September 2, 2015

VIRTUAL SIGNING EVENT: Forever With You (Wait For You #5)

In case you haven't heard, Jennifer L. Armentrout's next book in her new adult Wait For You series, FOREVER WITH YOU, is coming out September 29. I know - this series is SO awesome - I can't wait either!

I always buy Jennifer's books as they come out in hard copy form. I live pretty close to her, so I usually have regular opportunities to get them signed. But, not everyone is as lucky as me. Except, now you can be! You might not be able to meet with Jennifer and talk to her over a table while she signs your book, but Good Choice Reading is hosting a virtual signing of FOREVER WITH YOU, so that you can still add a signed hard copy of it to your bookshelf.

To get all the important deets, check out Good Choice Reading's website. That is where you will place your order. And yes - you can get your book personalized. Bonus.

Forever With You (Wait For You #5), by Jennifer L. Armentrout
Publish Date: September 29, 2015
Publisher: Avon
Genre: new adult contemporary romance

(Synposis) In the irresistibly sexy series from #1 New York Times bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout, two free spirits find their lives changed by a one-night stand…

Some things you just believe in, even if you've never experienced them. For Stephanie, that list includes love. It's out there. Somewhere. Eventually. Meanwhile she's got her job at the mixed martial arts training center and hot flings with gorgeous, temporary guys like Nick. Then a secret brings them closer, opening Steph's eyes to a future she never knew she wanted—until tragedy rips it away.

Nick's self-assured surface shields a past no one needs to know about. His mind-blowing connection with Steph changes all that. As fast as he's knocking down the walls that have kept him commitment-free, she's building them up again, determined to keep the hurt—and Nick—out. But he can't walk away. Not when she's the only one who's ever made him wish for forever . . .

September 1, 2015

Top Ten Tuesday

Top Ten Tuesday is an original feature/weekly meme created at The Broke and the Bookish. This is one meme I can get on board with - I LOVE lists! I'll show you mine if you show me yours!

Top 10 7 Characters I Just Didn't Click With

1. Lord John from the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon - I know many, many people loved Lord John from the Outlander series, but not me. He is originally Jamie's jailor and would-be boyfriend. Except Jamie doesn't swing that way, and they decide to be friends instead. So many people loved Lord John that Diana Gabaldon wrote his own series for him. I've never read them. I just never was a fan.

2. Gabriel Emerson from the Gabriel's Inferno series by Sylvain Reynard - Lots of people are big fans of this series about a teacher and the student he fell in love with. I was, however, not a big fan of Gabriel Emerson. I thought he was kinda wishy washy. And this was a LONG book, so I had to endure him for a long time.

3. Remington Tate from the Real series by Katy Evans - I know I'm going to catch hell for this one, but I can't help it. He didn't do a lot of talking, and it's hard for me to connect with a character if I can't get inside their heads. And what is with the licking?! Am I the only one who was grossed out by all the weird stuff that Remy did with his bodily fluids??

4. Warner from the Shatter Me series by Tahereh Mafi - I'm still peeved about the end of this series. I was never a Warner fan, no matter how pretty Tahereh Mafi tried to dress him up.

5. Kate Daniels from the Kate Daniels series by Ilona Andrews - Fans of PNR and fantasy dystopians kept telling me to give this series a chance. It gets better. But, honestly, I just couldn't push myself past the first one. I just wasn't all that impressed by the main character.

6. Eric Northman from the Sookie Stackhouse series by Charlaine Harris - What did people see in this guy? He started out as an overbearing bully and ended up an impotent wimp. Sure, Alexander Skarsgard is kinda hot, but I read the books before I saw the show, and I was never on Team Eric.

7. Eleanor Fitt from the Something Strange and Deadly series by Susan Dennard - Misfit, indeed. Eleanor was the main character of this series by Susan Dennard, and most of the time, she made me angry. She treated most of the people around her like crap. I liked all the side characters a lot more than her.

August 31, 2015

COVER REVEAL & EXCERPT: Take Me Home Tonight (Rock Star Romance #3)

I am so excited to show you the cover of Erika Kelly's third book in her Rock Star Romance series, TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT. It is SO. AWESOME. And this series is super cool too. I'm excited to see what is in store for band newbie Calix Bourbon. And, judging by the excerpt below, it's going to be hot. But first... the cover.

Take Me Home Tonight (Rock Star Romance #3), by Erika Kelly
Publish Date: April 2016
Publisher: Berkley Romance
Genre: adult contemporary romance
To Buy: Amazon * Barnes & Noble

(Synposis) Calix Bourbon might seem like a free spirit, but that’s all a front. In reality he’s just trying to keep his fractured family together while working as a session musician. When Blue Fire hires him to replace their keyboardist, Calix is determined to make the most of the opportunity—but he can’t help being distracted by the band’s sexy personal chef.

