Promo event – THE SINNER’S BARGAIN by Claire Contreras

We’re celebrating the release of The Sinner’s Bargain by Claire Contreras! We have an excerpt and some teasers to entice you, so be sure to let us know what you think!


Author: Claire Contreras
Age group: Adult
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber




Being pulled in different directions, Amara must choose what she wants to believe and whom she’ll trust.


“It’ll be a long flight, so try to get comfortable,” he said.

She turned to look at him, her eyes growing with her response, “How am I supposed to get comfortable?” her look said. She wasn’t sure if he would hear her if she spoke so she hoped the look was enough for him to understand.  Her jaw tightened when his hand brushed against her face as he tapped the button beside her ear that she could press to speak.

“How long is the flight?” she asked.

He gave her a small smile. “Shorter than a commercial flight would have been.”

Amara breathed out, annoyed at his evasive response. “What do you think your boss wants to talk to me about?”

“I guess we’ll find out together.”

Her eyes flashed back to his icy blue gaze. “You really don’t know?”

 “They don’t tell me everything.”

“That makes two of us,” she responded, facing forward again. She rolled her eyes when she heard him chuckle.

“Have you found anything on Colin?”

Amara tensed at that. “Why are you so interested in Colin? He’s just a regular guy. He’s not like you; he’s not involved in weird shit that gets people killed.”

“Maybe so, but it’s always good to have something that somebody wants just in case,” he said with a shrug. Philip reached under his seat and took a green apple out of his bag, offering it to Amara first, which she thought was ironic in a laughable way and annoying at the same time. She merely shook her head.

“You mean for blackmail? That’s why you always want to find out information on people. You might as well just say ‘get my information on this person so I can use it as blackmail.’”

“That’s not really how it works,” he said, taking a bite of the apple. The sound of his chewing was unwelcome in her ear. “I file information, and if later on I need to use it for something, I do. I have what Colin wants most right in front of me, and he knows it. He snuck past me once, but that was only because he had help, and I think Samuel and I have reached a mutual agreement that he fucked up in the matter.”

She looked at him again, but this time he didn’t meet her eyes, he kept his eyes forward, ignoring her. Amara didn’t notice when the helicopter began to leave the ground and was surprised when the voices in her ears told her they were on their way to the capitol. As she turned away from Philip to look out the window she wondered, if anything happened to her, would it all be over? Would the sultan’s people go after her mother, or was Amara the goal? She wasn’t a prize —wasn’t special—she was just a girl in her early twenties who was trying to do the right thing. She wasn’t sure what that was anymore.

“If I hadn’t been stupid enough to take the hit for my dad’s problems, would I still be here?” Her voice was small, the thought escaping her lips before she thought about speaking it.

“Your dad was only the beginning. You made it easier for us to get to you, but no, Amara, the reason for you being here is not that. We would have had to go after you sooner or later. If they had reached you first, you would be dead.” Amara looked at him, begging him to continue. “They would have used you to get what they wanted, and then they would have killed you.”

“Isn’t that what those men will do now, if they find me?”

Philip’s silence answered her.






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Author: Claire Contreras
Age group: Adult
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Najla Qamber


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About the Author:

Claire Contreras graduated with her BA in Psychology from Florida International University. She was born in the Dominican Republic and raised in Miami, Fl, where she currently resides with her husband, two boys, and two American Bulldogs.
Life is short, and it’s more bitter than sweet, so she tries to smile as often as her face allows. She enjoys stories with happy endings, because life is full of way too many unhappy ones.

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Promo event – HAPPENSTANCE 2 by Jamie McGuire

We’re celebrating the release of   Happenstance 2 by New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Jamie McGuire! 
TitleHappenstance 2
Author: Jamie McGuire
Publisher: Jamie McGuire LLC (September 2, 2014)Cover Design: Okay Creations, Sarah Hansen

Erin Easter was now Erin Alderman, because Erin Alderman was dead.In the second installment of this USA Today bestselling series, follow protagonist Erin, a high school senior in tiny Blackwell, Oklahoma. After a terrible accident leaves two classmates dead, Erin learns that she was switched at birth. Shortly after, she moves into the home of her true parents, Sam and Julianne Alderman, transforming Erin over night from pariah of Blackwell High School, to the only child of one of the most affluent couples in town.

Also being pursued by her childhood crush, Weston Gates, the dream she once had is now reality. But when Erin stumbles upon secrets that gives her the answers she’s been searching for, she also finds a truth she never wanted to know.

