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Friday, January 19, 2018

✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ Right Side by Leigh Taylor {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}

Right Side by Leigh Taylor

Release Date: January 2nd 2018
Series: Worth The Wait #2
Genres: Adult, Romance

Beatrice Remington has one great love in life. Fashion.

When Bea followed her twin brother, Henry, and his ranching dream to Oaks, Texas after graduating from fashion school; running the local boot shop seemed like a dream come true. Bea has everything she wants in life with her thriving business and a budding collection of couture formal wear designs until she watches her brother fall in love. Bea realizes the missing piece to her happiness is the love of her best friend and secret crush, Al Bosco. After years of dancing around one another, Bea sets up a date with the town vet to make Al jealous enough to claim her. However, Bea’s plan backfires and leaves her alone in Oaks with nothing but one fake boyfriend, one broken heart and one wedding dress to design.

Al Bosco has one great love in life.
Beatrice Remington. 

Al has spent his entire life as the third wheel to the Remington twins. Somewhere along the line, as Henry became his brother, Beatrice became the love of his life. Only he’s never had the courage to admit it out loud. When Al shunned the family business to become a ranch hand at The Waitin’ Ranch, he set off a chain reaction that ensured he couldn’t risk bringing Bea’s heart into the chaos. As he finally breaks down and returns to his hometown to make things right so he can give Bea everything she deserves; she walks in holding hands with the town vet and looking happier than ever. Al may have a bruised ego but he’s on a mission to win Beatrice’s love once and for all. When he finally returns to Oaks, will his girl still have a heart to give to him or will Al be left with nothing but regret? 

Can Beatrice and Al get on the right side before their love story becomes another scrap on the cutting room floor?

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The entire room seems to still as Beatrice walks into the ballroom.

If Bea's beauty wasn't enough, her bright red dress is a showstopper tonight.

The deep V that graces the front of her goddess style gown somehow toes the lines of being absolutely sexy and classy.

Her long brunette waves are up tonight in an intricate braided style. Her hazel eyes are shining as she smiles and takes in the room.

Beatrice Remington is the most stunning woman in this room and she's on the arm of another man.

That is a problem for me.

I take a too large gulp of my champagne and my brother, Ren, gives me a hearty pat on the back as I choke.

"Careful with the bubbles, Al."

"It's not the bubbles. It's Bea." I say slowly as I nod in her direction.

Lorenzo, or Ren as we call him, is my oldest brother. Ren has ten years on me and he's married with two kids.

He's the most responsible of the four Bosco brothers.

He also is the one who knows the most about my secret obsession with Beatrice Remington; the girl that I have loved in silence since I was fifteen.

I feel his hand rest heavy on my shoulder and I finally pull my eyes away from Bea and the small crowd of ladies who have gathered to admire her dress and her date.

When my eyes meet Ren's, I see the sympathy in them.

"Listen, I know you got the short end of the stick Al. I never agreed with what papa did to your trust. However, you chose to bring it on yourself. You knew going out to the ranch went against his plan for you, for all of us.

"Now you've got to be a man and let her go. Bea looks happy enough. Regroup once this is all settled. You may want to stay here with us when it's all said and done anyway."

"Let her go?" I grunt.

It probably takes away from my manhood to admit it but just the thought of letting Bea go has tears forming in my eyes.

Bea and her twin brother Henry have been staples in my life since before I can even remember. We grew up together. The twin's mama has always called us her busy little bees because we have been causing trouble since we could crawl.

The thought of either of them, but especially Bea, not being in my life cuts deep.

"Yes. Let her go. Let her have her fun with the vet. Get your life together here. You both are still young. You two aren't even thirty until next year. Plenty of time left. Whatever is meant to be will be." Ren smiles softly and I know he's just trying to be a good brother.

"Just go easy on those bubbles because I'm going to make you work your tail off come Monday." He offers a laugh and one more pat on my back before he saunters off into the crowd.

I blow out a deep breath and decide to find my way back to our family table.

