New Release Review and Giveaway! THE WEDDING GIFT by Cara Connelly (Save the Date #3.5)

A steamy and fun friends-to-lovers story!

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The Wedding Gift
Save The Date #3.5
By Cara Connelly
Releasing May 5, 2015
Avon

Blurb

What’s the New-Jan-Plan? Discover the answer in Cara Connelly’s newest Save The Date Novella, and see how mousey Jan Marone gives herself the gift of living, laughing, and finally loving … all under the hot Key West sun.

She’d come to Key West for a wedding, only to discover the hotel had messed up her reservation. So although Jan Marone has to share a tiny room with sexy Mick McKenna, it shouldn’t really be a problem. Mick’s her best friend, and he doesn’t think of her “that way” … or does he?

Mick McKenna loves hard and plays hard. His thick black hair, chiseled jaw, and hard, muscled body make him irresistible. But when once-innocent Jan walks into his hotel room, Mick can’t believe his eyes. Now she’s wearing a sexy bikini and telling him it’s time for her to “get lucky,” making him protective and tantalized at the same time.

Worried she might be in over her head, he decides never to leave her side … and suddenly their hotel room seems smaller—and hotter—than ever. Mick’s always been hands-off with Jan—but has the right woman been under his nose the whole time?

 

Review:

Friends-to-lovers troupe–yay!

The Wedding Gift is an adorable read–quick and fun, perfect to put you in a summer-y mood. I loved the “New Jan” plan–and especially loved how it drove poor Mick crazy…

“Gotta shower. We’ve got dinner in a couple of hours.”

She grinned. “Seriously? You need two hours to primp?”

He tried a smile. It felt plastic. “You know how punctual Julie is.”

She cocked her head. “You look a little pasty. Are you feeling okay?” She climbed the steps, water sluicing off her smooth skin.

“I’m”–losing my shit–“fine. I just want to”–jump you–“take a shower before you use up all the hot water.” His smile was partly genuine this time. She was famous for long showers.

“Har har.” She–finally–wrapped herself in her towel and plunked down on her lounger.

Seriously–the poor guy never stood a chance, especially since he’s been secretly in love with her for approximately–well, pretty much forever…

Not having read the first three books in the series yet, Jan’s introducing Mick to the wedding photographer didn’t really have the impact it probably would have otherwise (she’s supposed to have a “gift” for introducing couples who later end up getting married–hence the title), but other than that this one worked just fine as a standalone. If you have read the others, you’ll no doubt appreciate the chance to see those characters again here.

If you haven’t read them yet, well, speaking from experience, I can definitely say that after reading this novella you’ll be tempted to see just how the whole gift thing works in books 1-3…

Rating: 4 stars / B+

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

 

Excerpt:

 

“I’m sorry, ma’am, there’s nothing I can do.”

Jan Marone wrung her hands. “But I have a reservation.”

“I know, I’m looking at it right here.” The pretty blond at the desk tapped her screen sympathetically. “I’ll refund your deposit immediately.”

“I don’t want my deposit. I want a room. My cousin’s getting married tomorrow, and I’m in the wedding.”

The girl spread her hands. “The problem is, when one of the upstairs tubs overflowed this morning, the ceiling collapsed on your room. It’s out of service for the weekend, and we’re booked solid.”

“I understand,” Jan said, struggling to remain polite. Hearing the same excuse three times didn’t make it easier to swallow. “How about a sister hotel?”

“We’re independently owned. Paradise Inn is the oldest hotel on the island—”

Jan held up a hand. She knew the spiel. The large, rambling guesthouse was unique, and very Old Key West. Which was exactly why she’d booked it.

“Can you at least help me find a room somewhere else?”

“It’s spring break. I’ll make some calls, but …” A discouraging shrug and a gesture toward the coffeepot.

The girl didn’t seem very concerned, but Jan smiled at her anyway. “Thanks, I appreciate you trying.”

Parking her suitcase beside the coffee table, she surveyed the lobby wistfully. The windows and doors stood open, the wicker furniture and abundant potted plants blurring the line between indoors and out. The warm, humid breeze drifted through the airy space. Her parched Boston skin soaked it up like a sponge.

To a woman who’d never left New England before, it spelled tropical vacation. And it was slipping through her fingers like sand.

Growing ever gloomier, she wandered out through a side door and into a lush tropical garden—palm trees, hibiscus, a babbling waterfall.

Paradise.

And at its heart, a glittering pool, where six gorgeous feet of lean muscle and tanned skin drifted lazily on a float.

Ignoring everything else, Jan studied the man. Thick black hair, chiseled jaw, half smile curving full lips. And arms, perfect arms, draped over the sides, fingers trailing in the water.

He seemed utterly relaxed, the image of sensual decadence. Put him in an ad for Paradise Inn, and women would flock. Gay men would swarm.

As if sensing her attention, the hunk lifted his head and broke into a smile. “Hey Jan, getcha ass in the water!”

Mick McKenna. Her best and oldest friend.

He rolled off the float and jacked himself out of the pool. Water streamed from gray board shorts as he crossed the flagstones.

Stopping in front of her, he shook his hair like a Labrador.

“Geez! Don’t you ever get tired of that?” She brushed droplets off her white cotton blouse.

He laughed his big happy laugh. “Never have, never will. Get your suit on. The water’s a perfect eighty-six degrees.”

“I can’t. They don’t have a room for me.”

The grin fell off his face. “What the hell?”

“Water damage.” She shrugged like it wasn’t tragic. Like she hadn’t been anticipating this weekend for months.

“They must have another room.” Mick started to go around her, no doubt to raise hell at the desk, McKenna-style.

