Caught In The Act by Sara Jane Stone | Blog Tour and Giveaway – Five Print Signed Copies of FULL EXPOSURE

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Caught In The Act by Sara Jane Stone

Independence Falls #2

Releasing Sept 16, 2014

Avon: Impulse

SYNOPSIS

Falling for his rivals’ little sister could cost him everything …

For Liam Trulane, failure is not an option. He is determined to win a place in Katie Summers’ life before she leaves Independence Falls for good. But first, he needs to make amends for the last time they got down and dirty.

Only problem?

His professional success hinges on striking a deal to buy Katie’s family business. And after Liam’s relationship with their Katie went south years ago, the Summers brothers are more enemy than friend. If both parties agree to set the past aside, they can reach an understanding. But when Katie welcomes him back into her bed, Liam risks everything to make her his.

After Liam betrayed her trust, Katie Summers will do anything to keep him from walking away with the family business. She decides to seduce him, knowing that when her brothers find out, they will back off from the deal. And she’ll finally have her revenge. But when her plan spirals out of control, Katie learns that payback may come at too high a price …

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Beneath the lust blanketing his common sense, Liam knew that this was too much, too fast. They needed more time to get to know each other again, and to move on from the past. But when he was with Katie, the pull was so damn strong.

And the way she refused to move her hand, to stop torturing him here, in a dark corner where he couldn’t do a damn thing about it … Liam closed his eyes and groaned. Thank God for his jeans. Without the barrier, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. Not after all this time. Not with her.

Releasing her hip, he ran his hand over her ass, over the fabric of her dress as the song ended and another one started. He paused, giving her one light, playful squeeze before lifting his hand away an inch.

“Planning to punish me?” she said, her voice heavy with need as his other hand continued to tease her.

He was tempted, but he wrapped his fingers around her hip, holding tight. “Not here. Not yet.”

But the thought of it turned him on. Drawing her underwear aside, his fingers slipped beneath, searching for her entrance. Touching her—it wasn’t enough. But for tonight, it had to be.

Katie turned her head to the side and he watched her lips form his name. The music had grown too loud again. He couldn’t hear. But he knew. Here, in the dark corner of a college bar, she wanted him. All other thoughts vanished, leaving him with only one—Don’t let go.

Liam scanned the crowd to ensure no one was glancing at their dark corner of the room. His thumb brushed her sweet spot. The one place he knew would drive her wild. As much as he wanted to draw this out, he couldn’t. They didn’t have the luxury of time.

His lips touched her ear. “Come for me. Now.”

He felt her body tense. The hand rubbing the front of his jeans stilled. It was as if she’d been waiting for those words.

And then she exploded. Liam watched as her eyes closed and her lips parted. Maybe it was the way she moved her lips, or her silent cry, but he swore he saw the same sense of awe and wonder in her expression that he’d witnessed years ago. That look—it pushed past the physical, touching something deep inside him.

Katie stepped forward, breaking free from his hold as she adjusted her skirt.

He smiled down at her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Want another drink, or are you ready to go?”

She stared out at the crowd for a moment before turning to him. Moving closer, she ran her hand up his thigh, stopping short of his crotch. “I think I’ve done enough research for one night. And you might be more comfortable in the car.”

Her words held a sensual promise. Before he could tell her that he planned to take a rain check, she abandoned their quiet corner, weaving her way through the crowd toward the door. Liam followed close behind. Outside, in the cool night air, they headed for her wagon.

“I’ll need your keys,” he said, holding out his hand.

Katie turned, leaning back against the trunk. “In a hurry to get home? Without even a good-night kiss?”

She took his hand, pulling him close. Staring down into her green eyes, Liam placed one hand on either side of her head, palms flat against the wagon. Moving closer until his thigh touched hers, he leaned down and brushed her lips, a simple, chaste kiss.

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After several years on the other side of the publishing industry, Sara Jane Stone bid goodbye to her sales career to pursue her dream-writing romance novels. Sara Jane currently resides in Brooklyn, New York with her very supportive real-life hero, two lively young children and a lazy Burmese cat. Join Sara Jane’s newsletter to receive new release information, news about contests, giveaways, and more! To subscribe, visit http://www.sarajanestone.com and look for her newsletter entry form.