There's hearts to break tonight and I think mine will be one of them.


My hands shake slightly as I approach Bea and Gavin on the dance floor.

Galvin Walker is the local vet in Oaks. I like the guy and have spent countless hours with him when he checks out the animals at the Waitin' Ranch but right now he's my enemy.

He's the one with his arms wrapped around my girl.

"May I cut in?"

Gavin looks to Bea and she nods.

"I'll meet you back at the table." He smiles and places her hand in mine.

Bea smiles at me as I wrap one arm around her waist and grasp her right hand.

I return the smile as her other hand slides across the back of my shoulder.

"You look beautiful tonight. Red is one of your colors."

"Are you saying I have more than one?" Bea giggles and tilts her head up to look at me.

"Yes. You look stunning in a rainbow of colors."

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Al."

"Will it?" I say seriously.

"Maybe? You look like you're about to try to cash it in."

"We need to talk. And I don't know how much you'll like me when I'm done."

"Al, you're my best friend. How could I ever not like you? We're bees in the same hive. Always."

She beams a radiant smile at me and it slices me in two.

"There's no easy to say this. I'm going to be here for a few months. I have some business I need to handle. I won't be back to Oaks until...maybe February?"

Bea stops her sway and removes her hand from my hold.

She holds one hand over her stomach and the other lays at the base her neck.

I know Bea's mannerisms well enough to know she's on the verge of the panic attack or at least she feels as if she might be.

We stand unmoving in the middle of the dance floor, staring at each other.

"Six months?" She chokes out.

"Yes. I can't do what I need to in any less time. But you know I'm always just a phone call away. It'll be like college. I'll come back on weekends and visit and it'll be fine."

"It'll be fine? You're leaving me for months for some mysterious business and it'll be fine? When is this happening?" Bea looks at me with tears forming in her eyes.

"Now. I'm not going back to Oaks tomorrow."

"Now?" She shakes her head wildly back and forth as I watch her chest heave.

I reach out and grip her waist.

"Let's go get some air. Breathe through this."

She pushes my hands away.

"No. No. No. You are everything to me Al and you can't even tell me you're walking away from the ranch until it's too late. No. You've done enough. I can't do this"

Bea looks at me one more time, tears flowing down her face and then turns away from me.

She rushes from the ballroom so quickly that she's nearly running.

I trail her across the room with my eyes and catch Ryan, Henry's girlfriend, staring between myself and the door Bea just exited.

I just nod at her and she hurries out the door after Bea.

I may have just driven the love of my life into the arms of another man and there's not a damn thing I can do about it right now.

At least I know now my prediction was correct.

Two hearts were just broken and one was most definitely mine.


Leigh Taylor is a native Texan who now calls the Windy City home. Leigh loves all things romance related including novels and classic movies. Her love of reading and Texas inspired her to begin writing and share her characters with readers everywhere. When she isn’t working or writing about cowboys, Leigh enjoys spending time exploring her city, playing with her pets and relaxing with friends over a cup of tea or whiskey.


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Thursday, January 18, 2018

✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ The Billionaire’s Betrayal by Mika Lane {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}

The Billionaire’s Betrayal by Mika Lane

Release Date: January 16th 2018
Series: Billionaire #2
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

I own the hottest boutique hotel in Manhattan. Only the rich and famous stay here. They’re the only ones who can afford it. And they’re the only ones we allow.

I’m busy, I’m successful, I’m rich, and I can seduce any woman I want. So when I agreed to another god-awful “bachelor auction” fundraiser for some freaking charity, I prepared myself for a date with some crazy chick who blathered on about her cat, and how many children she’d like to have one day.

Thanks, but no thanks.

So when my “date,” the winner of the latest auction of my bad boy self, emailed me to set up a rendezvous, I planned on having one drink and bailing. My assistant knew exactly when to call me so I could fake an emergency.