Author: Jamie McGuire
Publisher: Jamie McGuire LLC (May 9, 2014)
Cover Design: Okay Creations, Sarah HansenPrint Length: 100 pages

ASIN: B00JOPR0ZKGoodreads

#1 New York Times Bestseller Jamie McGuire returns to self-publishing with this page-turning YA account of Erin Easter, one of three Erins in the small senior class of rural Blackwell High School who not only share a first name, but also their birthday. Easter, raised by a neglectful single mom, keeps to herself and admires Weston Gates from afar. The other Erins, Erin “Alder” Alderman and Erin “Sonny” Masterson are the darlings of the community: daughters of the two wealthiest families in town, best friends, cheerleaders, and everything Easter isn’t–and they never let her forget it. Alder has even claimed Weston since the 8th grade.

Weston is a well-liked star athlete, and the son of two prominent attorneys. He struggles daily with the pressures of living up to his family name and secretly empathizes with Easter’s feeling that she belongs somewhere else; in a different life. Not until he begins sneaking nights out with Easter does he gain the courage to buck expectations and acknowledge his feelings … both for his future, and for her.

A shocking tragedy rocks the tiny town, and Easter’s life is turned upside down in the best way possible. But when the truth is revealed and everything she thinks she wanted falls into her lap, life only becomes more complicated.


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About the Author:

Jamie McGuire was born in Tulsa, OK. She attended the Northern Oklahoma College, the University of Central Oklahoma, and Autry Technology Center where she graduated with a degree in Radiography.

Jamie paved the way for the New Adult genre with international bestseller, Beautiful Disaster. Her follow-up novel Walking Disaster debuted at #1 on the New York TimesUSA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists. She has also written apocalyptic thriller Red Hill, a novella titled A Beautiful Wedding, and the Providence series, a young adult paranormal romance trilogy.

Jamie lives on a ranch just outside Enid, OK with husband Jeff and their three children. They share their 30 acres with cattle, six horses, three dogs, and Rooster the cat.

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Promo Event – ONE MORE CHANCE by Abbi Glines

The wait is over! ONE MORE CHANCE is here!
TitleOne More Chance
Author: Abbi Glines
Publisher: Atria Books (September 2, 2014)
Print Length: 272 pages

Grant Carter did everything in his power to convince Harlow Manning that he was a good guy. More than a smooth-talker and someone she could trust. He had to overcome his reputation as a playboy, and his history with Harlow’s half-sister, Nan, a woman with a reputation of her own.

Harlow had taken the chance, falling hard and fast for the guy who thrilled her with his all-consuming desire. After a lifetime of avoiding bad boys like Grant, she had opened herself to the possibilities of love…

But a life-changing secret has torn them apart, and now Grant and Harlow must decide if they have enough fight to make it work – or if the pain of betrayal has permanently destroyed their future.







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Promo Event – TELL ME WHEN by Stina Lindenblatt

Tell Me When by Stina Lindenblatt is on sale for a limited time! Check out the excerpt below and tell us what you think!
Title: Tell Me When (Lost In You #1)
Author: Stina Lindenblatt 
Age: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Carina Press
ISBN 13: 9781426897887



Amber Scott should be enjoying life as a college freshman. She should be pursuing her dream of becoming a veterinarian. She should be working hard to make sense of her precalculus math class.

She shouldn’t be waking up her college roommate with screaming nightmares. She shouldn’t be flashing back, reliving the three weeks of hell she barely survived last year. And she definitely shouldn’t be spending time with sexy player Marcus Reid.

But engineering student Marcus is the only one keeping Amber from failing her math course, so she grudgingly lets him into her life. She never expects the king of hookups will share his painful past. Or that she’ll tell him her secrets in return, opening up and trusting him in a way she thought she’d never be able to again.

When their fragile future together is threatened by a stalker Amber thought was locked away for good, Marcus is determined to protect her. And Amber is determined to protect Marcus…even if that means pushing him away.


I don’t know how long we’ve been chatting when Marcus glances over my shoulder, for a moment lost in thought. He then closes the space between us, so less than a foot separates us. His hand strokes up and down my hip, molding to my body. He lowers his lips to my ear. “If we’re gonna convince everyone you’re off limits, we need to do more than just stand here and talk. Unless you want people thinking I’m your cousin.”

I swallow hard. “What do you have in mind?”

“Maybe this….” He brushes his fingertips against my neck and moves my hair back, exposing my skin. His head drops and his warm lips teasingly caress my neck.

Fortunately if Jordan sees him kissing me, she won’t clue into what’s really going on. She’ll think we’re hooking up after bumping into each other here.