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Once More My Darling Rogue by Lorraine Heath | Virtual Blog Tour and Giveaway – $25 eGift Card Winner’s Choice

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ONCE MORE MY DARLING ROGUE

 

Once More my Darling Rogue

The Scandalous Gentlemen of St. James # 2

By: Lorraine Heath

Releasing August 26th, 2014

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From New York Times bestselling author Lorraine Heath, comes the second book in a brand new series, The Scandalous Gentlemen of St. James, featuring three eligible bachelors…and the scoundrels that reside within each.

Born to the street but raised within the aristocracy, Drake Darling can’t escape his sordid beginnings. Not when Lady Ophelia Lyttleton snubs him at every turn, a constant reminder he’s not truly one of them. But after rescuing her from a mysterious drowning, he realizes she doesn’t remember who she is. With plans to bring her to heel, he insists she’s his housekeeper—never expecting to fall for the charming beauty.

While Ophelia might not recall her life before Drake, she has little doubt she belongs with him. The desire she feels for her dark, brooding employer can’t be denied, regardless of consequences. So when Ophelia’s memory returns, she is devastated by the depth of his betrayal. Now Drake must risk everything to prove she can trust this rogue with her heart once more.

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She should have been repelled, horrified.  Instead she was entranced, drawn into sensations such as she’d never experienced. He was so terribly talented at eliciting delicious responses that began at the tips of her toes and swirled ever upward, a tingling of nerve endings, lethargic warmth, that weakened her knees, her resolve to push him away.

She heard a deep groan, felt a vibration against her fingers and realized she was clutching the lapels of his coat. Clinging to Drake Darling was all that was keeping her from melting into a puddle of pleasure at his feet. This was merely a kiss, an ancient dance of mouths, yet it was proving to be her undoing.

He drew back, triumph glittering in his eyes. “Five more minutes and I could have you divested of your clothing and on your ba—”

Crack!

Her gloved palm made contact with his cheek, startling him, startling herself as well, but she would not allow him to make her feel as though she were a whore. “You are not only disgusting but you overvalue your talents. I didn’t enjoy your touch, your kiss, not in the least.”

“Your moans implied otherwise.”

She lifted her hand to deliver another blow, but he snagged her wrist, his long, thick fingers wrapping firmly around her slender bones. He could snap them so easily. She was breathing heavily, while he seemed to have no trouble at all finding air.

“One slap is all you get, my lady. I would have ceased my attentions with the slightest of protest from you. You can’t now be angry because you wanted what I was offering.”

“I want nothing at all to do with you. Now unhand me.”

His fingers slowly unfurled. Snatching her hand free she fisted it at her side. “You are no better than the muck I wipe off my shoes.”

“Methinks the lady protests overmuch.”

“May you rot in hell.” She sidestepped around him, greatly relieved that he didn’t attempt to stop her, slightly disappointed as well. Whatever was wrong with her? It was an odd thing to realize that with him she’d felt . . . safe. Completely, absolutely safe.

Which was ludicrous. He didn’t like her. She didn’t like him. He was simply striving to teach her a lesson. She could only hope that she’d taught him one: she wasn’t a lady to be trifled with.

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COVERGIFTitle: Fangs And Fame

Series: Blood And Guitars, #3

Author: Heather Jensen

Audience: New Adult/Adult

Genre: Paranormal Fantasy

Formats: E-book and Paperback

Publisher: Heather Jensen

Cover by: Indie Designz

Pages: 350 pages

Date Published: August 25, 2014

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Trey and Aurora have hit the road with Catalyst for the Until Sanity Tour. For Trey, adjusting to life as a vampire while getting on stage in front of screaming fans every night proves difficult. The limelight forces him to do things he swore he wouldn’t, like feeding from the occasional fan. Keeping his secret from the band is harder than Trey expected, and the dull ache of hunger is always with him. Aurora tries to help Trey adjust while attempting to further her career from the road. She continues to paint, determined not to lose herself in the media maelstrom that comes with being married to Trey Decker.

But strange vampires are popping up at concerts, and the newlyweds realize they may be in over their heads. They owe a powerful vampire a favor, and he’s come to collect. But the price is too high, and Trey’s band mates are at risk of becoming collateral damage. Will Trey and Aurora be able to thwart the forces working against them and ensure that everyone they love is still around to share in their success in the end?