Mimi’s temporary gig is great, but she has her heart set on auditioning for a televised cooking show. There’s just one problem: she only has a week to acquire the skills necessary to survive the competition. Luckily, the band’s new keyboard player can teach her exactly what she needs, in the kitchen and in the bedroom...

Mimi Romano is a contestant on a TV cooking show, and Calix, the new keyboard player for Blue Fire, is helping her learn how to cook. He’s come with her to give her support and now, after successfully making it through the first competition, they’re headed back to her apartment.

Calix wasn’t sure why he was boarding the elevator in her steel and glass high rise, but he’d come this far. He might as well get her to her apartment.

The moment the doors closed, she leaned against the wall, and a slow bloom of satisfaction spread across her pretty features. “I did it,” she said quietly. “I freaking did it.”

Somehow standing so close to her in this dimly lit box made him forget all his reasons to stay away from her. He wanted her. Plain and simple. There was something irresistible about this girl. He caught her hand in his, brought it to his mouth, and kissed her open palm. “You did. You were fantastic.”

“You helped me.”

“Don’t think they’ll be using offal.”

“Not that.” She touched his arm, like she needed him to understand. “I meant by being there. In the audience. Every time I started to freak out I looked at you, and your bad-ass energy picked me up. Every single time. I needed that.” She held his gaze. “You made me feel like I could do it.”

“You could. You did.”

She didn’t look tired anymore. Her features softened, her lips parted. A crazy energy spun through him, throwing out images—those sultry eyes looking up at him, her mouth wrapped around his cock. He could picture it so vividly, his fingers touching her lips as she sucked him deep, and an explosion of erotic sensation detonated in his chest.

The car landed, and the doors opened. Mimi took one step forward and winced.

He stopped her. “You okay?”

“Just a blister.”

She’d had enough. So had he.

He scooped her off her feet and stepped off the elevator. Lowering his nose into her sweetly scented hair, he breathed her in. Need rocked through him, and he held her more tightly to his chest.

“Calix.” But she didn’t pack any fight in her tone.

He carried her down the hallway. “Which one?”

Instead of answering, she tucked her face into his neck and clasped her arms around him. “Thank you.” Her breath was warm on his skin, and her fingers curled in his hair.

Something hot and alive moved through him. “Gonna run out of carpet in a minute.”

“Is it terrible to say I don’t care? I think I want to stay like this forever. You feel so good, and I’m so tired.”

“Come on, sweet pants.”

“Fine.” Big, dramatic sigh. “622. See that crystal chandelier?” She didn’t even lift her head. “My door’s closest to it.”


She started to pull away from him, but the loss of her touch made him tighten his grip. When he didn’t let go, she lifted her head to look at him.

They’d never been this close. Close enough to see the pale nick of a scar right at her cheek bone, that expressive mouth, and the question in her eyes. Need burned through him, sending electrical impulses down his spine and through his dick. He needed her bare, warm skin against his. Needed the wet heat of her mouth, the slick tangle of her tongue. He needed…oh, fuck him.

His mouth settled over hers, and sparks fired in his blood. Her body turned toward him, fingers gripping the back of his shirt. The hunger took over, and he swept his tongue across her lips, licking inside her mouth.

With a sharp intake of breath, she was kissing him back. And, holy hell, this wasn’t some gentle exploration. This was mouth-fucking.

She clutched the back of his neck, her tongue stroking his, and raw desire streaked though him, setting him on fire.

Keeping his arm firmly around her waist, he set her down. But if she thought he was letting her go—not a chance. He just repositioned her so he could lift her against the wall and spread those legs around his hips. Nothing could stop his body from pressing into her and taking that mouth he’d fantasized about for months.

Her tits, her hands, the way she writhed against him, made him frenzied. “Jesus, Mimi.” And then she was making noises, hot, hungry purrs deep in her throat. He ground his cock against her. Heat blistered through him.

“God.” The back of her head hit the wall, and she fought to pull her legs out of his grip.

It took him a moment to shift gears, but he slowly lowered her to the floor. She looked as shaken as he felt. His knees barely supported him, so he braced both arms against the wall to hold himself up.

He needed a moment to cool down.

Jesus, he’d never had a kiss like that.

Erika KellyAward-winning author Erika Kelly has been spinning romantic tales all her life—she just didn’t know it. Raised on the classics, she didn’t discover romantic fiction until later in life. From that moment on, she’s been devouring the genre and has found her true voice as an author. Over three decades she’s written poems, screenplays, plays, short stories, and all kinds of women’s fiction novels. Married to the love of her life and raising four children, she’s lived in two countries and seven states, but give her pen and paper, a stack of good books, and a steaming mug of vanilla chai latte and she can make her home anywhere.