Monday, February 28, 2022

The Temptation of Dirty Secrets by Holly Renee Blog Tour



 We became a secret that neither of us could keep.

A devastating secret that would destroy everything.

 

The Temptation of Dirty Secrets, the highly-anticipated conclusion to The Seduction of Pretty Lies Duet from bestselling author Holly Renee is available now!


 


Captivating. Vulnerable. Agonizing. Seductive. Frankie Clermont was supposed to be like a sister to me for as long as I’d known her.

 

But no one knew the depths of our lies.

 

I had been in love with her before… before everything changed what we could be.

 

Undeniably connected and effortlessly infatuated, the two of us had remained each other’s weaknesses through everything.

 

I couldn’t afford to allow her to be my weakness anymore. I was in love with someone else. I was engaged.

 

But it didn’t matter how much time had passed, the moment I saw her again, I knew I would never escape her.

 

I never should have touched her again. Whispering her name in the dark was a mistake.

 

She was still everything I wanted and nothing I should have had.

 

We became a secret that neither of us could keep.

A devastating secret that would destroy everything.

 

 

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Excerpt from The Seduction of Pretty Lies, Book One

 

Prologue

Olly

 

Two Years Earlier

 

God, she was so pretty. 

I clenched my hand at my side to avoid reaching out and touching her. 

She was also too young for me and she was my best friend’s little sister, but neither of those things seemed to matter when I was looking at her. 

I was always looking at her, but she was looking at him. 

Lucas grinned at her from across the table, and a soft blush bloomed across her cheeks. He was one of my best friends too, but I wanted to kill him when he looked at her like that. My stomach hardened as I watched them. I knew I didn’t have the right. She wasn’t mine, but for some reason, she felt like it. 

She had felt like it for far longer than I liked to admit. 

“What are you up to today, Frankie?” 

She pulled her attention away from Lucas long enough to look over at me. “Not a whole lot. I thought I might go for a swim before the party tonight. You’re going, right?” 

“Yeah.” I nodded. “I’ll be there.” 

“Good.” She smiled at me as she leaned against her hand. “What about you, Lucas? Are you going to be there?” 

I clenched my teeth as I waited for his response. He always treated Frankie as if she wasn’t important. He treated her like she wasn’t the most important person in the room even though she looked at him like he was the most crucial thing in her life. 

“Of course.” He rubbed his hands together as he talked, but he was barely looking at her. “I need to get fucked up or laid tonight.” 

Frankie’s shoulder slumped the smallest bit, and she looked away before either of us could see her face. 

A face I knew she was attempting to school to hide her hurt. 

“Real classy, Lucas.” I rolled my eyes because even though I had been friends with Lucas for what felt like forever, I still didn’t see what Frankie saw in him. I was beginning to wonder why I was friends with him at all. “Come on, Frankie. Let’s go hit the beach before the party.”

 

“Okay.” She nodded and stood from her seat. “Let me grab my suit.” 

As soon as she left the kitchen, Lucas leaned back in his chair and chuckled. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I glared at him. 

“What’s wrong with you?” He laughed harder. “You look like a lovesick puppy over Beck’s little sister when you can get any pussy you want in the entire school. Don’t let a piece of ass make you look so pathetic.” 

“Don’t fucking talk about her like that.” My pulse was racing as I clenched my fists at my sides. “You have no idea…” 

“What are you assholes talking about?” Beck interrupted us as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple off the island. 

“Trying to get Olly laid.” Lucas smirked, and my fingers tingled with the urge to knock it off his face. 

“It’s about damn time.” Beck wrapped an arm over my shoulder and laughed. “You’ve been a little tense.” 

“Fuck you both.” I shrugged Beck off me just as Frankie came back around the corner. She was wearing a simple black bikini, but I couldn’t look away. 

“Hey, you ready?” She held a towel against her stomach, and I watched as her eyes flashed over to Lucas before looking back at me. 

“Yeah. Let’s go.” I opened the back door and waited for her to walk through. This was Frankie’s house, but I felt like I knew it as well as my own. I practically lived here most days. Frankie walked in front of me, and I stared at the soft slope of her back as she pushed through the back gate and out onto the sand. 

 

 

 

 

 

About Holly

I’m Holly Renee, a small-town east Tennessee girl who is obsessed with all things romance. I love bringing flawed, sassy, and real characters to life in a way that makes you feel like you’ve been best friends with them for years. No two Holly Renee books are the same, but if you love real, relatable, fun female characters and swoon-worthy heroes, I’m your girl.

