Thursday, September 26, 2013

Release Day Blitz: Giveaway: Excerpt: Lily of the Valley (Flowering, #1.5) by Sarah Daltry

Title: Lily of the Valley (Flowering, #1.5)
Author: Sarah Daltry
18+ New Adult romance

You met them in Forget Me Not. Now, hear Jack’s story.
Plagued by a dark past, Jack sees college as a way out. Desperate to escape the area where he grew up, the people who know his secrets, and his own family, he deals with his problems through alcohol and sex.
When he first sees Lily, she’s the epitome of everything he hates. Yet something about her makes Jack rethink everything he knows and assumes about other people. Now, with the help of his best friend and lover, Jack has to decide if he wants to pursue something that he knows will only end badly.
Can Lily be one of the few people who can see Jack for who he really is – or will his darkness be too much for her to handle?
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Sarah Daltry writes erotica and romance that ranges from sweet to steamy. She moves around a lot and has trouble committing to things. Lily of the Valley is her third full length novel, although she also has several story collections and two novellas available. Her other novels are Forget Me Not, the story that tells Lily’s version of events, and Bitter Fruits, which was available shortly, but is now in the contract phase with a major publisher. When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.

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At work, though, the people are real. Both the customers and the staff. During the busy times, we get more douchebags, mostly my classmates who probably should be in the library and not eating a hangover away. Mal is also on this morning. He’s a recovering alcoholic, a total asshole to nearly everyone, and an incredibly shitty employee in a lot of ways. But the dude can cook and when I walk in a couple minutes late with no explanation, Mal just shrugs and hands me an order.
“Big parties last night?”
“Huge party. I spent the night reading Dostoevsky.”
“He a scientist?” Mal flips over the largest slab of ham I have ever seen. For all the sort of dive element of this place, the food is still fucking great.
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Eh. Never cared for all that mumbo jumbo. Don’t know any of it and I’m doing just fine.”
That’s something else I admire about Mal. By no one’s standards is he doing just fine. He has a tendency to fall off the wagon as soon as he approaches his ten month anniversary – which he has been doing for likely longer than I have been alive. He’s been married and divorced five times. He has three kids who don’t speak to him. Finally, he only eats the food from the café and he lives in a motel out by the prison. Oh – and he works as a short order cook in a shitty café. But in his mind, life is just fine. Sometimes, I think I need to get a hold of whatever it is that keeps him from losing his shit.
We settle into our routine, since there is little Mal and I can talk about. I can’t discuss Raskolnikov’s character traits and Mal simply has nothing to say. So we cook in silence, but it’s comfortable. After everything I have been through, I feel a strange affinity for this place. Even thinking about leaving when I eventually get the hell out of town makes me a little sad. I hate that it makes me sad. I want to leave with no connections, with no strings.
I go to stick an order on the counter for Liz when I see her. Strawberries. She’s with some dude, who is basically what I pictured when she mentioned her boyfriend. Broad, tan, blond, and eating like a fucking pig. I don’t know what they’re talking about and I can’t see her face, but he loves her. It’s immediately recognizable and I hate him for it. I don’t even know why I hate him for it, since at least maybe he’s not as much of a dick as I would have expected. If we had been placing bets, I would have gone with the safe assumption he had something else on the side to make up for having such a sweet and pure girlfriend. I wonder if maybe she isn’t as innocent as she looks. The thought makes me horny again. I don’t get what is so damn attractive about this typical girl, but something makes me want to taste every inch of her skin.