She stopped him with a hand on his arm. “I tried everything. They’re digging up a room for me somewhere else on the island.”

He tunneled long fingers through his hair. “Take my room,” he said. “You found this place, and it’s great. You should stay here.”

“Forget it. I’m not taking your room.” She wasn’t that pathetic. Mick would give her the shirt off his back, which he’d literally done more than once since they were kids, but she wasn’t taking his room out from under him.

He knew better than to argue with her. Disappointment slumped his shoulders, but he buttoned his lips, looking down at her from troubled eyes bluer than the pool gleaming behind him.

She mustered a smile. “Can I use your bathroom?”

“Sure.”

She followed him inside, down a short hallway, and into a room that was eighty percent bed.

“Yikes. The reviews said the rooms were tiny, but sheesh.”

Mick shrugged. “Who comes to Key West to sit in their room?”

That was Mick. Mr. Brightside.

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Author Info:Cara Connelly

CARA CONNELLY is an award-winning author of contemporary romances. Her smart and sexy stories have won high praise, earning Cara several awards including the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart, the Valley Forge Romance Writers’ Sheila, and the Music City Romance Writers’ Melody of Love. Cara, who lives in rural upstate New York, works as appellate court attorney when she’s not crafting steamy novels of love and romance.

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New Release Review: CENTER ICE by Cate Cameron (Corrigan Falls Raiders #1)

What better way to celebrate the end of the semester than with a brand-new hockey hero book boyfriend?

Center Ice
by Cate Cameron

Synopsis:

The hometown hockey hero won’t know what hit him…

Karen Webber is in small-town hell. After her mother’s death, she moved to Corrigan Falls to live with strangers—her dad and his perfect, shiny new family—and there doesn’t seem to be room for a city girl with a chip on her shoulder. The only person who makes her feel like a real human being is Tyler MacDonald.

But Karen isn’t interested in starting something with a player. And that’s all she keeps hearing about Tyler.

Corrigan Falls is a hockey town, and Tyler’s the star player. But the viselike pressure from his father and his agent are sending him dangerously close to the edge. All people see is hockey—except Karen. Now they’ve managed to find something in each other that they both desperately need. And for the first time, Tyler is playing for keeps…

Review:

I absolutely loved this book! It’s funny, touching, feel-good, and real. Plus, hockey. Really, I’m not sure what else is needed. 😉

Karen never knew her dad–until her mother died from complications after a car accident. Now she’s living with him and his wife, along with her three half-siblings. It’s far from an ideal situation–her twin half brother and sister are only a few months older than she is (yeah, that math took me a few minutes to grasp–silly me, always trying to think the best of everyone) and on top of grieving for her mother, Karen feels like she’s created a big ol’ blot on their perfect existence. The only thing that gets her out of the suckfest that currently is her life is her daily run.

Until she gets attacked by a crazed squirrel…

Tyler’s billeting with a local family for his third year, playing hockey for an OHL team, (hopefully–maybe) one step away from the NHL. His unemployed father is more than a little over-involved with his hockey career, and together with his agent they’re putting all kinds of pressure on the almost-eighteen-year-old. He runs every morning to quiet the voices in his head.

Until the day he rescues a reluctant damsel in distress from an overexcited rodent…

Karen’s dad is notorious in their small town for his infidelity. Tyler’s got his own reputation as a love-them-and-leave-them kind of guy. He says he’s ready for a change, but can Karen trust him? Do either of them have time for a real relationship anyway, with everything else that is going on in their lives?

This book made me laugh, cry, and gasp out loud in a “no he/she didn’t” kind of way over and over again. I loved both Karen and Tyler, and wanted nothing more than to get them to an HEA. I absolutely cannot wait for the next book in the series, just to get to see them again.

(Plus, there’s a teaser for book 2 at the end–Winslow’s story. Seriously, this book cannot come out fast enough–I thought I liked him as a secondary character, but I know I’m going to love him as the hero! Two words: Holy. Cow. Hee hee…)

I have so many highlighted passages in my copy, it’d be hard to pick a favorite. Here’s one that was just adorable, showing how really cute Tyler and Karen are together–they run into each other at the town park at night, after they’ve both had a pretty sucktastic day:

“You watching the stars?” I asked.

“I guess.” She didn’t sound hostile or anything, just a little sheepish.

“You know anything about them? The constellations or anything?”

“Not really. You?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m pretty much an expert. That one right there, over toward the trees. Big Dipper, obviously.”

“Okay, that one I knew.”

“That one over to its left?” I raised my arm and tried to trace the picture. “Two squares, kind of? That’s Rodentus minor, the angry squirrel.”

“Oh my god, you’re obsessed.”

“But don’t worry. Runner majoricus is right there to rescue any fair maidens who are attacked.”

“Is that how you’ve built it up in your head? You’re a great big hero?” She sounded better now, and I let myself relax a little more.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. These are the stars we’re looking at. I’m not saying there’s any connection to any real life events.”

She was quiet for a moment, then lifted her arm and pointed. “So, those ones there. Those aren’t Driver horrificus and Passenger odiferous?”

And right there, lying on the bench in the summer darkness, it was like I had a weird out of body experience. I knew the logical response, the one that would take me the next step down the path I always took. Attractive friendly girl, already lying down, under the damn stars…it was too easy, really, but that had never stopped me before. I should say it was actually Driver horrificus and Passenger beauteous or something. I should build on the fair maiden line I’d dropped a little earlier. Either of those would work.

But it was like there was another me, one looking down at the scene, and that me saw how nice things could be just as they were. It told me I didn’t need to push forward, didn’t need to race for the goal line. Just this once, I didn’t have to be quite so focused on scroing.