When I’m not writing or reading, you can find me momming so hard, being disgustingly in love with my husband, or chilling in the middle of a lake with my sunglasses and a float. #lakelife

I have a 2-year-old adorable little man who is as wild and sweet as they come and a baby girl on the way. 

 

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The Difference Between Somehow and Someway by Aly Martinez Blog Tour



 “Mind blowing!”—Goodreads 

 

The Difference Between Somehow and Someway, the jaw-dropping, sexy and intense second book in The Difference Trilogy from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez is now live!



 

The world gave me everything.

 

After surviving a plane crash, I was lucky to be alive. It was a harsh truth, but one that changed my perspective on how fragile life could be.

 

So when a fellow survivor caught my eye, I owed it to myself to take a chance and follow my heart.

 

Bowen Michaels was guarded and broody, but I saw through his well-formed armor. Much like me, he was broken and lost, but together we found our way through the darkness.

 

For a brief moment, wrapped in his arms, it felt like maybe he was right about fate and we’d been destined to find each other all along.

 

But when buried secrets of the past erupt, igniting us both, it was hard to believe we’d been fated for anything other than failure.

 

The world gave me everything.

And then it took it all away.

 

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The Difference Between Someday and Forever

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Excerpt from The Difference between Somebody and Someone

Book 1

 

 

“Sorry, is my mood killing your buzz?” I asked.

Her blue eyes sparkled in the glow of the airplane reading light. “It really is.”

I shook my head and went back to mindlessly flipping the pages of a magazine I’d bought at the terminal back in Colorado. I’d picked it up with hopes it would be a distraction from the cyclone raging within me on our way back to Atlanta. The minute she ordered that drink, I’d known it was a lost cause. 

Her hand came across the armrest and landed on my thigh. “Bowen, stop. It’s not a big deal.”

It was the truth. Compared to everything we’d been through, our house could have been swallowed by a sinkhole and it wouldn’t have been considered a big deal. 

Honest to God, I was lucky to still have her at all. It had only been nine months since we’d met, but we’d lived a thousand lives in that time. Unfortunately, that also meant we’d died almost as many deaths. 

Terrifying, tortuous, agony-filled deaths. 

We’d also found love though—immeasurable amounts of it. 

I stared down at her engagement ring. I’d cashed out a huge chunk of my savings account and still had to open a line of credit with the jewelry store to buy the three-karat princess-cut ring. The payment was roughly the same as I paid for my truck each month, but the tears in her eyes as she’d sat in her hospital bed, clutching it to her chest the day I proposed, made it all worth it. 

She was worth it. Every day, every tear, every worry-filled minute shaved off my life.

I’d do it all again. 

If only I weren’t so helpless to save her. I loved that woman. Whole heart. Whole soul. Bend me, break me, crack me open and she would have been there. No matter how bad it got, she was always a part of me.

I wasn’t sure anymore if she could say the same.

“Bowen,” she whispered, just as she’d done so many times before. It was a plea. One she knew I’d answer no matter the situation. No matter how mad I got. No matter how much I feared losing her again. 

My gaze instinctively lifted to hers. 

She smiled and the sight caused an ache in my chest. It was a lie. 

God, I missed her smile.

“Baby, I’m okay.” She tilted her head to her drink. “I hate flying. That’s all this is.” 

That was a lie too. 

My shoulders fell and a loud breath tore from my burning lungs, but I let myself pretend, my mind going back to a time when it could have been the truth. 

I thought of the nights we’d shared multiple bottles of wine and made love, laughing and moaning under the covers until the sun crept across the horizon. She’d rested peacefully in my arms. No nightmares. No crying in her sleep. No insomnia. Just even breaths, her head on my shoulder, and her body wound around mine so tightly it was like a second skin. 

But that was the past. 

The unreachable, insurmountable past. 

The plane jerked, forcing me back to the present. 

“Shit.” She moved her hand off my thigh to grasp her drink as it sloshed all over her. “Crap, crap, crap,” she chanted, using a cocktail napkin to dry the dark-red pool of tomato juice on her white pants.

For a moment, I sat there and watched her struggle. It wasn’t the most chivalrous thing to do, but I was all out of grand gestures. 

She unbuckled her seat belt and lurched to her feet, her phone along with a handful of ice cubes from her lap falling to the floor. “Damn, this is going to leave a huge stain.”