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(Trey’s Point of View)

I hadn’t been on stage for all of five minutes when I felt the little buzz of power vibrating in the back of my skull. I was careful not to let it throw me off my game as I casually searched the crowd for the source. My first thought was that my vampire stalker was back, but she hadn’t generated a power buzz like this one. Aurora was backstage tonight – not like I’d mistake her power signature for anyone else’s – but it was clear that at least one vampire was standing in the crowd. When the song we were playing ended, I took my guitar off and walked back to the stand Chase and his drums were perched on. I grabbed a bottle of water and took a big drink, just to give myself some time to think. O’Shea started telling the crowd a story – leave it to him to fill in the silence – and I turned back around to scan for potential vamps again while he spoke. It took a moment, but I spotted him. He was sitting in the third row from the front, off to the left. He was even wearing a black suit, kind of like the ones the Emissary wear, but I couldn’t tell whether it had their emblem embroidered on the breast pocket or not. I met his gaze and held it, letting him know that I’d found him. He stared right at me in that way that vamps do when you just know they’re trying to read your soul, one wispy layer at a time.

He wasn’t just here for the show. That much was obvious. If he was Emissary, what on earth was he doing at a Catalyst concert? Certainly the Emissary had more important things to do than check up on Aurora and I, like tracking down Malena, for one. And if he wasn’t Emissary, well, that was even more confusing. I wished Aurora were sitting there in the front row. At least that way I would know she was trying to decipher the same questions I was. At least that way I would know she was safe. Instead, she was enjoying the show on a screen from the backstage lounge tonight, while simultaneously snapping pictures of several paintings to upload to her website so she could ship them back to The Waking Moon.

Then I realized there were two of them.

The second one was dressed like the first and was sitting in the lowest section off the floor to my left. He met my gaze as well, and I had to force myself to look away so the camera wouldn’t catch my stare-down on the big screens. O’Shea’s voice broke through my thoughts, and I heard him asking the crowd if it was okay if we slowed things down for a minute. The cheering that resulted was my cue to at least try and forget about the vamp in the crowd.

Like that was going to happen.

I set my water bottle down by my mic stand and leaned into the mic. “Let me see those cell phones in the air,” I said as the guys starting playing the intro to “Sweet Disguise.” I strapped my guitar back on and waved one hand back and forth to direct the crowd until the verse began. As I sang, I scanned the crowd again for the mystery vamps but they were both gone. I tried not to worry about it, not to wonder where they had gone and why they’d left in such a hurry, but it was easier said than done. I couldn’t for the life of me imagine why they were here. Even if I’d wanted to warn Aurora, I wasn’t capable of sifting through all the thought trails in the building to find hers. I’d tried on several occasions, but I could never quite manage to hone in on her specifically through all the energized, almost frantic thoughts, coming my way – more than half of which were about me.

The rest of the set seemed especially long after that, which made me feel like crap. The crowd was really into us, and I did my best not to be distracted. I’m even pretty sure it worked, but I was more than relieved when we finished the last song before the encore. I made my way to the dressing room at last. Aurora was sitting at her laptop, and jumped up when we all came into the room.

“I’m ready, I swear,” she said, hurrying over to the makeup chair as Chase plopped down in it for his zombie makeover.

I changed into my tattered suit, suddenly feeling more than a little ridiculous about the paranoia that had rattled my brain throughout the show.

Aurora was here. She was fine. In fact, everything seemed fine.

I started to wonder if I’d seen the vampires in the crowd at all. It didn’t make sense, anyway. Why would a vampire make an appearance in the crowd just to completely vanish moments later? Maybe I really had imagined the whole thing. Maybe I was in worse shape than I realized. I made a mental note to down some blood from the stash first thing after we finished here. I couldn’t help but scan the crowd again for the vamps when I took the stage as a zombie for the encore. No buzzing power, and no Emissary-looking mystery vamps. I was mostly relieved, and I focused on giving the fans the best zombie performance I knew how to give. Aurora was waiting for me in the lounge and we headed for the bus together. It wasn’t until we were about to climb the bus’s steps that we both felt it at the same time.

A power signature.

Aurora froze, her foot hovering just above the bottom step. She looked over her shoulder at me and said, “We have a visitor.”

