BLOG TOUR: Weak Knees by Jo Kessel

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By Jo Kessel


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“We got so busy living life that we forgot to live our dreams.”

Danni Lewis has been playing it safe for twenty-six years, but her sheltered existence is making her feel old ahead of time. When a sudden death plunges her into a spiral of grief, she throws caution to the wind and runs away to France in search of a new beginning.

The moment ski instructor Olivier du Pape enters her shattered world she falls hard, in more ways than one.

Their mutual desire is as powerful and seductive as the mountains around them. His dark gypsy looks and piercing blue eyes are irresistible.

Only she must resist, because he has a wife – and she’d made a pact to never get involved with a married man.

But how do you choose between keeping your word and being true to your soul?

Weak at the Knees is Jo’s debut novel in the new adult, contemporary romance genre – a story about love, loss and relationships, set between London and the heart of the French Alps.


I tilt my head into his hand as he strokes my left cheek. He brings his lips in to meet mine and our eyes close. We seal our adulterous pact with a slow, slightly trembling, pressing kiss. When we pull away we smile, then hug standing, bodies tight and swaying, squeezing the breath out of each other.

He prods me playfully, steering me in the direction of my bedroom. When we get there he stands really close, running his hands up and down my arms, then holding my waist and consuming me with his gaze as he pushes me down onto the bed so that I land with him lying on top of me. I love the way his long black eyelashes curl at the ends, flickering. The way his nostrils flare ever so slightly when he inhales. The way his black mop flops forward, giving him a boyish look. We start kissing deeper and more urgently, gliding hands over each others’ bodies, one by one discarding each item of clothing, tossing them carelessly in the air, until we’re lying there completely naked, his flesh on mine. My body is one big tingle. No sooner than his hands gently glide over one part of my frame, my left breast, my right breast, my stomach, in between my legs, than the whole rest of me aches to be touched and not left out. His body is perfect, in its natural, lithe, muscular toning and in the texture of his skin, smooth and soft. His body is perfect in the way it fits on top of mine, meets mine and complements mine. I love feeling him, touching him, watching his eyes close dreamily when I stroke his back or kiss his neck. We take our time, everything in slow motion, taking pleasure in the contours of each others’ bodies.


This book was interesting.  Its about a woman who goes to search for herself after a death sends her into a spiral of grief.  However, in her search she meets a man that she’s attracted to…only problem is the man is married and she made a pact with herself never to get involved with a married man.  The story was interesting.  I did enjoy it but the whole affair thing turned me off.

4 Stars

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1. What is the sweetest thing someone has done for you?

I was playing table tennis with my daughter Nathalie the other night in the back garden. The sun was shining down on us and suddenly Nathalie stopped playing, tilted her head and looked at me. “Mummy,” she said, “you look so beautiful.” My heart nearly stopped, literally. I don’t think anyone, ever, has paid me a compliment that meant quite so much to me.

2. What kind of music you like?

At the moment I’m enjoying everything my youngest daughter Hannah keeps downloading onto my I-phone  (without asking my permission). I can’t get enough of Robin Thicke’s blurred lines (it makes my body sway involuntarily as soon as it starts playing) and Taylor Swift’s duet with Ed Sheeran (Everything Has Changed) is a close second. I’m also a big Coldplay and David Bowie fan.

3. Do you like to dance?

I LOVE to dance – and just wish I could do it with Robin Thicke! Often the children and I put on some music in the kitchen and start dancing. We can repeat the same song five times in a row…….at least.

 4. Can you describe your dream home?

I have two dream homes in mind – not that I’m greedy! The first would be a remote hideaway in the French Alps – a beautiful chalet with its own land and a huge swimming pool in the back garden encircled by mountains. But the one place that completely stole my heart when I visited was San Francisco. I always thought that if I could live anywhere in the world, it would be there. And my dream home would be a colorful clapboard house in Sausalito.

5. If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be? Why?

I’d like to be Elizabeth Bennett in Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. Not only do I love Elizabeth for her strength of character, intelligence and independence, I am also crazy about the male love interest in the story, Mr. Darcy. Secretly I’ve always wanted to marry a Mr. Darcy – he’s handsome, aloof and tantalizingly unobtainable, and yet Elizabeth obtains him all the same.

