where speed was required. She did work in a sheriff’s department, after all. They had to have the occasional need for urgency.

Footsteps sounded, thudding deeply across the floor. Her nape prickled in awareness. She looked up just as a tall figure emerged from the hall, a big dark shape etched against the pale beige backdrop of the building’s interior.

Her throat closed up at the sight of the deep blue uniform with its shiny brass bits. At first it was all she noticed. The only thing. It was familiar enough. As was her physical reaction to the sight of it. She supposed it was an unhealthy reaction. And abnormal. The sight of a policeman’s uniform should provide comfort. But for her it never signified anything good to come.

Her gaze crawled over the uniform—and There was a considerable amount of it. Not just in breadth, but in height, too. The body that filled out the uniform was muscled and tightly built. Not an inch of fat anywhere on his bulk.

She dragged a breath in and forced her attention to his face as dread pooled in her stomach.

She knew what she would see. Who she would see. He was tank of a man. There weren’t many men built like him sporting a police uniform.

He would have to be on duty the one time she came here. She had feared coming face-to-face with him the moment she parked outside. Her brother’s friend, North, had warned her that he was a powerful man, the implication being that she should give him due respect. Only she hadn’t done that. Hopefully she wouldn’t pay for it now.

She squared her shoulders, bracing herself for the moment he looked up and saw her. Maybe he wouldn’t recognize her. He’d seen her just once, after all. In a darkened club, no less.

She stifled a snort. Wishful thinking. She doubted he had forgotten the first time they met. If that encounter in Joe’s could even be called a meeting. The pitcher of ice water in his lap would have made a lasting impression.

Braced or not, when he looked up she was caught off guard.

Nothing could have steeled herself for the weight of those gray eyes. Somehow she had missed their magnitude in the dimness of Joe’s, but she felt the intensity of them now. In one sweeping glance, he took in their trio before advancing in a long-legged stride.

“Ms. Walsh.” He remembered her, all right.

“Isn’t it?”

Damn his voice was deep. Full of gravel. It sounded like sex.

The completely inappropriate thought hit her out of nowhere. For starters, she could hardly count herself as an expert on sex. And secondly . . .

this was Hale Walters. A rude, arrogant cop quick to judge. He was everything she despised.

She’d heard him speak in Joe’s but the music had been loud and she’d found him so offensive with his remarks that she hadn’t absorbed the gritty drawl like she did now in the stark quiet of the sheriff’s department.

“Sheriff,” she greeted, the word escaping as a treacherous tremor.

As he drew closer she was only more painfully aware of his size. He’d been sitting that time in Joe’s. She had no idea he was this big. This tall. He had to be pushing six-five.

She tugged her cardigan closer around her, feeling suddenly fragile in comparison.

His gaze drifted to Malia. “Your sister, I presume?”

She nodded.

“Appears she got into a bit of trouble tonight.”

Her jaw clenched. The desk clerk had said as much, but she resisted nodding assent to him. Everything about him rubbed her the wrong way.

“Found it!” The older woman brandished a

clipboard and abandoned her desk to offer it to

Piper. “Just sign here.”

The sheriff plucked it from her hands just as Piper was about to take it. “Thank you, Doris.”

Doris beamed and turned for her desk again.

Piper stared at the sheriff expectantly, waiting for him to hand over the clipboard so she could be on her way.

Instead, he held it in his hands and looked in no hurry to pass it to her.

He and Piper stared at one another for an awkward stretch of silence. As the seconds ticked, her resentment grew. He couldn’t just be linebacker big. No. He had to be hot as sin, too.

Malia looked back and forth between the two of them mildly, taking a slurping sip from her can of orange soda.

Piper lifted her chin a notch. “Are you gonna let me sign that? Or just keep me standing here? It’s late.”

Malia’s eyes widened. Piper knew she was setting a bad example. She’d told her sister time and time again to always be respectful to authority figures. Even when it was hard. And here she was throwing sass at the county sheriff. She couldn’t stop herself though.

The corner of his mouth kicked up. It was almost a smile. Only his eyes didn’t smile. They stared coldly. “You know I thought my memory of you might have been wrong, Ms. Walsh.”

She fought the urge to demand he explain himself, but that made it look like she cared what he thought of her . . . or that he thought of her at all.

“It wasn’t though,” he finished.

And she was quite certain that was an insult.

“You two know each other?” Malia asked.

