COVER REVEAL: Fall with Me (Wait for You #4) by Jennifer L. Armentrout

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Eleven months ago, bartender and weird-shirt-wearing extraordinaire Roxy and Officer Reece Anders had a one night stand. Well, kind of. She’s been in love with him since she was fifteen, and he wishes that night they shared never happened. She’s sworn him off forever, but the past and future collide, forcing her to rely on the one man who broke her heart not once, but twice.

Her best friend since birth has been in a long-term care facility since he became a victim of a hate crime years ago, and the person who put him in there is out of prison and wanting to make amends with him and Roxy. She’s not sure she has room for forgiveness in her and when she begins to receive frightening messages and is on the receiving end of escalating violence, she thinks she knows who is to blame. The man who already destroyed one life already.

But Reece isn’t convinced. The threats are too personal, and even if Roxy doesn’t believe him, he’s not willing to let anyone hurt her. Including himself. He’s already messed up more than once when it comes to Roxy and he’s not going to let history repeat itself.

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Author-photo# 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV.

She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.

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BLOG TOUR: Loving Eden by T.A. Foster

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Have you ever thought of packing up everything you own and moving halfway across the country?

I’m talking about leaving your entire life behind—friends, family, school—with no turning back. No? Me either, but that was before a week of spring break changed my life forever. Before I did something I never thought I’d do at twenty-two. Before I fell in love with Grey.

Sometimes happily ever after isn’t always what you think it will be.

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The office door opened, and a man whose shoulders filled the frame walked through the door. It wasn’t until he was inside and the silhouette from the sun vanished that I recognized him as the guy sitting in the corner at Pete’s.

I covered my mouth with my hand as I tried to chew and swallow the enormous bite of sandwich I had stuffed in my mouth.

He had a deep laugh. “Don’t worry. I won’t ask you a hundred questions while you’re eating lunch.” He pulled up a chair and planted himself in front of the desk.

I sipped on my water and cleared my throat. “Sorry.” I swallowed again. “What can I help you with?”

He crossed one ankle over his knee and relaxed into the chair. He had light sandy brown hair, and a five o’clock shadow that gave him the look of a cologne model. He was maybe just under thirty. Small lines circled his eyes, but the rest of his face looked young. I tried not to stare, not only was it not polite, but I also shouldn’t be staring for other reasons.

“Don’t you want to finish your lunch?” He eyed my sandwich.

“No.” I shoved it to the side. “I’m working. Do you need a room?” I smiled and retrieved the reservation book. Grey had reverted to the old system as soon as I left. A walk-in reservation today would be fantastic.

“Something like that.” His eyes raked over me, and I had a creeping suspicion this was not guest-related at all.

“Ok, then what can I do for you?” I noticed his sleeves were rolled just below his elbows, a style Grey often sported.

He leaned forward, his light blue eyes blazing. “I’m Mason Lachlan.”

“Lachlan?” It wasn’t a common name. Grey said he didn’t have any living relatives. Who was this guy?

“Yep.” He reached for one of my business cards I had ordered online and read the name. “Are you Eden Brady, the guest service, marketing, and planning manager?” His eyebrows arched.

The way he read out my self-proclaimed title made me feel ridiculous. I was the only one working in the office, so I tried to come up with something professional. It now sounded idiotic.

I nodded. “That’s me.”

“Maybe you can help me with something, Eden.” He leaned even closer to the desk. I could smell hints of cologne wafting across my computer.

“Ok.” I waited, hoping he would cut to the chase.

“I need to speak to the owner of the Palm Palace. I have some business I need to settle regarding the property.”

I didn’t mean to roll my eyes, but roll they did. No wonder Mac got annoyed with this guy. He was another investor in town, ready to obliterate the Palm and its history.

“Mr. Lachlan?” I straightened my shoulders. “I can probably save you a lot of time. The Palm Palace isn’t for sale. Grey isn’t interested in selling it and he never will be. Thank you for stopping in.” I smiled sweetly, pressing the point that it was time for him to leave.