Only this date was different. Sure, she was beautiful—Manhattan is full of stunning women, mostly looking for rich husbands. But this one was the brilliant CEO of a tech firm. And she could have given two craps about me. Before I knew it, her half-empty martini sat on the bar wearing the slightest smudge of her red lipstick.

Was she beating me at my own game? I couldn’t let that happen. I wouldn’t.

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“Sometimes, I felt like a babysitter for rich, grown-up kids. But those overgrown brats spent a lot of money at my hotel, and they attracted people who spent even more.

Can’t live with them. Can’t live without them.”

“My hands fisted, and my back went rigid. “I broke the same law you did. But I will never, ever be the disgraceful scumbag you are.”

I swiped my phone closed as best I could with a wildly shaking hand. I wasn’t sure if my upset was from being pissed off, afraid, or both. I’d never felt true hatred before, and a shiver ran down my spine. Nausea settled in my stomach. I had a feeling it’d be there for a while.”

“What was different about Nara was how she held herself, so unselfconscious. She had a ridiculously large bag thrown over one shoulder. It must have been heavy as hell because she had to lean in the opposite direction to keep from toppling over. And while she wore those expensive, fuck-me style pumps, she was a little pigeon “toed. Not enough to look dopey, but enough to look like she wasn’t trying too hard. Her hair had been pulled back into some messy confection at the nape of her neck and from where I sat, it looked like strands were poking out all over. She looked real.”

“so what do you say to my offer you shouldn’t refuse?

what’s the offer?

a date. with me

that’s all you’ll tell me?

that’s all you need

well then. okay. i accept”

“I thought I’d been smitten before, but apparently, I’d fooled myself. This here, this was the real thing. Nara was a scrapper, not some spoiled Manhattanite like I was used to. She just slayed me. When she excused herself for the ladies’ room, all I could do was stare at the lipstick on the rim of her martini glass.

Get a grip, asshole.”

“But as soon as Brodie saw me, he extended his hand and caught mine in his large palm, bringing my fingers up to his lips in the most gallant freaking gesture I’d ever seen. I’m sure the women watching assumed I was just his flavor of the week. And maybe I was. But I could have fun for a week. I was a big girl.”


Writing has been a passion of Mika’s since a young age (her first book was "The Day I Ate the Milkyway"), but erotic romance is now what gives purpose to her days and nights. She lives in magical Northern California with her own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill. A devotee of the intelligent and beautiful, and lover of shiny things, she’s a yogi, hiker, traveler, thinker, observer, and book worm. She has been known to drink cheap champagne and has way too many shoes.

A National Reader's Choice Awards finalist, Mika always deliver a hot, sexy romp, often with imperfect characters, and a promised happily ever after (or at least happy for now).

She LOVES to hear from readers, and can be found at, and, when she's not dreaming up naughty tales to share.

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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

✯BOOK BLITZ:✯ On the Edge by Dani Collins {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}

On the Edge by Dani Collins

Release Date: January 16th 2018 by Tule Publishing
Series: Blue Spruce Lodge #1
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

When Glory Cormer’s father introduces her to ‘their’ new business partner, she’s appalled. Viking-like Rolf Johansson exudes the same alpha-intimidation that jocks used to torment her through high school. After nursing her mother the last several years, she’s trying to break out of her shell and secretly pursue a writing career, but Rolf insists she go through with the rotten deal her father struck with his brother to renovate an old chalet.

Rolf envisions this mountain as a world-class resort for elite athletes and other jet setters. As a downhill champion and owner of a world-renowned sports equipment empire, he knows what it takes to get what he wants. Nothing will stop him, especially not a hotheaded wallflower who turns the ice in his veins to lava.


“I’m saying I don’t know how to deal with it. I’m not a sensitive man. I don’t want to hurt you again.” His fingers crept all the way around her upper arm, thumb stroking her skin as he gently clasped her in his warm grip.

“So don’t,” she suggested with a flash of irritation.

“Okay.” How did he make one word sound so dangerous? Like a dare. “You tell me what hurts more. Resisting or giving in?”