 

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Book # or Vol #  1           

Pages: 358 pages    

ISBN-10: 1463511884 and ISBN-13: 978-1463511883

ASIN: B00529IDZS

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When Aurora meets Trey, a famous singer and musician, she’s only hoping to get her fill of human blood for the week. The last thing Aurora expects is for Trey to make her feel alive for the first time since she was, well, alive. It begins with a casual painting lesson at her art studio, The Waking Moon, and quickly turns into a forbidden romance. Aurora is forced to hide her true identity from Trey, while keeping her relationship with the human a secret from other vampires in her Brood.

 

Trey’s band is recording a new album and with Aurora as his muse, Trey is writing songs like never before. After being hired by their record label to paint the cover of the new album, Aurora has a legitimate reason for spending so much time with Trey and his band mates. Aurora can’t deny the unexpected connection she has with Trey, which is fueled by glimpses into his emotions every time they share a kiss. Caught between two worlds, Aurora must attend celebrity award shows and vampire rituals, find time to feed, and protect Trey from the dangers of the night, all while preserving her secrets.

 

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Book # or Vol #  2      

Pages: 264 estimated      

ASIN: B0086GMMAQ

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Catalyst frontman Trey is no stranger to chaos, but even the life of a rock star couldn’t prepare him for the consequences of loving a vampire. Trey’s life is in danger; threatened by the very group he must join to stay alive. His struggle to continue his career and release a new album with the band is marred by events that force him to ask a powerful Synod Elder for help.

Aurora has to keep Trey alive until she can make him a vampire, but her own kind will stop at nothing to prevent it. The head of the Emissary is having her followed, and if she can’t figure out who is behind the violent attacks, Trey might not make it to the full moon. As Aurora battles her own kind, she’s also plagued by the risk she’s taking by changing Trey. Will her moon-given power be enough to carry Trey through the change, or will he be left floating in the wake of destruction?

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Full name: Aurora Evins

Species: Vampire

Age: 23, but technically I haven’t aged since I became a vampire at 19.

Nationality: My father was Caucasian and my mother was Egyptian.

City or town of birth: Chicago, Illinois

Currently lives: Clearwater, Florida

Height: 5’8’

Weight: 115

Hair color: Black

Hairstyle: I wear it long and straight, or in big waves

Eye color: Green (Trey says they are the color of old-fashioned 7-Up Bottles.)

Personality: I’m a bit of a recluse. It just comes with the vampire territory. Maybe it’s partly because I’m an artist. I’m an observer. I’ve always been more into watching things unfold around me than jumping right into the middle of them. My OCD kicks in when I’m at work, whether it’s organizing my paints, mixing up a fresh batch of varnish, or arranging the way my work is displayed on the walls at my gallery. I don’t have a lot of friends, but being with Trey has taught me to open up a little. I’ve adopted the rest of the guys in the band as brothers They’re sort of stuck with me now whether they want me or not.

Likes: I love rain, which is convenient when you live in Florida. I also love Root beer (there’s just something nostalgic about it.) I love painting, and not just because my livelihood depends on it. Painting is therapeutic. I also apparently have a thing for guys who play guitar.

Dislikes: Alcohol. Not just because it tastes awful to my vampire taste buds, but because my parents and brother were killed by someone who was driving drunk.

Fears/phobias: I have a fear of death. I know most people probably do, but I think being immortal was the biggest thing that attracted me to being a vampire. There’s just something about the idea of not existing on this earth anymore that totally freaks me out.

Favorite color: Red.

Hobbies: Painting, hanging out at the local vampire hot spot called Club Sanguin, giving my best friend Mark a hard time, and more recently, sketching Trey while he works in the recording studio and beating all of the guys in the band at Guitar Hero.

Taste in music: Anything Trey sings. Lol. But seriously, I have eclectic tastes. I have a soft spot for pop rock and alternative music, though.

Talents/skills: Let’s talk vampire skills, since that’s more interesting. My moon-given talent is to be able to block my thoughts from the prying minds of other vampires. I’m able to ask for other abilities at each new full-moon cycle, but this is the one skill I have with me any time the moon is out. I’m also super fast, strong, and a bit on the sarcastic side.

Current job title and description: I’m the owner of an art studio/gallery called The Waking Moon. I named it after one of the names for the full moon in April because that’s the month I was made a vampire.

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Full name: Trey Decker

Age: 22

City or town of birth: I was born in Clearwater Florida, and I still live there today.

