COVER REVEAL: Finding Bliss by BJ Harvey

Title: Finding Bliss

Series: Bliss #4

Author: BJ Harvey

Release Date: June 16, 2015

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The End of an Era

They call me the walking dildo.

Gratifying? Yes.

Something my mother would be proud of? Hell no!

Watching my best friend and my old friend-with-benefits blissfully walk down the aisle has just reiterated the fact that I’m thirty and perpetually single.

I thought I’d found the woman I wanted to spend my life with, you have to open your eyes to realize that it’s never gonna happen.

Funny how meeting the right person can finally make you see sense.

My name is Noah Taylor: kickass trauma surgeon, closet idealist, wishful thinker, and all round cocky asshole, and this is the year my life will change for the better.

*Disclaimer: This book features hot sex, filthy language, misuse of on-call rooms and the overdue redemption of the fake orgasm*

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“I'm not someone you can go ‘wham, bam, thank you ma'am’ with. That's not my style and if that's what you're looking for, then I'm not who you want. I'm a relationship girl, Noah. Always have been and always will be.” I square my shoulders, not daring to look away from him. It’s as if we’re kids having a staring contest, except we’re not kids, and the stakes are far higher than trying to win the last cookie left in the jar. No, the stakes are much, much higher and we both know it.

He looks away first, staring out the window behind me as he bites the side of his lip, mulling over something. "You don't know me."

"No I don't, Noah. I know of you… but then there’s the fact we shared the best kiss of my entire life together." An uneasy silence stretches between us. His eyes meet mine again and I'm struck with just how much depth there is there. This is a side of Noah that very few people see.  

"God, I wish I remembered that kiss," he murmurs, his voice desperate, longing as he drops his eyes to the floor.

"I wish you did, too." My voice is laced with regret. After what feels like forever he snaps his head up, seemingly reaching a decision. Pinning me with an intense stare, he starts moving forward.

"I just need a chance. Let me get to know you. Let me show you the real me."

"Friends, Noah. That's all I can do right now." A slow, almost knowing smile ghosts across his lips.

"Friends,” he says, as if he’s testing the word. "I can do that ... to start with anyway." He steps closer until our bodies are almost touching and it’s impossible to ignore the heat now radiating between us. "I'm going to show you the real me. I'm not just a cocky asshole with a black book the size of Chicago."

My chest tightens at the thought that a) he would know that many people and b) have slept with that many women. If I was in that black book I’d wanna dip myself in bleach before taking a cocktail of every antibiotic available.

"I want you to like what you see . . ."

"I—" My protest is stopped by his index finger pressing against my lips. It takes everything in me not to just reach out my tongue to taste it.

 

"I want you to want to know me. But I need you to know . . ." His warm breath caresses my skin as he leans his face closer to mine. My breathing is so erratic it's a wonder I haven’t passed out, something I almost do when his lips gently suck on the skin beneath my ear before he whispers so softly, I almost think I’m hearing things. But as his deliciously potent words sink in, I realize there is no way I’ve misheard him.
  
"I'm going to make you fall in love with me. And I’m not gonna stop until you do."

 Author Bio

BJ Harvey is the International Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She writes contemporary romance, romantic comedy, and romantic suspense.

An avid music fan, you will always find her with headphones on while writing, and the speakers blaring the rest of the time. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and when she’s not writing – she’s reading.

BJ resides with her family in what she considers the best country in the world—New Zealand. She describes her writing as a little swoon, a lot of heat, a bit of drama and a whole lot of love.

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Jasmine Jennings is running from her past, something she never wants to deal with again. Starting out fresh in a new city, life is finally looking up.

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One tragic night, Knox’s future was ripped away. His body and soul crave revenge from the man who took everything away from him, but when Jasmine crashes into Knox’s muddled life, he’s torn. What is he supposed to do about falling for the girl who was to be part of his plan for retaliation? When all secrets are revealed can they move forward without the past destroying any hopes of having a future?