The plane jerked again and she stumbled forward, crashing into the seat in front of her before I could catch her arm.

“Dammit, sit down before you get hurt.” 

Ignoring me, she bent over to fish her phone from under the seat. “Hit the button for the flight attendant. I need some club soda and a lemon. STAT.”

“No, what you need is to sit down.”

I gave her arm a tug and dragged her down to the seat. Using the tip of my boot, I swept her phone toward her. Aforementioned lack of chivalry aside, I was no contortionist; leaning over to pick it up was out of the question. 

She folded her upper body over my lap and blindly patted around the floor. I fought the urge to run my fingers through the back of her hair. In the beginning, it would have been a no-brainer. I’d have curled forward and suggestively whispered in her ear, “Since you’re already down there…” 

She would have grinned up at me, her whole face filled with mischief as she traced a finger over my zipper, ignoring anyone who dared to watch her as she replied, “You mean down here?” 

I’d have grabbed her hand and made her stop even though I was the one who had started it. She had no filter. She always took it one step too far. I’d loved that about her when we’d first met. It was fresh and exciting, a far cry from the stuffy women I’d dated in the past. 

But now, she was in the past too. 

We were in the past. 

 

 

 

About Aly

Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four hilarious children.

Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys movies that can surprise her with a twist, charcuterie boards, and her mildly neurotic golden retriever. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine by her side.

 

 

 

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Miracle’s Talent by Elin Peer and Pearl Beacon is Available Now

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Miracle's Talent by Elin Peer & Pearl Beacon is live!

- The fantasy trilogy is complete! -

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Is talent still a gift if it gets you in deep trouble?

Miracle is the closest thing to a love goddess that the world has ever seen. Always indominable and enthusiastic, she has served humanity for thousands of years by spreading hope and kindness in people’s hearts without them knowing she was even there.

Determined to create a massive boost of love in the world, Miracle has decided to live among humans for a while.

After learning about Miracle's plan to enroll in college, Dion, the ancient soul responsible for death and duality, challenges her to live on earth without her immense powers.

She should have refused, but once again, her talent for having eternal optimism got her in trouble. It’s time for Miracle to prove to the unpredictable and mysterious Dion that a positive mindset is the strongest of all powers in the world.

Miracle’s Talent is the third and final book in the trilogy Ancient Souls, written by the talented mother/daughter team Elin Peer and Pearl Beacon. Fans describe their love stories as brilliant books that make the reader reflect and feel renewed hope in humanity.

Don’t miss this thrilling story - get it on pre-sale today!

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About the Author:

With a back ground in life coaching, Elin is easy to talk to.

Her fans rave about her unique writing style that has subtle elements of coaching mixed into fictional love stories with happy endings.

Elin is curious by nature. She likes to explore and can tell you about riding elephants through the Asian jungle, watching the sunset in the Sahara Desert from the back of a camel, sailing down the Nile in Egypt, kayaking in Alaska, river rafting in Indonesia, and flying over Greenland in a helicopter.

After traveling the world and living in different countries, Elin recently moved back to her home country Denmark after spending ten years in Seattle, USA.

She now lives in a cozy, yellow, witch’s cottage where she writes books with her talented daughter Pearl Beacon.

Want to connect with Elin? Great, she loves to hear from her readers. Find her on Facebook (Author Elin Peer), connect with her on Goodreads or simply go to her website www.elinpeer.com and send an email.


Always Meant to Be by Siobhan Davis is Available Now



 Always Meant to Be, an all-new emotional and forbidden stand-alone romance from USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Siobhan Davis is available now!


 

 

He’s my eighteen-year-old son’s best friend, and I’m old enough to know better. 

My marriage is falling apart, and Vander’s home life is tragic. 

Yet, his broken parts speak to mine, and amid all the chaos, a true connection is formed.  

 

The only peace I find is in those stolen moments when we share our darkest secrets and our deepest desires. 

 

This thing between us has disaster written all over it. 

But I’m powerless to resist the magnetic pull that draws us closer and closer. 

Until lines are crossed, boundaries are broken, and everything I thought I knew about myself is undone. 

 

This reverse age-gap romance contains mature scenes, dark themes, and situations that may push your boundaries. Reader caution is advised. 

 

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About Siobhan

 

Siobhan Davis is a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and Amazon Top 10 bestselling romance author. Siobhan writes emotionally intense stories with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She has sold over 1.5 million books and her titles are translated into several languages. 

 

Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management. 

 

She lives in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons. 

 

 

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