Height: 6’ 0”

Figure/build: Slim, Athletic

Hair color: Dark Brown

Eye color: Light Blue

Tattoos: I have a tattoo of the band’s name and logo, Catalyst, on my chest on the right side.

Personality: I’m a hopeless romantic. I don’t fall easily, but when I have someone that I love, I want to spoil them and give them my heart completely. Living like that opens you up to getting hurt, but the rewards are worth the risk. I like to think I’m spontaneous. I’m pretty laid back and easy going, except for when it comes to my music and the band. I feel responsible for every note and every word I write in a song. I’m a bit of a control freak in that sense, so I like to be involved in the details in as much of the creative process as I can, from the moment we start writing new songs for a record, right down to designing the stage we use.

Likes: I like dogs. Cats make me sneeze. (Sorry cat lovers.) I like the ocean. I used to spend a lot of time surfing, but the band takes up most of my spare time these days. I like writing songs and being on stage. There’s just something about being able to tell a story with my guitar and my voice. I’m completely addicted to every aspect of my job. I’m the luckiest guy in the world that way. I love Legos. I’m like a 10-year-old. I even have a working guitar a fan made me out of Legos. It’s the coolest thing ever.

Dislikes: Fake people. Tabloids. Paparazzi that hide in my bushes in my front yard. (You know who you are.)

Fears/phobias: I used to worry that I was never going to find someone who could deal with my crazy life and my career choice. Aurora has changed all that for me…. Oh, Spiders! I don’t do spiders. They are pure evil.

Favorite color: Old-fashioned 7-Up bottle Green. ;)

Hobbies: Music, pretending that I know how to paint with Aurora, playing with my miniature pinscher Cowboy, hanging out with my bandmates.

Taste in music: I play rock, so I tend to listen to rock. I’m a big fan of Mayday Parade, Paramore, Jimmy Eat World, The All-American Rejects, and a bunch of other bands like that. I also love some of the classic bands like Kansas, The Eagles, and Lynyrd Skynyrd. My iPod has a weird combination of bands on it.

 

Favorite food(s): I love pizza and pasta. And Chinese takeout.

Disliked food: Sushi. I just don’t get it. I really don’t.

House/home: My house is huge. Too big, really. I went a little overboard when I was house shopping. Aurora calls it the mansion. I wish I could say that is an exaggeration. The pool is the best part, though. I did it all for the pool.

Current job title and description: Leader singer and rhythm guitarist in Catalyst.

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These are just a few of the songs that I used to set the tone while writing scenes in Fangs And Fame.

Good To You – Marianas Trench feat. Kate Voegele

Whispering – Alex Clare

Back To Me – The All-American Rejects

My Hero – Foo Fighters

Without The Bitter The Sweet Isn’t As Sweet – Mayday Parade

A Drop In The Ocean – Ron Pope

All About Us – He Is We, Owl City

Playing The Blame Game – You Me At Six

The Last Song Ever – Secondhand Serenade

The Best Of Me – The Starting Line

The Memory – Mayday Parade

Black Ink Revenge – Automatic Loveletter

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imageI write fantasy for teens and adults. I’ve been creating stories for as long as I can remember. I’m also an avid reader, and I blame Amelia Atwater-Rhodes and her book “In The Forests Of The Night” for my vampire obsession. I absolutely love vampires and anything paranormal, but I enjoy fantasy of all kinds.

 I’m addicted to Oreos and Raspberry Dr. Pepper from Swig. When I’m not writing I enjoy traveling, playing board and card games, killing zombies on the Xbox with my hubby, and spending time with friends and family.

 Music has always been a passion of mine. I’ve been playing drums since I was 12. I also love playing guitar, singing, and going to concerts.

 My favorite color is green, and the uglier the shade the better. I get bored of my hairstyle easily which has resulted in me having many looks in the last ten years.

 I live in Southern Utah with my husband and son. I’m currently preparing for the release of the third installment in the Blood And Guitar series, Fangs And Fame, which will be out August 25, 2014.