Or at least I hope that’s what she’ll think.

His tongue flicks against the skin he just kissed. I jerk away.

RelaxTrent used to do that all the time and you never freaked out.

“Whoa, Kitten. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not that asshole from the party.”

“I know. It’s just…it’s just….” My voice fades away, drowned out by the music.

“It’s just what?”

I shake my head. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

Encouraged by my response, Marcus leans in and his lips meet mine, softly, sweetly. But he’s not satisfied enough with that. His lips try to pry mine open.

His mouth presses against mine, hurting me, violating me. I want to scream for him to stop. But that’ll make things worse. He always punishes me when I resist.

My body tenses, heart beating loud and fast, breath equally fast and shallow. I squeeze my eyes shut for a second, fighting against the memory.

Marcus pulls away and searches my face. “It’s okay, Kitten. I swear I’m not going to hurt you.” His fingers brush against my cheek. “You’re safe.”

I can tell from his expression he wants to ask who the hell hurt me. I don’t want to tell him. This is my secret.

Be sure to add Let Me Know to your TBR!

Scheduled to release: September 1, 2014
About the Author:
Stina Lindenblatt lives in Western Canada, where she loves to dream up New Adult and Young Adult stories, especially those with romance. She loves to travel, and has lived in England, the US, Canada, and Finland. She has a Master’s of Science degree in exercise physiology and has worked with elite athletes. In her free time, Stina enjoys photography, especially the close-up variety. She is the author of TELL ME WHEN (01/20/14).

Promo event – The Closer to You series by A.L. Jackson

Aleena Moore is content with her life. She has goals and dreams and an easy smile. She also has a secret she holds locked inside.

Jared Holt believes he doesn’t deserve to love or be loved. He destroys everything he touches. Haunted by the mistake that shattered his life, he’s fled from the memory of that pain.

Jared doesn’t know why he’s compelled to return, but finds himself drawn back to the place where it all began. The exact place where it ended. When he runs into his childhood best friend, Aleena’s older brother Christopher, he agrees to share Christopher and Aleena’s apartment while he looks for a place of his own.

Aleena is no longer the little girl Jared remembers from his past and evokes feelings in him he never wanted to feel again. Terrified of destroying her, he fights to keep her away. But her touch is something he can’t resist—the touch that sealed his fate.

Their pasts are intertwined and their futures uncertain. The only truths they know are the secrets they whisper in the night.








Finally, I found the courage to slip my key into the
lock. Quietly, I edged the door open to the darkened room. Muted light bled
from the kitchen. The air inside tasted thick with the unknown.
My heart rate increased as I chanced a step deeper into
the room. I could hear him, the shallow breaths he panted into the room, this
tension that radiated through the enclosed space. For a moment I stilled.
Pictures of us playing as kids ran through my mind, the way he’d wait for me to
catch up then tug at my hair when I finally did. Hurry up, slow poke, before
your brother makes you go home
. The memories of that boy drew me forward.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the faint light. His outline
came into view, this unrecognizable man stretched out across the length of the
couch. Lost in sleep, his bare chest rose and fell, the motion almost labored,
as if he struggled to get his lungs to work. One arm was flung over his face.
He slept in his jeans, his feet extended at the end of the couch. The entirety
of his exposed body was marked, covered in lines and colors and indistinct
I edged forward. An unknown fascination twitched my fingers,
and I fought with the need to feel something familiar in the backdrop of
someone who was so entirely unfamiliar. I held my breath as I closed in on the
couch, inched forward and allowed my gaze to travel along his body.
His eyes popped open, and I gasped as I stumbled back.
He jerked to sitting, eyes wild as they worked to focus
on me. They softened minimally as he took me in, roamed and searched. Even
then, they pinned my back to the wall.
I just stood there, breathless.
When he whispered, his voice pierced something inside of
me. “Aly?”
I was a fool if I ever thought I could let it go.
I blinked and tried to orient myself, forcing myself to
speak. “I’m sorry for waking you.”
He said nothing, just watched me with fiery eyes. I
fidgeted and dropped my face under the intensity of his gaze. Flattening myself
against the wall, I slid further down the hall and fumbled behind me to find my
door knob. I pushed it open and escaped inside because I had no idea what to do
with all the thoughts that tumbled through my mind.
I stood in the middle of my room, staring at the back of
my closed door. A faint glow crawled in from underneath.
Shedding my clothes and damp suit, I pulled on a new
pair of panties, some sleep shorts, and a matching tank. I crawled onto my bed,
flopped on my back, and stared at the ceiling.
My pulse accelerated as I thought of him just on the
other side of my door.
Jared Holt was here.
A whisper of a smile edged my mouth. He was real, no
longer this veiled mystery that I’d hidden away in my heart. He breathed. He

And God, if he wasn’t­ the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

From the New York Times bestselling author of Come to Me Quietly comes a scorching new adult romance in the Closer to You series.