So instead of feeding her a line, I smiled up at the stars. “Damn,” I said. “That is what those ones are. I guess maybe there’s some connection after all.”

We lay there a while longer, looking up at the stars and trading lies that somehow felt like the truth. And when Karen finally sat up and said it was late and she had to go back to her real life, I knew she was right. But I really wished the two of us could have stayed in our little make-believe world at least a little longer.

Le sigh…

Playing Defense 
absolutely cannot come out soon enough!

Rating: 4 1/2 stars / A

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review. And then I went out and bought Mini Moe #2 her own copy…because she must. read. this. book!

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#HASHTAG Blog Hop Day #7: #SELFIE Excerpt (with a giveaway!)

#Hashtag #Hop Day Seven – #Selfie Excerpt
Its the LAST DAY of the #Hashtag #Hop – the blog hop where its all things #Hashtag and where we celebrate the release of
Hashtag Series Book #4 #SELFIE!
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#Hashtag #Hop 4-1-1 
 
Dates: May 18-24
Something different everyday!
 
Schedule: 
Day One: Braeden
Day Two: Romeo
Day Three: Rimmel
Day Four: Ivy
Day Five: #BuzzBoss
Day Six: FAQ Video
Day Seven: Bonus Material for #Selfie/Exclusive Excerpt
 
PLUS A GIVEAWAY!! (enter Below!)
If The Hashtag Series became a movie:
 
Wouldn’t the hashtag series be awesome on the big screen?
 
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I was feeling pissy.
Rome could tell, I knew, but thankfully,
he didn’t try to distract me or talk me out of it. It wouldn’t have worked
anyway. Sometimes a guy just felt pissed.
Okay. Sometimes I just felt pissed.
I hefted the last of the girls’ shit
down the stairs and out into the driveway. Why women needed so much stuff I had
no idea. I mean, hell, they walked around in tiny-ass bikinis all week, not
like they needed the fifty pounds of crap they brought with them. Except for
Rim, of course. She had one bag, one full-coverage swimsuit, and one thankful
big brother.
“That everything?” Romeo asked when
Trent and I handed over the last of the haul.
“I hope the hell so,” I replied.
Trent snickered. “Dude, I don’t even
want to know what’s in those bags.”
Rimmel came down the steps with a list
in her hand and stopped beside me. I glanced down to see the checklist the
rental company left of all the things that needed to be taken care of before we
left. “Everything is done,” she stated.
I noted the neat checkmarks beside each
item and smiled. “Only you would find homework on spring break.”
She elbowed me in the gut, and I made a
sound like it hurt. It didn’t, but I didn’t want to make her feel bad. It
wasn’t her fault she was harmless as a fly.
“Sweet. Let’s go, then. The airport is
waiting,” Romeo said.
Trent glanced at the red convertible.
“You sure we’re all gonna fit in there?”
“Like sardines in a can,” I muttered.
“We’ll make it work,” Romeo said.
“Easy for you to say. You’re driving,” I
cracked.
He gave me the finger.
“I’ll sit in the back because I’m
smaller. One of you guys can take the front,” Rimmel offered.
Technically, we had one person too many
for the car. However, instead of calling a cab or renting anything else, we
were just going to put the extra person in the back. It was illegal, but who
the hell cared?
Missy and Ivy came out the door and
started down the steps. Ivy was moving slow and Missy kept her pace, holding
her arm like she was an old lady with a broken hip.
“Move your ass, Blondie!” I yelled.
“We’re gonna miss our flight.”
“Braeden!” Rimmel scolded me. “She’s
hurt.”
I grunted. “It takes a lot more than a
bottle cap to take that one down.”
From the stairs, Ivy told me to go suck
an egg. I looked back at Rimmel and lifted an eyebrow. “She’s so delicate.”
Rimmel glared at me, and I knew I was
about to get a lecture. God help me. If any other woman tried to lecture me,
I’d tell ‘em to piss off. But Rim was different. She’d somehow gotten her way
in my heart and made a place there. I was really good at keeping women out of
there, but this was different. This wasn’t a romantic type of love; it was
family. She was family.
In my pocket, my cell rang. “Sorry, sis,
I gotta take this,” I said, trying to sound so sad I would miss her
instructions (okay, I didn’t sound sad at all) and pulled it out.
It was my mom.
“Mom,” I answered and turned away from
the group.
“Hi, Braeden, honey,” she said. “I’m
just calling to make sure everything is still on schedule with your flight
home.”
I was twenty-one years old and my mom
still called to check up on me. She’d probably still do it when I turned fifty.
“We’re heading to the airport now, Mom. Everything’s good.”
“Okay, well, you boys have a safe
flight. And Rimmel, too.”
“Will do.”
I expected her to say her usual good-bye
and end the call. But she hesitated.
“Mom?” I intoned. “Is something wrong?”
“Oh, no,” she laughed, but it was
strained. “I just miss you is all.”
“I’ll stop by once I get settled back on
campus.” Or maybe I’d just swing by on the way from the airport. I didn’t like
to think of her sitting around worrying about me. Or being lonely.
She’d wanted me to live at home when I
went to college, and I did freshman year, but I wanted to live in the dorm. I
wanted a little more freedom, some space that was just mine. So I moved on
campus. Sometimes I felt bad about it.
“I’ll look forward to it,” Mom said,
breaking into my thoughts.
“Cool. I gotta go or we’ll be late. I’ll
call you when we land.” I turned back to everyone. Trent was helping Ivy into
the car, his hand on the small of her back.
I shoved the phone back into my pocket
and went to the car. Trent was getting ready to squeeze himself in the backseat
with the girls.
“You want the front, dude?” I asked.
“Nah, you can take it,” he replied.
I slid into the front and spun the hat
on my head so it wasn’t backward anymore and then pulled it low on my forehead.
The inside of this car felt like a pair of jeans with too much ass in them.
I ignored the chattering of everyone in
the back as Romeo pulled away from the house and onto the main road. The vacay
had been a fun time. And last night…
Well, I wasn’t going to think about that
anymore.
Ten minutes down the road, a bare foot
came up between the seats and rested on the center console between Rome and me.
I glanced over and caught a flash of red polished toes and the edge of a
Band-Aid.
“Your feet stink,” I snapped.
“Who sprinkled the bitch in your coffee
this morning?” Ivy retorted.
I sat up, leaned around the seat, and
stared at her from beneath my hat. She was in the middle with Missy, poor Rim
squished up against the door, and Trent was on the other side of Ivy. Her hair
was falling around her shoulders and her arms were crossed over her chest.
I felt our eyes connect; even with my
hat partially blocking my gaze, my eyes still found a way to fix on hers. A
shock of awareness jolted me, like a shot of tequila that lit a fire all the
way from my throat to my stomach and then fanned out to coat my limbs.
Ivy’s teeth sank into her lower lip, and
I had an acute memory of sucking it into my mouth and licking over it with my
tongue.
There was no way she could know what I
was thinking. I gave not one indication. Still, her body tensed and she pulled
back her foot, withdrawing as far away from me as she could.
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The Hashtag Series #4