 

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Tour Schedule – The Blood and Guitars Series by Heather Jensen from Aug 28 to Sep 11, 2014

Aug 28

Rusty’s Reading – Promo & Playlist

Fictional Rendezvous Book Blog – Promo

Coffee Book & Art – Promo, Guest Post, Playlist & Book Soundtrack

Once Upon a Coffin – Promo & Review All Books

Diane’s Book Blog – Character Interview

Aug 29

G the Book Diva Blog – Promo

Eclipse Reviews – Promo, Author Interview, Playlist, Dream Cast, Character Bio’s & Book Soundtrack

Aug 30

Book Nook Nuts- Promo, Playlist, Dream Cast & Character Bio’s

A Little Bit of R&R – Promo, Guest Post, Top Ten & Character Bio’s

Book Hostage – Promo

Aug 31

For The Love Of Books – Promo, Playlist, Book Soundtrack & Character Bio’s

Portals to New Worlds – Promo, Top Ten, Playlist, Dream Cast, Character Bio’s & Book Soundtrack

Sep 1

My Paranormal Book Review – Promo

Darkest Cravings – Promo, Character Interview, Playlist, Dream Cast, Character Bio’s & Book Soundtrack

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Sweet Treat Reading Reviews – Promo & Dream Cast

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Books, Brownies and Barkers – Review All Books & Dream Cast

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Love N. Books – Review All Books, Playlist & Book Soundtrack

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The Avid Reader – Promo, Dream Cast, Character Bio’s & Book Soundtrack, Playlist

Sep 8

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Paranormal Book Club (PBC) – Promo

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Accepted Wisdom – Promo

Cajun Book Lover – Promo

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Inconsolable by Amanda Lanclos | Blog Tour

 

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Him:

You would think that because I am a Marine that life isn’t that hard to live. I’d like to tell you that you couldn’t be more wrong. War is hell on earth. I have seen so many things that will haunt me for the rest of my life. No matter how much I try to forget the light fading from someone’s eyes, I cannot. My life is one determined by the mind. I wake up every day to fears of what will trigger the turmoil that sends me into overdrive. My life is depicted by sounds and colors and things that make me less of a man.

Who am I, well I am CPL Blake Johnson. I am a United States Marine and I am living with post-traumatic stress disorder. If it weren’t for Anna, the sunshine in my life things would be much harder than they are.Her:

Being a cosmetologist is not the easiest job for me, and after losing my best friend to her inner demons. I am bound and determined to not lose the man I love as well. They say in my line of profession you are more than what you claim. You are a therapist, a shrink, a person that listens to anything and everything. I am not that person. I have so much built up inside me I think I may be about to explode. I hope that this isn’t true because my heart picked someone that happens to be as inconsolable as I feel.

Who am I? Well, my name is Anna Henderson. I am just trying to live my life one moment at a time and praying that I don’t mess it up.

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We are sitting around
enjoying a nice dinner and drinks.  Sam
and Anna are actually getting along a lot better than I thought they
would.  In all honesty, I believe they could be good friends.  If it weren’t for Mary-Beth being with Jameson,
I think they would have been friends too.

We are all sitting
there eating our salad and talking when a plate crashes in the distance. I
immediately duck and cover under the table.  Oh shit, this isn’t good.  I grab hold to the table and just try to let
me breathing even out.  I know this
doesn’t look good for me, but all I can think about is that damn bomb blowing
up and taking everyone away.  I’m shaking
under the table, my whole body quivering.

“It’s okay, Anna.  Just give him a minute.  That crash probably triggered a bad memory
for him. Sam, explain please.”  I hear
Jameson saying, but it sounds so far away.
I feel someone beside me, but I can’t look up.  My head is in my hands against my knees and I
just keep rocking, trying to make myself forget everything.  “Johnson, look at me man.”

“Can’t look up.”

“Blake, it was a dish
or something crashing in the kitchen.  We
aren’t there anymore man.  It isn’t
anything bad,” he says as he puts his hand on my shoulder.  I finally look up to lock eyes with him and
feel like such a coward for acting this way.

“I’m such a fucking pussy.”

“No, you’re not.  You are one of the strongest men I know and
you will get through this,” Jameson cajoles as he bumps his head against
mine. 

“She’s going to leave.  We haven’t even stayed together
because I was afraid I’d scare her with my dreams.  Now, I have scared her by being scared of a
fucking dish breaking in a kitchen.”  I
let out in a tortured groan. 

“Anna isn’t Mary-Beth.  She’s a lot tougher than
this.  If she cares she will stay.”