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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Tour: Guest Post: Sweet Escape (Sweet, 2) by Bailey Ardisone

Title: Sweet Escape (Sweet, 2)
Author: Bailey Ardisone
Genre: New Adult Fantasy
Tour Host: Lady Amber's Tours

Synopsis -

Sometimes the hardest war to fight is the one raging within yourself…

Life will never be the same for Nariella Woodlinn. Just when she thought she had it all figured out, her world comes crumbling down around her-yet again. With no idea who she is or even where she came from, how can she save herself?
She once thought her biggest problems were the ones brought on by the mysterious man she refused to fall in love with—Mycah. But she quickly discovers none of that compares to what she is about to encounter next.
This time, it isn’t because of who Mycah is.
This time, it’s because of who she is.
Naminé risked everything to save her people. Her goal was to bring their only hope back to their Kingdom. As the war rages on around her, Naminé gets thrown into the lion’s den—the false King’s chambers. Can she fool a King who can’t be deceived on his playing field? Forced to do his bidding, can she prevent the downfall of the only hope she worked so hard to bring home? Will she be able to escape with her life and mind intact?

With everyone’s world falling apart and deceit around every corner…can any of them truly Escape?

Author Bio -

Bailey Ardisone was born and raised outside of Chicago, Illinois. She married the love of her life and spends her days submerged in books, movies, music, or art, and loves traveling. Fantasy books and movies have been a huge part of her life, and she is desperately obsessed with Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Her sister contributed some of the writing in Sweet Oblivion and Sweet Escape

I pushed him back against the wall by his taut chest, never disconnecting my lips from his, and kissed him like I was starving for this one thing. Starving for him.
And I so was.
I couldn’t breathe, and I didn’t care. There was nothing else in this world but him and me, and I soaked it up like a dry sponge. He nipped my lip at the same time his hand savored the bare skin at the small of my back under my shirt.
It sent a rush of blood to every nook and corner of my body, giving me a euphoric high. I pressed myself further against him, but it wasn’t enough.
And I knew he felt the same when he slid his hands over my backside down to the inside of my thighs, picking me up off the ground. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and let him lay me down along the cold, hard rock below.
 I wanted him. So badly, I wanted him. Desire pooled in my gut, just for him. And I could feel he wanted me just as badly. I grinned against his hot lips and suppressed a giggle—knowing the others were just an earshot away.

Bailey Ardisone is here for a guest post. Take it away Bailey! Glad to have you here today!

·         A Day in the Life of Bailey Ardisone
Care to know what a normal day is like in my world? Well, I am here to tell you that it is far from fancy. I work a full-time job in addition to being the sole caretaker of the house and pets. Yes, I am married, but my husband refuses to do any of that stuff. ;) So, this is how my day goes. I wake up at 9:30am to start my job. My dog, Nilla, who likes to sleep squished next to me, leaps off the bed and shakes like a crazy person, and waits by the sliding back door. I let her out so she can do her "thang." Coffee is a must, and I love my Keurig machine, so I stick my favorite mug under it, pop in my favorite Hazelnut cream coffee, and wait. While it is brewing, I open my fridge and immediately my three bunnies get excited because they know their morning carrots are on the way. Zero, Padmé, and Ollie, dance around and stand on their back legs in eager anticipation as I draw closer, breaking the carrots in half. They each get one. I do not keep them in cages, but rather they have a large penned in space in the kitchen that they call home. By this time, my coffee is done, so I grab my two favorite creamers - French Vanilla and Coldstone Sweet Cream. Yum! Nilla is barking at the door now, so I let her in. Then, I dial into any conference calls I have scheduled that day, or do whatever work that needs done, and by the way - I have SoapNet channel playing in the background all day, which consists of Beverly Hills, 90210 and One Tree Hill reruns. Once 6:00pm rolls around, I am officially done with work. I try and get some food, because let's face it, I did not have time to eat much all day (I know, I know, so unhealthy). My husband and I usually always eat dinner together if he is home, but sometimes he is working at this time (he works evenings). Otherwise, we would have had a late lunch together. Around this time, I either clean, do laundry, or write. If I am writing, I turn on my favorite music and get to it until the wee hours of the night. We stay up very late, because my husband gets home late. But always, every night before bed, I feed and water the bunnies, and my dog. Yup, I do it before bed, because that is when their food bowls are empty. I get ready for bed, get in that bed, and then dream of my next scenes to write, before it all starts over again the next day. :)
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