It’s all about the #selfie.


She was the one girl I never wanted.
 
Until I had her.
One night.
One mistake.
Something we both wanted to forget.
I got rid of the proof. The one piece of evidence that could remind us both.
At least I thought I did.
 
When it shows up on the school Buzzfeed rumors fly. Friendships are tested and the feels get real.
I don’t do relationships. I don’t open my heart.
 
Especially for a girl everyone knows I hate.
What happens at spring break, stays at spring break.
 
Until it follows you home.

 

 

 

Cambria Hebert is a bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

 

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).
Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: Text, Torch, Tryst, Masquerade, and Recalled.
Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.
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I really hope that you all enjoyed the #Hashtag #Hop and learning all about the characters and series!! Thank you so much for all your support and thanks so much for reading!
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New Release Review! BEACH HOUSE by Annie Seaton (Part of the LOVE DOWN UNDER anthology)

Can’t get to the beach? Try one of these!

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Love Down Under: Eight New Zealand & Australian Feel-Good Beach Romances
by Rosalind James, Tracey Alvarez, Diana Fraser, H.Y. Hanna, Joanne Hill, Kris Pearson, Annie Seaton, and Serenity Woods

 

Eight New Zealand & Australian Beach Romances

100% pure escape.

Escape to the Land Down Under, where the sky is bluer, the living is slower, and the loving is sweeter. This summer, dive into eight heartwarming feel-good beach romances by bestselling Australian and New Zealand authors. And because size matters, they’re all novel or long novella length! We’ve got cheeky, sexy, funny, steamy, sweet—and all with heaps of heart. Enjoy with a tall pitcher of iced tea or a bottle of chilled white wine—we’ll never tell!

  • Eight standalone novels (no cliffhangers!) spanning 1,500+ pages
  • Over 95% off retail for the individual books sold separately
  • Only available through July–get your copy today!

INDIVIDUAL BOOKS INCLUDE 6 Full-Length Novels & 2 Long Novellas. No Cliffhangers! Over 1,500 pgs!

 

ANNIE SEATON – Beach House (Bondi Beach Love)

Rosie Pemberton has her life mapped out, and her tarot cards agree. The cards take a turn, though, when her aunt leaves the old house on the hill above Australia’s Bondi Beach to champion surfer Taj Brown. Three months sharing a house with a pinup would test any woman’s self-control… (Heat level: Steamy)

 

 Review:

Beach House is a quick read with characters it’s easy to like.

Taj and Rosie start their relationship off on the wrong foot–they’re both the only beneficiaries in an elderly relative’s will (her foster mother, his great aunt) and he’s going on the (mistaken!) assumption that the house they’ve both been left is being used by her and her friends as a house of ill repute. Fortunately he soon sees the error of his ways; unfortunately he also sees the surfer god posters of him that still grace her bedroom walls before she can get rid of the evidence…

Though this story definitely could have benefited from a longer format–Taj’s knee problem and their conflict over the house are both resolved fairly quickly and easily, considering–it’s still a nice piece of escapism that can be read in a sitting or two.

A quick trip to the beach with an Aussie flavor! :)

Rating: 4 stars / B+

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

 

Annie Seaton is a bestselling Aussie author of beach romances set all over the world in exotic locations.

Website: http://www.annieseatonromance.com

Buy Links:
Amazon US
Amazon UK
Amazon AU
iBooks US
iBooks UK
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#HASHTAG Blog Hop Day 6: FAQ Video (with a giveaway!)

Its DAY SIX of the #Hashtag #Hop – the blog hop where its all things #Hashtag and where we celebrate the release of:
Hashtag Series Book #4 #SELFIE!
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#Hashtag #Hop 4-1-1 
 
Dates: May 18-24
Something different everyday!
 
Schedule: 
Day One: Braeden
Day Two: Romeo
Day Three: Rimmel
Day Four: Ivy
Day Five: #BuzzBoss
Day Six: FAQ Video
Day Seven: Bonus Material for #Selfie/Exclusive Excerpt
 
PLUS A GIVEAWAY!! (enter Below!)
 