And now she was falling into an eclipse, staring into eyes that were golden and black at the same time, pulling her right out of herself and twisting her around so her body was in a sensual agony, tied up and yearning.

“Should we see?” he murmured, hands touching her with light sorcery, caressing her arm, caressing her throat, tilting up her chin.

She shouldn’t be this stupid, but she did hurt. All the time. With want…

His head lowered, slanted. His mouth hovered so she could feel the magnetic buzz of ions bouncing between their lips. When he nudged, made that first contact, her mouth stung, so hot and sensitized with anticipation she gasped.

He settled his lips over hers, hot and thorough. Confident. He kissed her in a way she had never been kissed before. This man held himself back with monumental discipline, she realized, because when he went for something, he went for it, and he was a force to be reckoned with. He claimed her with irresistible precision, mouth pressing hers open so the connection went from sweet suggestion to overwhelming passion in a single heartbeat.

She opened her mouth and let him in. Kissed him back with more offering than skill, not even hesitating. Compelled. If he was screwing with her—

Whatever she had consciously been thinking sizzled into nothing. She forgot how to form thoughts. All she knew was the feel of his lips against hers, smooth and firm, pulling just enough to make her follow him, then pressing to keep her sealed inside their world.

His hand slid through her hair to cup the back of her skull. His other arm went around her, broad hand slipping beneath her loose shirt to sit against the skin of her lower back, leaving a starfish of heat imprinted there. A shudder went through her, all of her muscles checking out and giving her body over to his strength. All she could do was lift her arms and cling around his neck, plastering herself to him while they devoured each other. Tongues came into play. His. Hers. She moaned, loving the swirling textures. Reveling in their blatant consumption of each other.

He was hard. She felt him against her abdomen and pulses of reaction hit her loins, making her want to grind against him. She wanted to do it already. Now.

As she realized how caught up she was, she yanked back, gasping.

He let her put some space between them, but kept his arm around her. His cheekbones were flushed above his beard, his eyes like liquid gold.

She hadn’t minded that beard, she realized, and wanted to stroke it with her fingers. She touched instead where the soft hairs had scraped against her chin, wondering how that rough-soft abrasion would feel against her stomach. Her thighs.

Her body reacted with a rush of heat and another pulse. She was very aware of the bed right there, while his eyes were halos of light around pupils the size of the moon.

“And that,” he said, accent thick. “Is why it is my business who spends time in this room.”


Award-winning, USA Today Bestselling author Dani Collins thrives on giving readers emotional, compelling, heart-soaring romance with laughter and heat thrown in, just like real life. Mostly she writes contemporary romance for Harlequin Presents and Tule’s Montana Born, but her backlist of forty books also includes self-published erotic romance, romantic comedy, and even an epic medieval fantasy. When she’s not writing—just kidding, she’s always writing. She lives in Christina Lake, BC, Canada with her husband of thirty years who occasionally coaxes her out of her attic office to visit their grown children.


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Tuesday, January 16, 2018

🌟 Freebie Tuesday (Edition #206) 🌟

🌈Happy Tuesday! 

Thanks for stopping by! As always I will be tweeting random freebies that I can find on any given day so if you're looking for more free books make sure to follow me on twitter @JackieBookWorld. :)

***Note that there will be some books that will be free for limited time only, so make sure to download them as soon as you can. Also if there is any specific genre that you guys want me to find books of, let me know in the comment section below. (:  Enjoy! 

*Older Editions will be linked on the menu section (above) under Freebie Tuesday:)

Bellamy and The Brute
by Alicia Michaels
Release Date: March 13th 2017 by Clean Teen Publishing
Series: Bellamy and the Brute #1
Pages: 300
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy, Retelling, Romance
Author's Links: Goodreads, Website, Twitter,

When Bellamy McGuire is offered a summer job babysitting for the wealthy Baldwin family, she’s reluctant to accept. After all, everyone in town knows about the mysterious happenings at the mansion on the hill—including the sudden disappearance of the Baldwin’s eldest son, Tate. The former football star and Golden Boy of Wellhollow Springs became a hermit at the age of sixteen, and no one has seen or heard from him since. Rumors abound as to why, with whisperings about a strange illness that has caused deformity…turned him into a real-life monster. Bellamy wants to dismiss these rumors as gossip, but when she’s told that if she takes the job she must promise to never, ever visit the 3rd floor of the mansion, she begins to wonder if there really is some dark truth being hidden there.