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Layla Del Luca has the weight of the world on her shoulders. With a full course load, a boyfriend, a sister to take care of, and an alcoholic mother, she needs to regain control of her life. Her job at Fierce is priority number one. But a complication she didn’t expect looms behind the eyes of Eli, her handsome new boss.

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USA TODAY bestselling author Megan Smith is a New Jersey native who creates the memorable characters her fans have grown to adore.

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Austin Harris wanted two things in life. His band, Silver Knight, to reach success and his girlfriend, Amber West, by his side when it did. Amber wanted one thing in life; Austin. Sounded simple, right? Wrong.

When Silver Knight got its chance to tour, Austin and Amber had no idea how quickly their lives would change. Caught up in the pursuit of stardom, the pressures of his new life tested their trust and bent their relationship in ways they never imagined. With Austin on the road and Amber left behind, it didn’t take long for temptation to surface, jealousy to form and promises to be broken.

But Austin is determined to have it all as he promises Amber the life they always dreamed of. But eventually, the long distance breaks them. And him. Years later, Austin and Amber’s paths cross again. Fresh from rehab, Austin’s prepared more than ever to reclaim the life he was meant to live and this includes a life with Amber.

Soon they find themselves battling between following the love that’s still in their hearts and the repeated failures of a life together.

Will the lingering blame and doubt from years of broken promises be enough to break them once and for all?

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The nervous flutter that has taken residence in my stomach turns into a raging swarm of motion as I sit in my car and reread Austin’s text. I've tortured myself, reading his vague words at least a hundred times since first receiving them two days ago. I haven't heard from him in weeks and I miss him. I don't want to, but I do.

I fell in love with Austin Harris in the tenth grade. He’s the love of my life, I know that, but we can’t be together. We’ve proven that repeatedly. Regardless, life continues to carve a path back to one another. It's like a sick experiment by a higher power to see how many times a heart can break until it just stops beating.

A shiver vibrates through my body when I open my car door to step onto the busy sidewalk. I’d like to think it’s the chill of another fall day in New York, but I know it’s not. It’s my nerves causing the tremble in my steps. As my unsteady feet take me further from the safety of my car, my stomach threatens its upheaval and I swallow hard.

“One foot in front of the other. Breathe, Amber,” I mumble to myself like a crazy person as I walk the two blocks to the community center.

When my company transferred me from St. Louis to New York just two months ago, I never dreamed our paths would cross the same week. I’d spent the first month in New York living with my best friend, Kelly. When Austin was released from rehab, he became her second houseguest since he’s best friends with her husband, Kyle.

During those short two weeks when we both lived under one roof, I made sure my job kept me busy and out of their house for long hours each day. I avoided him, at least in person, but never in thought.

He’s always with me, regardless of distance and time.

I’m powerless and I know it.

I glance up to the bold black numbers above the glass door, checking the address once more. With a deep breath, I step inside the dingy hall of the community center. Worn black and white linoleum square tiles color the floor in a checkerboard pattern while billboards litter the walls. My gaze is drawn to the different sized colored flyers that hang from the cork with equally bright colored thumbtacks. They advertise everything from trade schools to substance abuse meetings.

“Can I help you?” an older man asks, slowing his pace as he rounds the corner.

“I-I have a friend who has asked me to come here today,” I stutter, not really knowing why I’m here, only that Austin’s text said it was important to him.

The man’s chocolate eyes soften as his smile claims his face. “Ah, yes. Come this way. I’ll show you.” He turns and leads the way down the hall. I follow him silently, no less nervous than I was when walking in.

“Right in here. We should begin in just a couple of minutes.” He motions toward the open door.

“Thank you.” I offer a meek smile before stepping over the threshold.

Several sets of unfamiliar eyes land on me as I narrow my sights on an open area in the front corner of the room. I keep my head down, avoiding eye contact with those in the room, trying to hide my unease as I step carefully between the rows of metal chairs and settle into the last seat near the wall. I focus on the one lonely plastic chair sitting front and center of the small makeshift stage and concentrate on breathing, trying to forget the buzzing nervousness that has taken control of my stomach.