He didn’t stand to leave. Instead, he reverted to his relaxed position. He chuckled. “I guess I wasn’t completely clear.” His gaze locked on mine. “I’m the rightful heir to the Palm Palace and I need to get the legal business settled. I already have a developer lined up. So if you could tell me where the other Lachlan is, I can get the ball rolling.”

My pulse raced. What was this lunatic talking about? I pressed into the desk, my knuckles turning white. “What do you mean, you’re the heir? Grey’s grandfather left him the Palm.” I didn’t want to air Grey’s personal business, but this was insane.

Mason didn’t seem surprised. “You’re talking about my nephew?”

“Nephew?” I shook my head. Grey told me both of his parents were only children. This guy was way too young to be Grey’s uncle, at best a distant cousin. “Grey doesn’t have an uncle.”

Mason sighed. “This wasn’t how I planned on meeting him, but sometimes shit happens.” He stood to leave. “Here’s my number.” He scribbled on the back of my business card and tossed it on the desk. “Tell Grey to give me a call.”

I jumped from my seat, ready to slug the smug look off his face, but I kept my palms by my side. I couldn’t start decking people in broad daylight.

“Nice to meet you, Eden.” He winked. “Hope I get to see you around soon.” He pulled the door behind him.

I picked up the closest thing I could grasp, a paperweight, and threw it at the door. The impact dented the wooden panel. I slumped into my seat. What in the hell had just happened?

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TAFosterT.A. Foster met, fell in love with, and married her own Marine fighter pilot. Through deployments, trainings, and sometimes living oceans apart, their own love story continues every day.

She grew up catching rays and waves along the North Carolina Outer Banks and now resides in the state with her husband, two children, and two canine kiddos.

T.A. has an undergraduate degree in Journalism and Mass Communication from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a graduate degree in Educational Psychology from Texas A&M University. When she’s not chasing her two-legged and four-legged children or trying to escape for date night, you can find her reading, writing, or planning her next beach trip.

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BOOK REVIEW: Harlequin E Shivers Box Set Volume 4: The Headmaster by Tiffany Reisz

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At the remote Marshall School, Gwen Ashby stumbles upon the job—and the man—of her dreams. Stern, enigmatic Edwin Yorke simmers with a heat Gwen longs to unleash. But Edwin knows all too well that forbidden love can end in tragedy….

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BOOK REVIEW: 5 STARS

This book is sexy, mysterious, funny, a little scary and very surprising. Tiffany made a great job with this book. I love the steamy erotic sex scenes, the smart and sassy attitude of Gwen, the old fashioned manners of Edwin, I mean, the Headmasters Yorky, and most of all, the spooky story happening in the Marshall School.

I have to confess: I am kind of a coward person. I cover my eyes and scream like a little girl when I’m watching a horror movie, or even a thriller movie. Despite that fact, I decided to read this book. I tried to mainly read it during day, but as I was finishing it, the night arrived and I couldn’t put the book down. Then suddenly the scariest moment of the book was happening and *BOOM* THUNDER! I almost jump out of my skin! *chuckles*.

I loved all the characters in this book. Gwen is a very smart literature teacher. She has a gifted memory for Shakespeare’s plays. She’s also very funny and playful. She loves deeply, her job, her students and of course, her headmaster. I like that she thinks of her self like the heroin when it comes to her students. On the other hand, The headmaster, Edwin York, is a very stern, very strict, very intelligent and very handsome man in this story. He reminds me of a certain character of a certain books of Tiffany *wink*. He has secrets, very hidden secrets that Gwen wants to know. Those secrets are surprising, in fact, they are shocking. The boys in the school are so cool. Laird and Christopher are my favorites.

Follow all the tracks in the book and you’ll find out about the truths in the story, but you’ll never guess the end of the book.

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Tiffany Reisz author pic 2014Tiffany Reisz lives in Portland, Oregon with her boyfriend (a reformed book reviewer) and two cats (one good, one evil). She graduated with a B.A. in English from Centre College in Danville, Kentucky and is making both her parents and her professors proud by writing BDSM erotica under her real name.

When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).

THE SIREN was awarded the RT Reviewer’s Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance 2012.

If she couldn’t write, she would die.

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