“I’ll be outside,” I say as I get up from under the table.  I
avoid eye contact with anyone including Anna.
I hear her mumble something and then footsteps behind me, but I don’t
wait for her to catch up.  I walk outside
and to the edge of the building as I light up a cigarette.  I inhale the toxins welcoming them into my
body.  Anna comes and stands in front of
me, looking me up and down.

            “How long have you been like this, Blake?”

            “Like what?” I snap, I instantly feel remorse as I see her cringe and take a step
back.

            “Never mind.  I’m sorry I asked.” 

            “Anna, wait.  I just…  It’s not something I like to talk about.  Okay?”

            “Is that why you didn’t stay the night with me that night we watched movies?”

            “Yeah.  I wake up screaming sometimes.  I didn’t want you to see that side of me.”

            “Well, I would have been there for you through it.
I want to know everything about you.
Why you lied to me and kept it from me, I don’t know.”

            She gives me a sad smile as I light up another cigarette, looking over when I hear
Jameson raising his voice outside with someone.
I look over to see Ms. Jennifer and Mr. Roger standing over there with
him. 

            “Come on, I’ll take you home,” I say as I grab
Anna’s hand and take her to my car.  I
open the door helping her inside then I walk
around to the other side.  I just flip
Kyle off as I see him standing by the car parked beside me.  We drive in silence the whole way back to
Anna’s and I can’t help but feel like this wall is growing between us more and
more.  I pull into the apartment complex
and put the Rover in park.

            “You gonna come in?”

            “Not tonight, I think maybe I should just go on home.  We’ve had enough excitement for one night.”

            “Oh, okay then,” she replies.  The look on her
face kills me.  It’s the look of someone
who’s hurting and I wish I could make it go away, but I can’t.  I don’t know how to fix it.  I watch her walk up the stairs to her
apartment.  When I know she is safely
inside I jerk the car into reverse.

 

 

Other Books in the Series:
In one day your life can go from awesome to total shit and for me it’s going to change forever. Who am I? My name is PFC Jameson Carter, and I am a United States Marine, or I was until a bomb detonated and took half of me with it. The only thing that kept me alive was the woman I had waiting back for me at home.

How do you go from being a complete person to being half of something? For me, I have help, but how can I be anything more than half of what I used to be? Then when the one person you count on, the person you lived for leaves you how do you react?

For Samantha Blalock life is easy, she helps repair people like me, the people who lose limbs. Something isn’t the same though, she’s changed. See I’ve known Samantha for years. She’s hiding something. Can we help each other through these trying times in our lives? Or does the fact remain that we are both irreparable?***DISCLAIMER*** This book contains topics of a serious nature, including possible violent scenes.

About the Author:
Amanda is from a small town in Louisiana. She is a mother to one beautiful daughter, expecting baby number two, and two bad fur babies. She’s been married to the love of her life for 3 years. She loves to read and has for as long as she can remember. One day she decided she had a story to tell so she sat down to write it. Now her dream of not only reading the stories she loves, but giving other people a story to devour was set into motion.  Amanda is also one of the co-founders of Crazy Cajun Book Addicts book blog and loves being able to let others see all the amazing books being written. 

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I’m sick and tired of my boss, DeVon Ricci, screwing with me. He signed the guy I was seeing just so I couldn’t date him, and now he fired an employee who’d insulted me.
If he wasn’t expecting me to flirt with every top Hollywood executive to help him close deals, I might have thought he felt something for me.

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The CEO of Mirage Talent, DeVon Ricci needs to be in control, but ever since Krissy Jensen walked into his company, he’s found his control slipping. He knows what he needs to do to get it back again, but the more time he spends with her, the less he’s sure he’ll be able to follow through.

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Inconsolable by Amanda Lanclos | Release Day

 

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Synopsis:
Him:

You would think that because I am a Marine that life isn’t that hard to live. I’d like to tell you that you couldn’t be more wrong. War is hell on earth. I have seen so many things that will haunt me for the rest of my life. No matter how much I try to forget the light fading from someone’s eyes, I cannot. My life is one determined by the mind. I wake up every day to fears of what will trigger the turmoil that sends me into overdrive. My life is depicted by sounds and colors and things that make me less of a man.