A large, African American man dressed in all black draws my attention as he finds a seat across the room. I’d recognize Dave Smith anywhere. He’s hard to forget at six foot eight and all muscle. Last I knew, he was a bodyguard for Ashton Harris, Austin’s older brother and lead guitarist to Silver Knight.

Silver Knight wasn’t Ashton’s dream; it was Austin’s. He and Kyle started it when we were in high school. Ashton only stepped in when Austin was sent to rehab and the label threatened to cut Silver Knight weeks before their first tour. He saved the band for Austin and the others, but it was never supposed to be his forever. Austin was to return when he beat his addiction, only that day hasn’t come.

My breath catches and my heart stutters as Ashton and his girlfriend, Meagan, walk in and take seats in the back row. I’m certain he blames me for Austin’s addiction and wouldn’t be happy if he knew I was here, but I have a hard time pulling my eyes away. With the exception of a little size—and a whole lot of confidence—he and Austin look identical. Ashton commands the room’s attention when he enters and makes no apologies for it. Austin doesn’t possess that quality now because his addiction took it—or maybe it was rehab. He turns heads for his good looks, but that attention comes from women. Even straight men notice Ashton.

The same man who showed me the room walks up the center aisle, steps onto the small platform, and clears his throat. “Thank you for coming, ladies and gentlemen. Most of you know how this works, but I see a few new faces, so I’ll explain briefly. This is a no judge zone. What is said in this room is not to be taken for granted. The words spoken by anyone who wishes to speak are the feelings, the regrets, and the hopes of the individual speaking them. We will be respectful of those words at all times. We don’t follow scripts or take assigned turns. If you want to speak and the floor is open, you take it. If you don’t want to speak, you don’t have to. With that, I’ll open the floor.”

Austin appears out of nowhere, stepping up on the stage and sliding onto the lone chair. His dark brown hair is longer than the buzzed cut he’d sported directly after rehab. His leg begins bouncing up and down; this is the first time I can recall him nervous on a stage. He leans forward and rests his elbows on his thighs as he studies the floor. Lifting his focus, he looks toward the back and I know without following his line of sight that he’s looking at Ashton. He takes a deep breath with a long exhale before he speaks.

“I didn’t have anything growing up, but I never recognized that because of my older brother. He provided love, support, an ass beating every now and then.” Austin laughs lightly. “I had great friends. No, I have great friends,” he corrects. “We had dreams of being the best rock band in the world and we were on our way. I was on my way until I thought I was unbeatable. My life was on the fast track and there was no stopping me.” He pauses, taking his attention from the back of the room and landing it directly on me.

“I had the love of my life by my side, a bright career ahead of me and lots of money being pushed my way. There was nothing I couldn’t conquer, until the most important piece of my perfect world stepped out of it. I couldn’t cope without her, so to soothe myself I drank and drank, until that wasn’t enough. Eventually, I added drugs to my cocktail. I took them by any means to feel the high. Swallowing them, snorting them, injecting them … I stopped at nothing to stop the pain of losing her.”

His eyes hold mine captive until I can no longer focus through my tears. I look down, not wanting him to see my carefully constructed walls crumbling. Those walls protect me from Austin; I need them. And more importantly, I need him to think they exist.

“I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to clean up my life during that dark period, but I was powerless. The once unbeatable kid from the ghetto of St. Louis was beaten by it all. My brother swooped to my rescue, and to the rescue of my friends. He gave up his dreams for mine and for theirs. I vowed to him and all of them that I would get clean, and I did, but I didn’t stay that way. And again, I got clean and didn’t stay that way. Letting down my brother, my friends, losing the only woman I’ve ever loved and coming close to death by way of overdose … none of it rattled me enough to stay straight.”