“No,” she snapped. “We don’t know each other at all.” She lifted her chin, making sure he understood that she didn’t want to know him.

This time both corners of his mouth lifted in a full-blown smile. It was devastating. Unfairly, it made him even more attractive. She bet the women in this town threw themselves at him.

And that only annoyed her more.

 

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To celebrate the release of BEAUTIFUL LAWMAN, we’re giving away one paperback set of the DEVIL’S ROCK by Sophie Jordan.

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to US shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback set of the Devil’s Rock series by Sophie Jordan.  This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Avon Romance.  Giveaway ends 1/5/2018 @ 11:59pm EST. Avon Romance will send the winning copies out to the winner directly. Limit one entry per reader and mailing address.  Duplicates will be deleted.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

About Sophie Jordan

Sophie Jordan grew up in the Texas hill country where she wove fantasies of dragons, warriors, and princesses. A former high school English teacher, she’s the New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling author of more than twenty novels. She now lives in Houston with her family. When she’s not writing, she spends her time overloading on caffeine (lattes preferred), talking plotlines with anyone who will listen (including her kids), and cramming her DVR with anything that has a happily ever after. You can visit her online at www.sophiejordan.net.

 

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NEW RELEASE EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY: The Art of Running in Heels by Rachel Gibson

Running in five-inch stilettos is an art form.

Leaving your fiancé at the altar on live television is a disaster. Lexie Kowalsky thought she was ready to get married in front of millions of people, but at the last minute she fled the set of television’s hottest reality show, Gettin’ Hitched. Wearing a poofy white dress and a pair of 5 inch sparkly shoes, Lexie hopped a float plane for Sand Spit, Canada. She figured no one would find her there. But she was wrong.

Sharing her flight was the Seattle Chinooks biggest star, Sean Knox. Lexie wasn’t just a reality-show runaway, she was his pain in the butt coach’s daughter. She was chaos and temptation and definitely off limits, but getting her luscious body out of that wedding gown, he couldn’t resist getting her in his bed for one amazing night.

Then a photo of Sean and Lexi breaks the internet—and suddenly they’re both swept up in a crazy plan to spin the whole story. But you can’t run from love…

About the Book

The Art of Running in Heels
by Rachel Gibson

Series
Chinooks Romance Series

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance

Publisher
Avon Books

Publication Date
December 26, 2017

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“It’s been ten minutes.” He drained the glass and turned toward Jimmy. “Maybe your passenger isn’t going to show up.”

“It’s been less than five.” The pilot pulled a cell phone from the pocket of his bomber jacket and glanced at it for several seconds. “It’s an emergency.” He turned his attention toward shore as if he waited for some sort of signal.

Emergency or not, Sean hoped like hell the person they were waiting on wasn’t trying to drive from anywhere within a twenty-mile radius of downtown Seattle. If that was the case, the

other passenger was probably stuck in chaotic traffic due to that shitty show, Gettin’ Hitched, and the mob surrounding the Fairmont Hotel, fighting for a glimpse of the latest reality show couple and cheering like the Seahawks had won the Super Bowl again. NBC had even set up jumbotrons downtown so fans could capture the happy couple exchanging their vows on live television with the rest of the country.

Sean had never watched the television program, but he couldn’t escape it. Gettin’ Hitched fever had spread across America faster than a virus in flu season, and it seemed everyone but him had become infected. Even the guys in the Chinooks locker room had talked about each episode like they were getting paid for their own personal recap and review. They’d discussed the scheming and backstabbings and had placed bets on which girl would be sent home each week. Of course, their interest had a lot to do with Lexie Kowalsky. Some of the guys knew Lexie, and her ability to back-check and deke the other bachelorettes off the show made them proud. It was probably no coincidence that the daughter of John Kowalsky had the grit and determination to cut each girl off at the knees and had won the privilege of gettin’ hitched on live television.

Sean had never met Lexie. She’d been three weeks into a twelve-episode season when he’d signed with the Chinooks. He’d seen her, though, on commercials and magazine covers and on mobile billboards driving around Seattle, every pixel photo-shopped, bright white teeth, brighter blue eyes, perfection from the top of her blond head to the tips of her pink toenails. She looked bigger than life, sitting on a tractor and towing a man all trussed up in bailing twine. The guy had a stupid smile on his face that made him look like a real pussy. No way on earth Sean would ever agree to something like that. He didn’t care if he was being judgmental. Those two had signed up to be judged. His verdict: The bride was probably dumb as the billboards, the groom was likely a pussy, and both were as fake as their shitty show.