Who am I, well I am CPL Blake Johnson. I am a United States Marine and I am living with post-traumatic stress disorder. If it weren’t for Anna, the sunshine in my life things would be much harder than they are.Her:

Being a cosmetologist is not the easiest job for me, and after losing my best friend to her inner demons. I am bound and determined to not lose the man I love as well. They say in my line of profession you are more than what you claim. You are a therapist, a shrink, a person that listens to anything and everything. I am not that person. I have so much built up inside me I think I may be about to explode. I hope that this isn’t true because my heart picked someone that happens to be as inconsolable as I feel.

Who am I? Well, my name is Anna Henderson. I am just trying to live my life one moment at a time and praying that I don’t mess it up.

Excerpt:
Nine months in this place and still I have a hard
time.  It seems like life is hard no
matter what, but being the one of the group who has a soft side sucks ass.  I was put into a difficult situation with
this guy.  He had a bomb strapped to his
chest and was about to push the detonator.  Jackson gave me the order to shoot him.  Carter was the only one with me and he saw me
hesitate.  He grabbed his gun and shot
the guy without even thinking twice about it then
nodded at me.  I hesitated.  Had Carter not been with me I would have
died.  This place is not for me.  I should have gone to Princeton or Harvard
where I belonged, but instead here I am trying to act like something more than
what I am. 

 

            Just
what am I?  I am the world’s biggest
coward.  I wanted to prove that I wasn’t
just brains, that I could be something more, but that moment proved that all I
am is the nerdy kid with his nose stuck in a book.  I couldn’t even protect myself, had Jameson
not been there I would have let the guy blow me up.  I couldn’t kill him. 

 

            “Johnson
come here.”  I turn to see Jackson
standing there with running shorts and tennis shoes.  “Let’s go run.”

 

            “Be
right there,” I say as I stand and grab my black and red Nike shocks and slide
them on.  I wonder if Carter told him
what happened last night.  I doubt he
did, Jameson isn’t that type.  I walk
outside and join Jackson on the makeshift track in the dirt.

 

            “What
made you decide to become a Marine, Johnson?”

 

            I
should have known this was coming.  I’m
surprised I made it through boot camp.  I
am a lot stronger than I give myself credit for, but I am not strong enough to
kill someone.  I don’t think I have that
inside me. “I wanted to be more than the valedictorian of Adams High School,
more than a person with brains.”  I shrug
and keep in step with Jackson as he moves along.

 

            “I
see it in your eyes Blake, you don’t think you’re good enough.  Only you can be the judge of your worth.  I am just going to tell you, you’re a damn
good Marine.  You think before you act,
not act before you think.  It makes you
lethal.  Remember that.”

 

            I
watch him and nod my head, then we both pick up our pace.  After his words I don’t have anything to say
so I just keep pace with him.  I never
really thought I needed reassurance, but now that I have it, it feels like a
weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
I only have nine more months before I can go home and finish this
deployment. 

 

            After
about six laps around the makeshift track Jackson bows out and goes to our
cots.  I keep running.  It’s something you become good at when you’re
the red headed nerdy kid with glasses. LASIK was the best thing ever
invented.  Finally, I finish my run, take a quick shower and go to
the barrack to lay my head down.  I look
up at the ceiling and think only two hundred and seventy five more days of
this.  It will be a broken record until I
can make it home.

 

Other Books in the Series:
In one day your life can go from awesome to total shit and for me it’s going to change forever. Who am I? My name is PFC Jameson Carter, and I am a United States Marine, or I was until a bomb detonated and took half of me with it. The only thing that kept me alive was the woman I had waiting back for me at home.

How do you go from being a complete person to being half of something? For me, I have help, but how can I be anything more than half of what I used to be? Then when the one person you count on, the person you lived for leaves you how do you react?

For Samantha Blalock life is easy, she helps repair people like me, the people who lose limbs. Something isn’t the same though, she’s changed. See I’ve known Samantha for years. She’s hiding something. Can we help each other through these trying times in our lives? Or does the fact remain that we are both irreparable?***DISCLAIMER*** This book contains topics of a serious nature, including possible violent scenes.

About the Author:
Amanda is from a small town in Louisiana. She is a mother to one beautiful daughter, expecting baby number two, and two bad fur babies. She’s been married to the love of her life for 3 years. She loves to read and has for as long as she can remember. One day she decided she had a story to tell so she sat down to write it. Now her dream of not only reading the stories she loves, but giving other people a story to devour was set into motion.  Amanda is also one of the co-founders of Crazy Cajun Book Addicts book blog and loves being able to let others see all the amazing books being written.