DAY SIX: FAQ VIDEO
 
If The Hashtag Series became a movie:
 
Wouldn’t the hashtag series be awesome on the big screen?
 
If you’d like to see it there one day please support #Nerd on the IFList!

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The Hashtag Series #4

It’s all about the #selfie.


She was the one girl I never wanted.
 
Until I had her.
One night.
One mistake.
Something we both wanted to forget.
I got rid of the proof. The one piece of evidence that could remind us both.
At least I thought I did.
 
When it shows up on the school Buzzfeed rumors fly. Friendships are tested and the feels get real.
I don’t do relationships. I don’t open my heart.
 
Especially for a girl everyone knows I hate.
What happens at spring break, stays at spring break.
 
Until it follows you home.
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Cambria Hebert is a bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: Text, Torch, Tryst, Masquerade, and Recalled.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

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Saturday Morning Video: A First Grade Class Signs PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN (ASL)

Some of these kids are amazingly good–and they’re all so earnest and adorable!

Make sure you take a moment this weekend to remember the reason behind the Memorial Day holiday…

New Release Review and Giveaway: ONCE UPON A SEAL (Lucky Thirteen #5)

The newest series book is now available!

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About ONCE UPON A SEAL:

Maddie Benson has spent her entire life in Sugar Falls and has never ventured—nor wanted to venture—beyond her small town’s safe borders. But when her delivery job takes her to the doorstep of one very reclusive, former Navy SEAL, Sebastian McIntyre, her small town perceptions are challenged with every conversation they have. It’s not long before she’s losing herself—and her heart—to the mysterious man behind the door.

Bastian’s scars are deeper than the surface. They’re embedded into his soul, and he’s content to keep them buried. But the second Maddie ends up on his doorstep with her sparkling smile and her sunshine hair, his quiet new life shatters and she just might be able to excise the demons he’s tried hard to keep tucked away—if he lets her in.

When Bastian’s old life comes haunting them, he knows he should let her go. But the light she shines on his soul keeps the darkness within him at bay. Letting her go may take more strength than he has, and keeping her close could get her killed.

 

Excerpt:

Tommy’s Grocery was the only grocery store in Sugar Falls. We had a lot of older folks that lived out in the country, so I frequently ran out deliveries for them. But as I surveyed the contents of the delivery I had now, making sure I had them all, this wasn’t for one of the older couples, and I hadn’t recognized the name on the order either. Sebastian? It sounded like a younger guy. Why couldn’t a younger guy come get his own groceries?

And it wasn’t a particularly large order either. Lots of fruits, vegetables, a package of razors. So I imagined he was a clean-shaven health nut. Not that I cared either way. I got paid no matter what. And honestly, even though it was hot outside, I still liked getting the fresh air and not being stuck in the store all day.

The house wasn’t a rundown piece of crap like I expected, which was further evidence that it wasn’t an older man. The house was cute, gorgeous and had colorful flowers lining the front porch. Pretty walking stones framed the sides of the circular driveway. The grass was slightly overgrown, but mostly, the yard was well- landscaped. Someone spent hours on it regularly. This was not the work of a landscaper. This house was cared for with love, by someone who liked working with his hands.

Which only made me more curious of the owner.

I got out of my truck and grabbed the three bags from the passenger side. The heat beat down on me as I walked up. I rapped sharply on the door and waited. It was solid oak, with two rectangular window panes spanning half the height of the door. The decorative glass obscured a clear view of the inside, but I could see a vague shape of a man coming toward the entrance to the house.

But the door didn’t open. A gruff voice barked, “Who is it?”

“Maddie Benson. I have your delivery from Tommy’s.” As if for emphasis, I lifted one arm so he could see the shape of the bag through the decorative window.

“Just a sec.” His form moved away. A minute or two passed as I waited for him to return. He came back, and the chain rattled as he unlocked it. I started forward when the door cracked open, but he didn’t let it open. “Leave it on the mat.”

Slowly, I set the bags down. “Okay. Um… It’s twenty-five sixty.” I squinted my eyes to look through the glass, as if that would make it easier to see him.

His hand snaked around the door, holding a twenty and a ten. The hand was large, fitting the massive shape I could make out on the other side of the door. “Keep the change.”

I took the bills from him. “Thanks, um…” I glanced at the ticket in my hand, skimming over it quickly. “Mr. McIntyre.” I stopped. McIntyre? “You’re related to Jenny?”

The door slammed shut in answer.

I glared at the shut door. Wasn’t that just nice. Was this how he treated everyone or was I just special? I almost wanted to knock and tell him what an asshole he was, but instead, I turned and headed back to my truck.

 

Review:

A very short but sweet romance between a former SEAL who’s afraid to leave his house and a college student who’s afraid to leave her hometown…

Once Upon a SEAL definitely could have been longer–Maddie’s issues with leaving and going to a college where she could earn her teaching degree aren’t really resolved by the end, nor is what Bast’s going to do with his life, and the suspense part of the plot had a rushed feel to it. Still, it is an enjoyable way to pass the time–I really liked the idea of Maddie and Bastian falling for each other without ever having actually met face-to-face.

Plus, you just can’t go wrong with a story that has a beauty and the beast vibe going on.

It also works well as an introduction to the series, since Bastian’s contact with the rest of the men from his unit is reduced to phone calls with his former boss. You don’t really need to have read the rest of the series to understand this one, and Once Upon a SEAL can give you a taste of what the rest of the series will be like.