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When Jo was ten years old she wrote a short story about losing a loved one. Her mother and big sister were so moved by the tale that it made them cry. Having reduced them to tears she vowed that the next time she wrote a story it would make them smile instead. Happily she succeeded and with this success grew an addiction for wanting to reach out and touch people with words. Jo lives in London with her husband and three children where she works as a TV and print journalist. She tells life stories and can often be found travelling the globe researching the next big holiday hotspots for readers to enjoy. Since becoming a mother anything even remotely sad makes her cry. She’s a sucker for a good romance and tear-jerker movies are the worst. She’s that woman in the cinema, struggling to muffle audible wails as everyone else turns round to stare.

P.S Jo’s pretty certain one of her daughters has inherited this gene.

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PROMO POST: A Maine Christmas Or Two by J.S Scott & Cali Mackay

Book One Synopsis 
The Billionaire’s Angel by J.S. Scott (The Billionaire’s Obsession Christmas Story)

Considered an eccentric beast by most of the residents in Amesport,
Maine, Billionaire Grady Sinclair stays isolated on his private
peninsula in a grand mansion most people are afraid to approach. The
arrangement suits Grady just fine, until a fearless angel lands on his
doorstep, making him painfully aware of how lonely he really is, and
how much he wants to keep the fiery blonde cherub for his very own. But
will he have to become the monster the townspeople believe him to be in
order to get his Christmas wish?

Emily Ashworth needs money, and plenty of it. As director of the
Youth Center of Amesport, she either finds the funds she needs to supply
Christmas presents and other items she needs to purchase to give the
kids of Amesport a Christmas, or they won’t have one at all. Desperate,
she ventures to the Amesport Peninsula to ask the wealthiest person in
the area to provide a Christmas for her misplaced, abused, or troubled
kids, and to help keep the doors of the much-needed refuge open. Emily
is shocked when she meets Grady, and surprisingly more attracted to him
than she has ever been to any man. He might have seemed like a
barbarian in the beginning, but Emily quickly learns that Grady is
nothing like she’d imagined. Was the monster of Amesport truly the very
devil, or just a lonely man who needs the gift of love for Christmas?

Grady tried not to flinch as he met his father’s cold, gray-eyed stare, eyes so very much like his own. “I don’t like parties,” he stated flatly, knowing it went much deeper than that, but he
wasn’t about to try to explain. His father had never understood him, and he never would.
“I don’t give a shit about what you like and don’t like. No son of mine is going to be an idiot, a coward. Man up and do what’s expected of you,” his father growled.
“Downstairs. Five minutes. And try not to act like a fool for a change.” Martin
Sinclair turned around and left without another word.
Grady let out a huge sigh, glad that his father was hosting the annual Christmas party and probably didn’t have more time to rake him over the coals for not being the man
he wanted of his sons to be.
Martin Sinclair wanted every one of his children to be just like him, and Grady knew he was…different. He didn’t want to be, but he was, and at the age of eighteen, he knew he’d never be like his
father. Walking to his closet, he pulled out a suit and tie, shucking his jeans and t-shirt to put on more formal clothing. Nothing less than a suit and tie would do, and if he couldn’t act like a
Sinclair, at least he would dress like one.

Book Two 
A Mermaid Isle Christmas by Cali MacKay 
Once Aidan Nordson made his fortune, he was finally able to leave
behind the world that left him broken and scarred. Escaping to Mermaid
Isle, all he wants is to be left alone to live his life and deal with
his demons, but when a blizzard hits and strands Chloe Madison at his
door, the gorgeous and feisty brunette stirs feelings in him he’d rather
push away. Forced together by fate and circumstance, can Aidan let go
of the past that haunts him so he can learn to love again or will the
storm in his heart swallow him in its darkness?


Aidan got ready to hunker down for the nor’easter that was threatening to hit Mermaid Isle.
Maine winters could certainly be brutal, but this storm had veered from its
original course and now threatened to be one for the record books. It would
guarantee the island a picture-perfect, snowy white Christmas, though that did
little to ease the demons that tormented him this time of year.

His pantry was well-stocked, he had a cord of wood for his fireplace, and a generator that
should kick in if he lost power. He even had a bottle of whiskey should the
need arise, though more often than not, he chose to live with the pain rather
than dull it.

It usually helped to stay busy, and he’d found that woodworking and making handcrafted
furniture was the only thing that brought him some semblance of peace. Not that
it would be enough with the holidays approaching.

The wind started to howl and whistle as icy flakes of snow whipped against the large windows. He
stoked the fire and added another piece of wood when there was an unexpected
knock at his door, sending his shaggy hound into a barking fit. “Whist, pup.”