His pause causes me to look up again. His gaze is on the ominous-looking Dave. Tears spill when I close my eyes, holding them shut briefly, saying a silent thank you to Dave for saving Austin’s life from overdose.

“My brother is still rescuing me, but he’s changed and I can’t help but think it’s because of the love of the incredible woman he has by his side. Together they’ve inspired me to want to be better, to give back for all the wrongs I’ve done. Recently he allowed me to step into what my former life would have been and let me tell you, it was a hell of a lot sweeter than anything I lived while high. I plan on renewing my promise to him and to my friends because even if I can’t live that life with them, another door will open. And I know there is something just as good waiting for me there.”

Austin stands from the chair and within a few long steps, he’s down the center walkway and in his brother’s open arms. Their quiet, inaudible mumbles fill the room before walking out. Dave’s large body rises from his seat, his expression is strained with tension, visibly choked up by Austin’s comments and exits the room.

I stay in my seat, stunned motionless by his words. I replay them on repeat and one thing stands out that I hadn’t heard before.

Regret.

Deep regret.

About Lynn Rider

Lynn Rider lives in the south with her husband, two kids, two dogs, two fish and much to her dismay, three cats. She loves hanging out with friends, reading and a good glass of wine.

When she’s not spending time with her family and friends, she can be found sitting in a quiet corner or locked away with her laptop bringing life to the characters in her head.

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COVER REVEAL: Hide Your Crazy (Like A Lady: Book 2) by S.J. Sawyer

 

 Release Date: May 4, 2015

 

Hide Your Crazy is the second part of the Like A Lady serial. Please read Big Girl Panties first, as this cannot be read as a stand alone.

 After leaving her lying, cheating, no good fiance at the church, Scarlett Lynn Summers, aka Red, had no idea the adventures that were in store for her. Fate landed her in the back of Mason Pierce’s Chevy truck, but where else will it take her? With her adventurous best friend, Mary Lou, by her side, only one thing is for certain…she’ll never be bored.

 

 

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After ditching her cheating, no-good lying, jerk of a fiance at the doors to the alter, Scarlett Lynn Summers aka Red is lost...but not for too long. Thanks to her spunky best friend, she won't stay under her covers hiding for long. Barging in with guns a blazin and curses a flyin, Mary Lou drags Red out for a weekend worth of adventures that just might be more than she bargains for.

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S.J. Sawyer is a twenty-something Okie girl who is mom to three, four if you count her husband! She is a full time author/photographer who enjoys making teasers to avoid working. She graduated from SOSU with a  Bachelor’s degree in English Lit and a minor in Sociology. SJ is an avid reader, obviously, life long writer, and enjoys Happily Ever Afters above all else (though, the struggle to get there is good, too!)

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His eyes narrowed as he assessed her face, her shoulders, her hands. “It does take a high degree of trust to let someone bind you and suspend you. Maybe that’s why I enjoy doing it so much.”

The mere thought brought on the shivers. She felt her head shaking a no even as she tried for a light tone. “I suppose the sex part is a side bennie?”

He didn’t answer but a smile lightened his face.

This Dom could get females anywhere he went. The knowledge made her feel even more unsure of herself. She shoved aside the dismal attitude. She was pretty and smart and nice, with a good figure. Educated. Held a job. She wouldn’t let herself feel unworthy because her “date” for the night was past scorching on the hotness scale.

Relationships got corrupted when one party didn’t feel worthy. He—or she—would denigrate the other to feel better, to assure himself that no one else would want his significant other. She’d seen it often enough. One poor person—usually the wife—ended up feeling like dog meat because her beloved cut her down all the time.

Or, in Gin’s case, she’d work her ass off to prove she was worthy.

“Interesting thoughts going through your head.” Atticus drew her attention back with a touch on her cheek.

“Uh, no. Not really.” Under his level gaze, she blurted out, “I was reassuring myself I wasn’t dog meat.”

His stare of surprise made her laugh.

She might as well say it. “You’re very hot, Detective Ware. I feel outclassed.”