Rating: 4 stars / B

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

On Sale in Print and Digital: May 19, 2015

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Suzan Butler writes adult contemporary romance and has a penchant for Dr. Pepper, ice hockey, and world domination. She lives in Texas under a not-so-secret identity with two monsters, writing naughty books and planning the next step in her evil plans into the twilight hours of the night because that’s when it’s quiet in the house. She loves to hear from readers.

Suzan also has a monthly newsletter she shares with her alter ego, New York Times and USA Today bestseller, S.M. Butler, who writes new adult romantic suspense and military romance. In the newsletter, you’ll find information about new releases, updates on future books, contests, giveaways, get first peek at new covers, and find out where she’ll be visiting through books signings and conventions throughout the year.

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New Release Spotlight! LOVE DOWN UNDER: EIGHT NEW ZEALAND & AUSTRALIAN FEEL-GOOD BEACH ROMANCES

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Love Down Under: Eight New Zealand & Australian Feel-Good Beach Romances
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Escape to the Land Down Under, where the sky is bluer, the living is slower, and the loving is sweeter. This summer, dive into eight heartwarming feel-good beach romances by bestselling Australian and New Zealand authors. And because size matters, they’re all novel or long novella length! We’ve got cheeky, sexy, funny, steamy, sweet—and all with heaps of heart. Enjoy with a tall pitcher of iced tea or a bottle of chilled white wine—we’ll never tell!

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ROSALIND JAMES, – Just for You (Escape to New Zealand)

All Black rugby star Hemi Ranapia meets a beautiful—and very unimpressed—blast from his past, and finds his fishing holiday taking a most unexpected turn. Sometimes, especially in New Zealand’s Maori Northland, it really does take a village. And sometimes it just takes a little faith. (Heat level: Steamy)

 

TRACEY ALVAREZ – Melting Into You (Due South)

Ben Harland doesn’t do emotional stuff, but he does want to do Stewart Island’s pretty schoolteacher, Kezia Murphy. He needs a plan B to convince Kezia into his bed when his surprise eight-year-old daughter unexpectedly arrives on his doorstep. (Heat level: Steamy)

 

DIANA FRASER – The Playboy’s Redemption  (The McKenzies)

James Mackenzie is tired of his shallow lifestyle and wants a family. But first, he wants to secure the future of the woman he wronged ten years before. But how can Susie Henderson trust someone who betrayed her, someone who doesn’t even believe in himself? (Heat level: Steamy)

 

H.Y. HANNA – Playing to Win (Summer Beach Vets)

Ellie Monroe doesn’t make mistakes, and her dream job in a gorgeous Australian seaside town isn’t the place to start. But a mischievous chocolate Lab and a handsome Aussie vet just might make her change her mind. Sometimes, a mistake can be the best thing that could happen to you… (Heat level: Sweet)

 

JOANNE HILL – Falling for Jack

Jack Fletcher has survived his rough upbringing to become a mega success. Now, with his personal life already in turmoil, he discovers he has a son. Robyn Taylor, the brainy girl destined for great things, waits tables for a living to support her twins. Looking after Jack’s son is a change for the better—or is it?  (Heat Level: Sweet)

 

KRIS PEARSON – The Boat Builder’s Bed (Wicked in Wellington)

Sophie Calhoun fears her dream contract comes with strings that tie her to the superyacht-builder’s bed. She knows Rafe Severino won’t want a preoccupied single mother, so she’s concealing her daughter’s existence – and trying desperately not to fall in love.   (Heat level: Steamy)

 

ANNIE SEATON – Beach House (Bondi Beach Love)

Rosie Pemberton has her life mapped out, and her tarot cards agree. The cards take a turn, though, when her aunt leaves the old house on the hill above Australia’s Bondi Beach to champion surfer Taj Brown. Three months sharing a house with a pinup would test any woman’s self-control… (Heat level: Steamy)

 

SERENITY WOODS – A Secret Between Friends (Treats  to Tempt You)

Genie Sharpe has come home to New Zealand’s Bay of Islands from Afghanistan with a bad knee, an aching heart, and her best friend Ciara’s bucket list. Ciara’s gorgeous big brother might be just the cure she needs, but secrets between friends  have a way of spiraling out of control. (Heat level: Steamy)

 

Excerpts:

Annie Seaton: BEACH HOUSE

By the time he showered and limped back down the stairs, the house was quiet. He tapped on the door of the room Rosie had directed him to, and waited for her to open the door. He didn’t want to seem too eager.

“Come in.” Her voice was brisk as she stepped back to let him enter the dimly lit room. A strong smell of massage oil wafted over to him as she pointed to the privacy screen at the back of the small room.

“Slip down to your jocks, and lie face down on the table. Give me a call when you’re all settled.”

She stepped outside as he walked over to the screen and stripped down, hanging his jeans and shirt on the hook provided. He was looking forward to this. He always enjoyed a remedial massage and Rosie’s hands on him would make it even more enjoyable.

“I’m done,” he called out as he settled face down on the table and put his face into the soft vinyl ring, and looked down at the floor. A click was followed by soft music; the same sort of music they’d played in that alternative soul place in the Maldives. He closed his eyes as two warm hands gripped his calves and straightened his legs.

“Hmm.” Her voice was soft but with a tinge of concern.

“What’s wrong?” Taj tried to lift his head and look around but his position face down on the massage table made it too difficult. Rosie stretched his leg back and then the other.

“Which knee is the bad one?”

“The right one.”

“Hmm.”

“Hmm…what?”

“Your left leg is a fraction longer than your right. Do you have back problems?”

“No. Just the bloody knee. I’m as fit as a Mallee bull apart from the knee.”

“Hmm.”