Who the hell was out in this mess? He then thought of his cousin, Lucy, who’d recently moved in
down the road with her husband and was nearly five months pregnant. Panic
snaked through his chest as he yanked the door open, worried she was somehow in

The person on his doorstep wasn’t his cousin, and it sure as hell wasn’t anyone else he
recognized either. She looked like Snow White—porcelain skin with rosy cheeks,
black as night hair, ice blue eyes, and lush, naturally red lips. Definitely
not a local, though what the hell she was doing out in this bad of a storm, he
hadn’t a clue. And it was really coming down now. “Can I help you?” 

About J.S Scott 

Scott is a NY Times & USA Today bestselling author of erotic
romance. She’s an avid reader of all types of books and literature.
Writing what she loves to read, J.S. Scott writes both contemporary
erotic romance stories and paranormal romance erotics. They almost
always feature an Alpha Male and have a happily ever after because she
just can’t seem to write them any other way! She lives with her husband
in the picturesque Colorado Rockies.

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About Cali Mackay 
MacKay lives in New England with her husband, two girls and their crazy
mutt. When not tapping away on her laptop and getting her characters
into trouble, she can be found designing book covers for other authors,
wrangling her girls, and splicing DNA.

She’s also a decent potter, adventurous cook, and horrible gardener. For more information, please go to .

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Touched By You by TH Snyder

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Author: T.H. Snyder

Genre: New Adult Romance

Release Date: October 31, 2013

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Chloe and Derrick have spent most of their lives together as friends and as lovers; they have formed a connection that few couples can make last. This duo is bound by one thing that no one can destroy. They have been touched by one another and no one can take that away.

That is until one of them is forced to make a decision and their lives take on a different path.

Can these two withstand the reality of what lies ahead? Are they able to hold a relationship together with just the mere fact that they may love each other? Is it possible to maintain a bond that no one else has been able to touch?

Chloe and Derrick may have the relationship others dream about, but sometimes things do get in the way and it can be impossible to forgive and forget.





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BLOG TOUR + REVIEW: Trust In Me by J. Lynn

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Companion to #1 New York Times Bestselling WAIT FOR YOU

By: Jennifer L. Armentrout

Writing as J. Lynn

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Releasing Oct 22nd, 2013


It’s Wait for You as you’ve never seen it. Trust in Me lets you in on Cam’s side of the #1 New York Times bestselling story.

Cameron Hamilton is used to getting what he wants, especially when it comes to women. But when Avery Morgansten comes crashing into his life—literally—he finally meets the one person who can resist his soulful baby blues. But Cam’s not ready to give up. He can’t get the feisty and intriguing girl out of his head.

Avery has secrets, secrets that keep her from admitting the feelings Cam knows she has for him. Will persistence (and some delicious homemade cookies) help him break down her barriers and gain her trust? Or will he be shut out of Avery’s life, losing his first real shot at the kind of love that lasts forever?



I Loved Trust In Me.  It was funny, sweet and kept me hooked from the very first page!  I haven’t read Wait For You which is Avery’s POV of events and let me just say…I really want to see how she views her relationship building with Cam!  J. Lynn is an amazing author who knows how to keep her readers hooked and even guessing.  Some of the stuff that Cam and Avery had happen to them in the past…I never would have guessed — and I’m usually really good at that stuff!

5 stars!!

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# 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russel Loki.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes Young Adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen.

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BLOG TOUR & GIVEAWAY: Madeleine Abducted by M.S. Willis


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maddycoveralt2-206x300She was meant to be his destruction…
A pawn played in a perilous game between 
father and son…
Yet, her strength was more than either 
man could imagine. 
As Maddy learns to save herself… 
She becomes the one thing that could 
set the son free.

Madeleine Clark was raised to become a concert cellist. Sheltered and naïve, she remains hidden behind her music, a protection from the world around her. On the night of her first solo performance, Maddy accepts the admiration of a stranger and finds herself captive in a cruel and twisted power struggle between a sadistic father and his son, Aaron.

Seemingly, dangerous and uncaring, Aaron manages the business operations of his father’s estate. Wanting nothing to do with the slaves kept at the Estate, Aaron refuses to take part in the deeper depravities of his father. Despite his resistance, Aaron’s father ‘gifts’ him with a petite, brunette woman he can’t refuse. 

A bond forged in conspiracy and deceit, Aaron struggles to save Maddy by teaching her to survive in the world in which he’d been raised. An unlikely union, Aaron soon learns that great strengths can exist within small packages, while Madeleine learns that love and light can exist in the darkest of places.


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            Finding her voice, Maddy spoke out of turn, not thinking about the repercussions her words could elicit.  “I would prefer you call me by my name.”  She peaked up at him through her lashes.  “Maddy, I would prefer that you call me Maddy.”