Tate’s condition may not be the only secret being kept at Baldwin House. There are gaps in the family’s financial history that don’t add up, and surprising connections with unscrupulous characters. At night there are strange noises, unexplained cold drafts, and the electricity cuts out. And then there are the rose petals on the staircase. The rose petals that no one but Bellamy seems to be able to see. The rose petals that form a trail leading right up to the 3rd floor, past the portrait of a handsome young man, and down a dark hallway where she promised she would never, ever go…

As Bellamy works to unravel the mysteries of Baldwin House and uncover the truth about Tate, she realizes that she is in way over her head, in more ways than one. Can her bravery and determination help to right the wrongs of the past and free the young man whose story has captured her heart?

(Synopsis taken from Goodreads)


More Than Lies 
by N. E. Henderson
Release Date: March 2016 by Amazon Digital Services
Genres: NewAdult, Romance
Author's Links: Goodreads, Website, Twitter, Facebook

Happy ever after seems so easy for some people. But not for us. We’re locked somewhere between love and hate.


I've loved Shawn nearly all my life. But college is almost over, and it kills me that he's been with every girl in town except me. It's time I let go of old dreams, and of this pain. I'm just not sure I'm strong enough. He's like a tattoo . . . permanently inked on my heart.

But when the foundation of my life crumbles, who will be there for me?


Ink, sex, and lies—that's me. I'm the guy who screws a girl against the wall and then walks. I've been pushing Tara away for years, knowing she’s too good for me, even though it burns to see her with other guys. Now she’s the one walking and I’m not sure I can handle losing her.

Then tragedy rips our lives apart, and I realize too late that I wasted my chance.

Love is stronger than lies . . . or is it?

You'll cry, you'll sigh and you'll squirm in your seat—get your copy of More Than Lies today!
(Synopsis taken from Goodreads)


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Monday, January 15, 2018


SEX, NOT LOVE by VI Keeland

Release Date: January 15th 2018 by C. Scott Publishing Corp.
Pages: 300
Genres: Romance, Contemporary

From #1 New York Times Bestseller Vi Keeland, comes a new, sexy standalone novel. 

My relationship with Hunter Delucia started backwards. 

We met at a wedding—him sitting on the groom’s side, me sitting on the bride’s. Stealing glances at each other throughout the night, there was no denying an intense, mutual attraction. 

I caught the bouquet; he caught the garter. Hunter held me tightly while we danced and suggested we explore the chemistry sparking between us. His blunt, dirty mouth should’ve turned me off. But for some crazy reason, it had the opposite effect on me.

We ended up back in my hotel room. The next morning, I headed home to New York leaving him behind in California with the wrong number.

I thought about him often, but after my last relationship, I’d sworn off of charming, cocky, gorgeous-as-sin men. A year later, Hunter and I met again at the birth of our friends’ baby. Our attraction hadn't dulled one bit. After a whirlwind trip, he demanded a real phone number this time. So I left him with my mother’s—she could scare away any man with her talks of babies and marriage—and flew back home.

I’d thought it was funny, until the following week when he rang the bell at Mom’s house for Sunday night dinner. The crazy, gorgeous man had won over my mother and taken an eight-week assignment in my city. He proposed we spend that time screwing each other out of our systems. 

Eight weeks of mind-blowing sex with no strings attached? What did I have to lose?

Nothing, I thought.
It’s just sex, not love.
But you know what they say about the best laid plans…

About the Author:

Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over eighty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in nineteen languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

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