“Thank you.” His grin could stop traffic—especially if the drivers were female. “But, you’re off base. There isn’t an unattached person in this place who doesn’t envy me.” He stroked her hair for a second. “You’re beautiful, magnolia, but a Dom wants more than merely physical attractions. You have kindness, intelligence, and an unexpected sense of humor.” He bent and his lips against her ear whispered, “And your willing surrender has a beauty I can’t explain.”

His words left her breathless. “But…”

“Or did you want to know that any Dom here would enjoy bending you over a hay bale.”

 “Don’t be crude.” She considered thumping him and decided against it.

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Detective Atticus Ware gave up his beloved Idaho to start again in the mountains of California, close to his imprisoned brother. He has a rewarding job and friends, but the experienced Dominant wants more than the Do-Me submissives who flock around him. He needs a woman who will give her heart as well as her body. 

Virginia, “Gin,” is damn good at her challenging career as a prison psychologist. However, one problem inmate is mired in misery and unable to overcome his guilt at causing a friend’s death. 

To clear her mind, she joins a friend’s kinky backpacking excursion, planning to hide in her tent during the evening BDSM pursuits. But Atticus lures her into the activities. She’s read about BDSM, but submission under the hands of a powerful Dom is beyond anything she’d imagined. She doesn’t trust men, doesn’t want a relationship, and yet…wants more from him. 

Finally, Atticus has found the woman he wants in his life. In his bed. In his cuffs. But she’s not only his brother’s therapist, but also works in a prison. How can he tolerate his woman walking into danger every single blasted day? 

Gin knows she has no future with Atticus Ware, but still, hope is rising in her heart.

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Having to wear glasses in elementary school can scar a person for life. Dubbed a nerd at an early age, Cherise Sinclair has been trying to live up to the stereotype ever since. And what better way than being an author? 

Known for writing deeply emotional stories, the USA Today Bestselling Author has penned sixteen erotic romance novels, most with a BDSM theme. (Please do not mention the phrase mommy porn in her presence.) Her awards range from a National Leather Award to a Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice nomination to a GoodReads BDSM group award for best author of the year. Called an “ascendant erotica queen” by Rolling Stone Magazine, Cherise spends her days writing, supervised by a sadistic calico cat.

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RELEASE BLITZ: Caged by Madison Collins

   

Rising stars in the cage fighting circuit, Cage and Tripp Garrett are as close as two brothers can be. Fiercely competitive and smoldering with intensity, neither has ever lost a fight. Until they face their toughest opponent yet: Lily.

They both want her. But neither can have her. Lily is as off-limits as they come. They make a pact that the tough-as-nails daughter of their trainer will never come between them. Until one of them begins to fall in love. Then all is fair in love and war. Caged is a sexy, fast-paced love story with a punch. Warning: Contains adult language and sexual content.

I toss my arms above my head and rock my hips to the movement. Warm hands wrap around my waist. I smile and look over my shoulder. It’s Tripp. He starts to grind with me, and I shake my ass against his pelvis. I can feel the hard erection in his pants and it sends a shiver up my spine. He’s huge, and I already know how ripped he is from all the time he spends shirtless at the gym. I’ll never be able to get these panties clean again. Cage slides into the space in front of me. My throat tightens and I lose my breath. I’m in the middle of a hot man sandwich. Cage’s hands skim over my sides and come to rest at my lower back, a fraction away from my ass. He’s so tall, I feel tiny and I have to crane my neck just to look up at him. Dark, hungry eyes are reflected back down at me. He’s still giving off that intense vibe, but at least he’s here with me. I wouldn’t want to dance with just Tripp. Tripp continues grinding behind me, and Cage grips my hips from the font. I’ve never danced with two guys at once like this before. My breasts press against the hard planes of Cage’s chest. He must be able to feel how hard my nipples are, just like I can feel the hot, heavy erections both men are sporting. It makes me want things I know I can’t have.

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