A second chance at life…
A second chance at love…

Jared Holt never thought he deserved either—until he found both in the arms of Aly Moore. Aly has loved Jared for as long as she can remember, and she’s more than ready for the future they’re making together. But Jared can’t help remembering his own family. And he’ll never forgive himself for what happened to them. How can he allow himself the very happiness he once destroyed?

To live a life worthy of Aly, Jared knows he has to stop running and finally put his past to rest. But when he decides to face his demons head on, he encounters more than he bargained for: a dangerous mix of jealousy, lies, and dishonest intentions. When those intentions threaten Aly, Jared loses all control, giving into the rage that earned him his bad boy reputation years before. And he’ll fight to protect her no matter what it costs…even if he destroys himself in the process.






Under his stare, I squirmed, fisted the sheets at my sides.

When he stepped forward, he slowly he came into view. He towered over me. As he approached, my eyes caressed the sharp angles of his face. My attention jumped along the deformed, warped story played out on his chest and down the deep lines cut into his rugged stomach. His hips jutted out above his tight underwear, something so tempting in the way he moved. Sinewy muscle bunched and flexed beneath the color of his strong arms, bristled in the corded strength of his powerful legs.

A tremor rolled through me.

He was indescribable. Devastating.

So hard, every inch of him, callused from the wounds that had marred his life, this terrifying beauty that held me captive, tying me somewhere to the darkest places of his soul.

But his eyes… they were soft. Bright. Filled my own darkness with light.

A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as

well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly,

Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student. She

filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the

difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and,

with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days

writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite

pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.

To stay up to date with important news on A.L. Jackson, including new releases, sales, and

exclusive specials and excerpts, text “jackson” to 96000 to subscribe!







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Promo event – The Regret series by A.L. Jackson

People come into our lives. Some stay, and many go. Some build us up, while most tear us down. They become our friends, our enemies, our lovers, our tormentors.

Christian Davison came into mine, and I knew I’d never be the same.

To Elizabeth Ayers, New York City had always been a dream. She’s worked her entire young life to make it here.

Groomed to one day take over his father’s law firm, attending Columbia University was Christian Davison’s only option.

Neither wanted anything more until they sat across from each other at a café table after being paired as study partners.

Christian wants her, but Elizabeth knows better than to give into their intense attraction. Yet there is little she can do to stay away.

Lost to You, the prequel to the bestselling romance, Take This Regret. A New Adult novella, recommended for readers 17+. It’s unnecessary to have read Take This Regret to enjoy Lost to You.





“So how’s your math class going?” Christian wiped a napkin over his mouth, sat back in his chair with a

satisfied sigh as he pushed his plate away. Completely casual, he appeared to be unaware of the chaos

he created in me.

“Okay, thanks to you.”

A smirk pulled at his mouth. “What would you do without me, Elizabeth?”

“Oh, I don’t know, find another cute boy to help me with math,” I said, anticipating his reaction if I

teased him a little.

For a flash, his eyes narrowed, then a dangerous grin spread across his face. “So I’m just dispensable,

huh? Easily replaced?” He hunched and lowered, pressed his chest into the table to meet me at eye

level, this slow playfulness coming across him. “How about I let you fail next time?”

“Well how about I feed you the wrong answers when we study for our next government test?” I


He faked a disbelieving laugh, a gentle ribbing that twisted its way straight to my heart. He was so cute

like this, like a harmless boy and not the man who made me fearful, not the one who urged me to hold

onto my affections, careful not to let them go.

“You’re going to feed me the wrong answers, huh? You?” he challenged.

The entire meal I’d felt his leg stretched under the table, reaching, giving in to casual brushes, then

receding as if they hadn’t happened.

Now Christian abruptly extended his leg, wove it between my legs, direct and bold. My breath caught. It

was the closest we’d ever come to an embrace.

I averted my gaze, but couldn’t for long because I could feel him staring at me.

His voice dropped. “You, sweet Elizabeth, the most innocent girl I know, is going to feed me the wrong

answers? I bet you’ve never even told a lie.”

Heat flooded my face.