Sean felt the vodka kick up his comfy glow a few more notches. Lexie Kowalsky probably wasn’t as pretty in real life as in pictures, and those boobs that practically fell out of her shirt in every photo were likely bought and paid for with her daddy’s money. If Coach Kowalsky wasn’t such an asshole, Sean might actually feel sorry for the guy.

It had been no secret that Kowalsky hadn’t wanted to trade Kessel and Stamkos for Sean, and the thought of John “The Wall” dressed up in a tuxedo and forced to perform in the Gettin’ Hitched chaos brought a smile to Sean’s lips.

Sean turned his attention from the parking lot to Jimmy. “What kind of dire emergency can there possibly be that someone would have to get to Sandspit in a hurry?” He took off his sunglasses and shoved them in the pocket of his jacket. “A local jam or jelly heist?”

“What?” Jimmy glanced at Sean, then returned his attention to the shore. “Not dire, but I. . . .” Jimmy’s voice faded to a whisper, “Holy shit. We’re a go.”

Sean’s gaze followed Jimmy’s as a silver MINI Cooper screeched to a stop in the parking lot. The door flew open and a white pouf erupted from the car like an old-school pan of Jiffy Pop. The pouf struggled for several seconds, expanding and growing, then it practically fell from the car, getting poufier. The whole scene was so unreal, Sean half expected clowns to start jumping out, one after another, honking party horns, and acting like fools. Yeah, Sean was a little drunk. Maybe more than a little, but he wasn’t stupid drunk. He wasn’t on his lips, hallucinating drunk. Just to make sure, he said, “Tell me you’re seeing what I’m seeing.”

“Yep.” The driver stuck a hand out the window

and waved as if signaling something. Jimmy waved back, and the MINI Cooper sped away, leaving behind all that pouf. The setting sun reflected within the pouf like twinkly lights, and the cold breeze caught the ends of a veil and whipped it about a woman’s head. At least Sean assumed it was a woman as he watched her swat at the veil like she was being attacked by bees. In all that over-the-top froth and twinkles, it could be a drag queen, he supposed. All at once, it spun right then left, bent forward, grabbed an armful of dress, and sprinted toward them.

“Get in. We’re taking off.”

 

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One lucky winner will receive a complete paperback set of all seven Chinooks Romance books!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to US shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback set of the entire Chinooks Romance series by Rachel Gibson.  This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Avon Romance.  Giveaway ends 1/5/2018 @ 11:59pm EST. Avon Romance will send the winning copies out to the winner directly. Limit one entry per reader and mailing address.  Duplicates will be deleted.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

 

About Rachel Gibson

Rachel Gibson began her fiction career at age sixteen, when she ran her car into the side of a hill, retrieved the bumper, and drove to a parking lot, where she strategically scattered the car’s broken glass all about. She told her parents she’d been the victim of a hit-and-run and they believed her. She’s been making up stories ever since, although she gets paid better for them nowadays.

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RELEASE DAY SPOTLIGHT: Endure (Rusted And Reckless #3) by Charlotte Casey

Torn between her desire for one and her devotion for another. Determined to find his brother without losing his heart to her.

Rusted and Reckless has been struggling since their lead singer walked out. Hellbent on keeping his band together, lead guitarist, Sawyer Nolan will do anything to find his brother and bring him back where he belongs. After all, he’s got to keep his band rocking—even if it means denying his increasing feelings for their sexy assistant. Keeping things casual and on the down low has always worked for them.

Assistant manager Darcy Holmes loves her secret romps with Sawyer Nolan, but the closer they get, the more she’s hiding. Determined to save the band and Sawyer’s heart, Darcy refuses to reveal the truth behind his brother’s disappearance. But when the stakes get too high, will keeping the truth be even too reckless for her?

 

 

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Endure
by Charlotte Casey

Series
Rusted And Reckless #3

Genre
Adult
Contemporary Romance

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
December 26, 2017

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charlotte-casey-logoCharlotte Casey’s roots in country go back to singing Achy Breaky Heart in her car seat at the top of her lungs. She finds nothing sweeter and nothing more desirable than a southern man with drawl. With a romantic at heart, Charlotte couldn’t imagine reading or writing anything that doesn’t revolve around romance. Her stories may be fiction but her characters will leap from the pages and pull you into their world.

 

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