            Aaron stopped with his bare back turned to her, taking several minutes to finally respond, he asked, “What makes you think you are allowed to ask that?  If I wanted, I could call you slave…”  He turned to face her, the contours of chest perfectly shadowed, his strength unquestionable.  “…or whore.”  His swagger was slow as he approached her, a hunter skilled in pursuit.  “Would you prefer those names to ‘Mouse’?”

            Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, Maddy fidgeted with her hands, refusing to look Aaron in the eyes.  She could feel his gaze touching her skin, his perusal of the woman barely half his size.  The heat of his body rolled off of him as he circled her.  It was the feeling of a soft blanket and lustful threat wrapped around her at the same time.  When the deep resonation of his voice occurred again, she cringed, fearing he would strike out at her for the incorrect answer.  “Why do you dislike the name I have given you?”

            Continuing to fidget, Maddy trained her eyes on her feet, not daring to look up into the endless green she knew stared down at her.  Gripping her under her chin, Aaron pulled her face up to look at him, his eyes searching hers for the answer to his question.  “You will speak when I tell you.”  Dropping his hand from her face, he took a step back placing distance between them.  “Now answer me.”

            Her heart pounded against the walls of her chest, her throat constricted, making it difficult for her to breath.  Fear consumed her as she stood in the shadow of the man who’d taken at least two lives that day.  Barely a whisper, her voice squeaked out the answer to his question. “Because a mouse is a furry little rodent, something detested.” 

            Aaron stood thoughtful and silent above her.  When he didn’t respond, Maddy quietly added, “I guess it’s better than Xander’s name for me.”

            Laughter bellowed out, causing the toned muscles of Aaron’s broad chest to flex and relax before her eyes.  The sound of his amusement so real, it caused her to want to smile in response to seeing a piece of his mask falling away, revealing parts of him not witnessed by many people.  Containing himself, Aaron’s eyes sparkled as he asked, “And what, exactly, is Xander’s name for you?”

            A scowl creased the fine skin between her eyes, her mouth pulled into the pout of a sulking child.  “He calls me ‘cricket’…an insect.  It’s odd that you both refer to me as nothing more than a common household pest. 

            Aaron’s smile faltered as he looked down upon the beautiful girl who didn’t fully understand her role.  “No, Madeleine, you are not a common household pest…”

            Maddy looked up at him, anticipating what he would say next.

            For a fleeting second, he looked genuinely amused, but his expression was quickly replaced with indifference and contempt as he stated, “you are lower than even a pest in your role as a slave.”



I was looking forward to reading this book and I thought it was good.  However, it was also really violent and dark and that just didn’t sit well with me.  Don’t get me wrong I knew what I was getting into and I did enjoy the story but it was just too much for me at times.  And the idea of it all taking place in hell was a little weird.  I have read other books were the woman is taken and treated as a slave and the man develops feelings and enjoyed them so that was not the issue.  Plus I also want a HEA…and this book tells you at the very beginning that you will not get one.  To sum up my review…Yes I did enjoy this book just not as much as I have others that are similar to either.

3 3/4 stars

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Melissa-photo-200x300M.S. Willis is a romance novelist whose debut novel, Control, was released in 2013.  Although currently writing in the romance genre, Willis has plans to expand her literary pursuits into multiple genres and has no fear conquering difficult subject matters in her writing.  Willis is a native Floridian who is also a photographer and musician.  When not absorbing herself in written, visual or musical expression, Willis is an adrenaline junkie, a ‘closet’ video game enthusiast, and an avid outdoors person and nature lover.

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RELEASE DAY: Tattoos and Tangles by Melinda A. Di Lorenzo



Tattoos and Tangles, a nail-biting romantic suspense novel, releases on Kindle today. 
I’m really excited about it, and I want to share my excitement, so I’m giving away some swag! (Because what’s better than spreading the love?) I’ve got a limited number of signed postcards, featuring the stunning Tattoos and Tangles cover. I’ve got 3 Kindle copies of the book. And I’ve got a virtual amazon gift card valued at $10. To win, simply click the link above and interact with the RELEASE DAY POST! (Share, like, comment…) I can’t wait for everyone to read it!