Taj closed his eyes and let Rosie work her magic. He tried to focus on the remedial aspect of the massage but her firm hands sliding up and down the backs of his calves and thighs, and the smooth sensation of the massage oil on his skin sent tingles up to his groin. He swallowed and focused on the patterned carpet on the floor beneath the table. He counted the roses, then counted the leaves on the winding stems. The tightness that had been building in his groin began to lessen, until her warm hands reached his lower back.

God, he didn’t want to have a hard on when she rolled him over. But then all thoughts of pleasure flew out the window as her firm fingers hit a nerve at the base of his back and she pressed. Hard. Bloody hard.

“Holy shit.” He almost jumped off the table. “What the fuck’s that?”

“Breathe it out.”

“Breathe it out! I can’t bloody breathe. What the hell are you doing?”

“You want your knee fixed?”

“That’s not my knee.”

© Annie Seaton 2015

 

Serenity Woods, A SECRET BETWEEN FRIENDS

 

Genie took a swallow from her cup and shrugged. “I can understand why you’re mad—that was pretty embarrassing.”

“It’s nothing to do with Tamsin.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?” He didn’t reply, and after a few moments her eyes widened. “You’re not talking about Danny, surely?”

He looked out across the bay and drank his coffee.

She huffed out an irritated sigh. “Niall, seriously? You know we were winding you up, right? Anyway, me and Danny?” She laughed. “That’s as funny as saying me and Jonah. All the guys are like brothers to me.”

“Including me?”

Humor lit her eyes. “No, Niall. Excluding you.”

“Why?”

Her smile faded. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t think of me like a brother?”

“I trust you like one. I respect you. You drive me nuts the same as the others.”

He couldn’t bring himself to smile. “Why were you and Danny winding me up?”

“I thought that was what we all did to each other.”

Not now, he thought. Maybe a long time ago, he’d thought of her like a sister. But no longer.

A frown flickered across her brow again. “Why are you so angry with me?”

“I’m not angry with you.”

“Then…”

“I don’t want you to see anyone else,” he said.

He waited for the outburst. For her cry of indignation. For her to yell, Who the hell do you think you are?

It didn’t come. Instead, her lips curved a very tiny bit, and her eyes shone in the moonlight.

“Okay,” she whispered.

He held her gaze for a while. Then they both turned back to the view and sipped their coffee.

He couldn’t think what to say. He felt confused, hopeful, and frustrated, all at the same time.

After a few minutes of silence, she put down her glass and limped off to the laundry room.

He waited a moment, then put down his glass and followed her.

When he reached the doorway, he leaned on the jamb and watched her, hands in his pockets. She was folding up some washing she’d done earlier, placing tops on hangers and laying jeans over the clothes stand.

She glanced up at him, then back at the washing. What was she thinking? She’d expressed no resentment at his demand, and he couldn’t understand why. Hadn’t it irritated her? She’d always been fiercely independent, disliking any guy who tried to make demands on her. But the only word to leave her mouth had been Okay. Why had she said that?

His gaze slid down her, noting the curve of her waist and hips, the swell of her breasts as she leaned over the machine to reach the basket. The pale skin of her neck and behind her ear. How pink her lips were, and her beautiful Cupid’s bow.

She didn’t look up again, but twin spots of red touched her cheekbones. He tilted his head to look at them, and the color intensified.

A smile touched his lips.

He pushed off the doorjamb and walked into the room. Took the washing from her hands and threw it into the basket.

Her lips parted, but she didn’t object, her breathing coming quickly as he turned her to face him.

Bending a little, he caught the bottom of her dress in his hands and lifted it. Wordlessly, she raised her arms so he could pull the dress up over her breasts and head, and he dropped it to the floor.

© Serenity Woods 2015

 

Review:

Still working my way through this one! Reviews to come as I finish…

Melting into You by Tracey Alvarez:

Life hasn’t been easy for Kezia Murphy. Four years ago, her precocious daughter Zoe fought and won an epic battle with leukemia. In the midst of that struggle, Zoe’s dad was lost to them forever in a senseless accident. Once Zoe recovered, Kezia packed up their belongings for a fresh start on Stewart Island, determined to never again depend on people who would ultimately let her down. Ever since, it’s been her and Zoe–with a tiny bit of help from a small group of select friends, Piper and Shaye Harland among them–against the world.

Enter Ben Harland. He’s the oldest of the Harland siblings, and he is so absolutely out of the question as far as Kezia’s concerned. Sure, he’s hot. But can you say commitment phobe? Ben’s got two rules: one, never mess around with local women; two, ditto friends of his sisters. Kezia’s a check mark in both columns, thankyouverymuch. Soooo not going to happen.

Except they have a crazy attraction going on…which they maybe could have kept on ignoring. Until a major surprise shows up on Ben’s doorstep one Saturday morning…

His eight-year-old daughter Jade. Whose existence Ben knew nothing about until that very moment–and suddenly, he’s got a pint-sized house guest for two weeks. And not a clue what to do with her.

But, hey–Kezia teaches eight-year-olds. Heck, she has an eight-year-old–and Zoe’s already decided that Jade’s going to be her new BFF.

So, no problem. Ben can get a little help from Kezia for the next two weeks, squeeze in a one-night-only fling with her somewhere far away from prying Oban eyes, and send his daughter back to her mother at the end of the holiday, none the worse for wear. And then he’ll have his life back, no sweat.

Riiiight. You know how well that’s going to work out, don’t you? 😉

Though it is the second in the series, Melting into You can be read as a stand-alone. Piper and West, the hero and heroine of  In Too Deep, make just enough of an appearance to whet your appetite for their story, though–don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Rating: 4 1/2 stars / A-

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

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LOVE DOWN UNDER Author Bios:

Fuelled by copious amounts of coffee, Tracey Alvarez writes steamy but heart-warming contemporary romances set in New Zealand.