He was taunting me, prodding. Is that what he really thought of me? Innocent? But honestly, I guess I

was. Well maybe not innocent. . .just inexperienced. I had no idea how to play Christian’s games, no idea

of what the girls he surrounded himself with were like, although I could only imagine. It had to be my

greatest disadvantage. Vulnerability oozed from my consciousness, and I shifted in discomfort.

Christian could devour me whole.

His expression shifted as he edged even closer, his voice a whisper, “Just how innocent are you,


There are some mistakes we make that we will regret for the rest of our lives. For Christian Davison, it was the day he betrayed Elizabeth Ayers. For five years, Christian has regretted the day he walked away from his family and will do anything to win them back. Can Elizabeth forgive someone who has committed the unforgivable? Or are there some wounds that go so deep they can never heal?





Christian froze when he realized he was too late; he’d
done too much harm. He stood silently and watched the man who was only supposed
to be her friend sit in the spot where he should have been. He watched Matthew
adoring the girl who deserved every touch and embrace, the girl who deserved a
man better than he knew himself to be. She deserved a man like Matthew who had
stepped up and filled the place Christian should never have stepped away from.
He allowed the pain to well up in his chest, and he said
a silent goodbye to the girl he would always love. He stepped back and let the
door close between them. As he escaped down the hall, he trained his attention
on the floor, not allowing himself to look through the large glass window where
he knew his child slept. He knew if he saw, he would never be able to walk
was taken care of and happy, and for once, Christian would do something that he
wasn’t doing for himself.


After all, it was for the best. 

If Forever Comes, the final chapter in the New York Times Bestselling The Regret Series

Christian Davison’s life is complete. With a ring on Elizabeth’s finger and his daughter at his side, he’s ready to run headlong into their future.

Elizabeth Ayers never believed she would again find this kind of joy—the joy of a family and the wholeness found in the touch of the man she’s always loved.

Their love is intense and their passion only grows as they set out to rediscover each other.

But life is never easy.

Rocked by the unforeseen, Christian and Elizabeth will find themselves fighting for the one thing they hold most important—family.






I pushed her up against the window. Elizabeth grunted. She
sagged against the expansive sheet of glass, the perfect lines of her body
silhouetted against the backdrop of the city that seemed to echo my past, the
memories so thick, they seemed almost alive.
I took a step back and let my eyes wander over the one who
inhabited them all.
Gradually the lines of that beautiful face came into
focus, and for a moment, my gaze got lost in the amber warmth of her soft brown
eyes. Devotion pumped steadily through my veins. I loved her. Loved her with
everything, with my life, with my soul.
And I was going to spend my entire life proving it to her.
My actions were slow and deliberate as I knelt down in
front of her, watching the way her lips parted when I did. I slipped my hands
under the hem of her dress, ran them up the softness of her thighs and around
to cup her perfect, round bottom, my fingers brushing lace and satin. Her dress
was all bunched up on my forearms as I hiked it around her hips. The long
length of her toned legs were exposed as she stood there trembling in her
“You have the sweetest ass, Elizabeth,” I whispered as I
burrowed my fingers into the delicate flesh. There was no stopping the
overwhelming rush of need that burned through my system when I touched her this
way. Flames licked at my skin and pulsed heat into my veins.
Every single inch of my body hardened.
“You always have,” I said as I stared up at her. “Do you
know that? The first time I saw you ten years ago in that little cafe, all I
could think about was finding out what you had hidden underneath your clothes.
And it’s perfection, Elizabeth. Every inch of you is perfection.”
Elizabeth watched down on me with dark, hungry eyes.
Deliberately my hand slid around to her front. My tongue darted out to wet my
lips as I nudged her legs farther apart. I ran my knuckles over the scrap of
dampened lace between her thighs.
Vibrations shook her, and she grasped my shoulders for
support. “Christian,” pushed from her lungs in a quiet plea, her fingers
desperate as they curled in my shirt.
My name on her tongue sounded like heaven.
I suppressed a pained groan and let my hands trail back
down her legs to the top of her boots. I sat back a little, one knee on the
floor and the other bent with my foot planted in front of me. I brought her
foot up to rest on my knee. “I want you to remember this night, Elizabeth.”
Slowly I dragged the zipper down the inside of her leg to her ankle. The
distinct sound infiltrating the hush of the room slammed me with a shot of
lust, curled as the tightest knot in the pit of my stomach. I had to will
myself to keep it under control, to go slow, because I wanted to savor this night.
“I want you to forever remember the first time I make love to you in the city
where we started all those years ago.”



A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost
to You, as well asother contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly, Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.
She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.
She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional
outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.
Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest
friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel.  A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.

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