RELEASE DAY: Finding The Right Girl by Violet Duke

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From the New York Times & USA Today bestselling author who brought you the Nice Girl to Love trilogy, comes A Nice GUY to Love spin-off…
Brian Sullivan has been in love twice in his lifetime. He lost his first love to early-onset Huntington’s, and he lost the other more recently…to his
brother. And somehow, his heart has managed to heal itself after both. Amazingly, without therapy. That doesn’t mean he hasn’t gotten a bit more cautious, however. Lately, Brian’s been thinking that maybe his brother’s now retired nothing-but-flings rule isn’t such a bad idea after all. Unfortunately, as the unofficial nice guy poster boy, Brian isn’t exactly versed in the fine art of flings. So he looks to the outrageously ‘unique,’ inexplicably enigmatic, provokingly button-pushing Tessa Daniels for a crash course.
There’s absolutely no way he’s falling in love with this one…right? 
Tessa has no idea what she was thinking telling Brian that she was some sort of fling expert. She’s never been flung before and she sure as heck doesn’t know where or how to begin flinging a guy like Brian. It was a temporary lapse in sanity—no doubt because of the can’t-help-but-fall-for-him brain fuzz that hits her whenever he’s around. Not only does the man have her being more herself than she’s ever been in her life, but he’s the only person she knows who seems to have as many demons and skeletons in the closet as she does. What’s more, he’s got her thinking of the one thing she stopped letting herself even hope for years ago. 
A happily ever after.


“Babe, we have to stop.  You’re hurting and your emotions have gone through the wringer tonight.  I can’t take advantage of you like that.”

“Then don’t,” she replied simply, wrapping her arms around his neck.  “Let me take advantage of you.”

Jerking back to put some head-clearing distance between them was about as painful as ripping off his own skin.  “Why don’t we just hang out tonight?  We can sit and talk more about those dickheads we ran into tonight if it’ll help, or we could just watch a movie…anything you want to do.” 

He quickly snatched her wandering hands as they traveled down his lats and started tugging at the hem of his t-shirt.  “Anything except that,” he groaned.  “Work with me here, woman.”  Raggedly, he put his forehead against hers and counted to ten to try and find the tattered remains of his restraint. 

The thought almost made him laugh.  Who was he kidding?  He had no restraint when it came to Tessa.  By the fifth second, his lips had already found their way back to hers. 

And goddammit if her whole body didn’t just tremble right there in his arms.

She was just so mind-wreckingly responsive.  As usual, without even trying, she was driving him batshit crazy. 

Tapping into a reserve even he didn’t know he had, he broke off the kiss and took another step away from her.  Then he watched in sad disbelief as her expression became completely shuttered a half an instant later—closing him out behind the walls of a now ten-story castle and a moat filled with fire-breathing piranhas. 

The lightning quick response time of her defenses was a punch to his gut.  What the hell happened in her past?

“Look Brian, if you don’t want to, you can just tell me you know.  I’m a big girl; you don’t have to make excuses to let me down easy—”

He gave her a look that said he wondered about her IQ before grabbing her hand and dragging it over the zipper of his jeans.  “Does that feel like I don’t want to?

Her eyes widened, and her grip closed tight around him.

Bourbon soaked shards of glass went hissing down his throat.  “For chrissakes, stop.”  The blood supply in his brain was dipping down to a dangerous low.

And the damn temptress was clearly all torn up about it.  He glared at the smile she was biting back.  “I’m glad you find this so amusing.”

“It’s not amusement, it’s relief.  Here I was thinking it was just me getting affected with my perpetually wet panties around you and all.”

A seriously pained groan escaped him then.  “To preserve my sanity—and your panties—don’t use the word wet in any more sentences tonight.”

She sighed.  “I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal out of this.  You heard Troy earlier this evening.  Being the ‘good girl’ was never my thing.”  She brushed up against the hardening ridge tenting his jeans to drive home her point.

With a muttered curse, he clamped one arm around her waist and tangled his free hand in her hair.  “Sweetheart, this thing between us is a big deal,” he said roughly, tugging gently on her hair and nearly losing it when she arched her back in response.  Her fitted tee was so paper-frickin’-thin.  One sharp yank was all it’d take to rip it right down the middle.

Jesus Christ, he needed to find some control

“Tessa, when, and yes I said when we have sex, I’ll make damn sure that every single second of it seeps into your bones, burns into your memory, and turns into a relentless craving that makes you forget all the assholes from your past,” he ran his lips along the thrumming pulse at her throat, “and if I’m really lucky, it’ll also help ruin you for all other men completely.” 


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violetdukeViolet’s Bio

A former professor of English Education at the University of Hawai’i, Violet does in fact miss teaching terribly but is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. When she’s not catering to the whims of her story characters or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, she enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools while trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first and cooking ‘special edition’ dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. Violet lives in Hawai’i with her two cute kids and similarly adorable husband.

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