Website: http://www.traceyalvarez.com

 

Diana Fraser is an award-winning author of sexy, emotional romances set wherever there are beautiful locations and wealthy and powerful men!

Website: http://www.dianafraser.net

 

H.Y. Hanna is an award-winning author of sweet romances, romantic suspense and mysteries set in beautiful, exotic locations.
Website: http://www.hyhanna.com

 

Kiwi author Joanne Hill writes short romance – light, funny, and contemporary, set in beautiful New Zealand.

Website: http://www.joannehill.com

 

Rosalind James is a bestselling wannabe-Kiwi author of contemporary romance and romantic suspense set in both New Zealand and the U.S.

Website: http://www.rosalindjames.com

 

Kris Pearson writes sizzling contemporary romance, pure and simple. Well, maybe not that pure! She’s the author of a dozen steamy novels.

Website: http://www.krispearson.com

 

Annie Seaton is a bestselling Aussie author of beach romances set all over the world in exotic locations.

Website: http://www.annieseatonromance.com

 

A prolific and award-winning fantasy and romance author of over 40 books, Serenity Woods writes hot and sultry romances with a happy ever after.

Website: http://www.serenitywoodsromance.com

 

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#HASHTAG Blog Hop Day 5: #BuzzBoss (and a giveaway!)

Its DAY FIVE of the #Hashtag #Hop – the blog hop where its all things #Hashtag and where we celebrate the release of
Hashtag Series Book #4 #SELFIE!

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#Hashtag #Hop 4-1-1 
Dates: May 18-24
Something different everyday!
Schedule:
Day One: Braeden
Day Two: Romeo
Day Three: Rimmel
Day Four: Ivy
Day Five: #BuzzBoss
Day Six: FAQ Video
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DAY FIVE: #BUZZBOSS

 

 

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It’s all about the #selfie.


She was the one girl I never wanted.
 
Until I had her.
One night.
One mistake.
Something we both wanted to forget.
I got rid of the proof. The one piece of evidence that could remind us both.
At least I thought I did.
 
When it shows up on the school Buzzfeed rumors fly. Friendships are tested and the feels get real.
I don’t do relationships. I don’t open my heart.
 
Especially for a girl everyone knows I hate.
What happens at spring break, stays at spring break.
 
Until it follows you home.

Cambria Hebert is a bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.

Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).

Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: Text, Torch, Tryst, Masquerade, and Recalled.

Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.

 
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New Release Review and Giveaway! BEHIND THE MASK by Carolyn Crane (Associates #4)

This one really is a “must read”!

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Title: Behind The Mask (Associates, #4)
Author: Carolyn Crane
Release Date: May 19, 2015
Category: Romantic Suspense

Book Summary:

TO SAVE HER PROSTITUTE TWIN SISTER SHE HAS TO SWITCH PLACES WITH HER…

When her estranged sister is won in a card game by a brutal drug cartel, Zelda knows what she has to do: take her place. Save her. Focus on infiltrating the shadowy group–and try not to think about why she left the spying game years ago. She’s slept with dangerous criminals before; she can do it again.

Hugo Martinez is one of South America’s most lethal and wanted men, a legendary mercenary living on a windswept mountain. Even at the height of the war he wasn’t in the habit of taking women captive, but the American whore has seen his face. And he and the orphan boy need a cook. He shouldn’t want this woman, but there’s something so unusual about her…

Meanwhile, Zelda finds herself falling for her captor…but is he the killer she’s been hunting all these years?

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Review:

Wow…wow…WOW. My first book by Carolyn Crane, but definitely not my last!

Behind the Mask didn’t pull me in right away–it took a little bit to really get a feel for the characters and what was going on–but once it took off I felt like it was all I could do to just hold on for the ride! It was gritty and raw and intense, and oh my gosh once I got to know Zelda and Hugo and Paolo (aka “the boy”), I absolutely loved them and didn’t want the book to end.

Except that things were really intense there in the last 15% or so, and I couldn’t bear to stop reading until everyone was out of danger! It was a real catch-22 situation–keep reading and finish the book, or slow it down and prolong everyone’s agony…(and I do mean agony–there’s torture involved, and it made me cringe and wince and gah! Such fabulous writing!)

I took one for the team. Though really, at that point the pages were practically turning themselves; I don’t know that I could have stopped them.

Both Zelda and Hugo (and Paolo, too, really–poor kid) were damaged characters in so many ways. Zelda and Hugo have actual physical scars that are just unreal, but the wounds that have been dealt to their psyche are even worse. Perhaps Hugo’s is the most heartbreaking, since he doesn’t even realize how damaged he is inside until Zelda makes him see it. (That he never realizes that Paolo is still young enough on the inside to want to play? Broke. My. Heart.)

The three of them together? Love. So much!

Behind the Mask is the fourth book in the series, but it worked fine as a standalone. Zelda, co-founder of the Associates, is on her own for most of the book, far removed from her team. A warning, though–you’ll probably find the pace, action, and characters here just as compelling as I did and end up adding books 1-3 to your TBR before you’re even halfway done with this one!

Rating: 4 1/2 stars / A

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.

 

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I am a RITA-winning author of romantic suspense, urban fantasy, and other tales of love and adventure (and erotic & dark romance as NYT bestselling author Annika Martin). My books have been published by Random House and Samhain, and I also go the indie route. I work a straight job as a marketing writer, I love to read in bed and run, I’m passionate about helping animals, and I make my home in Minnesota with my husband and two cats.

 

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