Release Week Event: Until the End by Abbi Glines

We would love for you to join us in a release week event for UNTIL THE END by New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Abbi Glines from October 28-November 4, 2014! 

Title: Until The End (Sea Breeze #9)

Author: Abbi Glines

Publisher: Simon Pulse (October 28, 2014)

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The backstory that fans have been clamoring for—how Rock and Trisha fell in love—is the final installment in the Sea Breeze series from New York Times bestselling author Abbi Glines. And don’t miss the sizzling Epilogue, where Abbi wraps up all the Sea Breeze couples’ stories!

Trisha Corbin always knew how to hide a bruise. With her momma’s boyfriends unable to keep their hands off of her, she had no choice. And as long as it meant the guys wouldn’t go near her little brother, Krit, it was worth it. But her days of dreaming that Prince Charming would ever come rescue her are far, far in the past.

Rock Taylor always had a plan. Through football, he would rise above the life he was born into. A full ride to play for a major college team was within his reach—assuming he didn’t let anything get in his way. But scoring a date with the hottest girl in Sea Breeze was proving harder than expected. Trisha Corbin was every man’s walking fantasy, and she wouldn’t even glance his way.

When Rock finally does get Trisha in his truck, it isn’t for a date. It’s because he picks her up on the side of the road, beaten and bruised and walking to the local hospital. Before Rock knows it, football is no longer his life. Trisha Corbin is. And he’ll do anything to save her. And keep her.

In addition to Rock and Trisha’s love story, this special novel contains the wrap-up stories of all your favorite Sea Breeze couples: Sadie and Jax, Marcus and Low, Cage and Eva, Preston and Amanda, Jess and Jason, Krit and Blythe, and Dewayne and Sienna.

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I had tried words with her. I had tried actions. I had tried everything to get her to realize that I wanted her. That I wanted to be near her. That I wanted her to be mine.

She was making me lose my mind.

I stalked toward her and she backed up against the wall as she watched me, wide eyed and confused.

Dammit she was too sexy to be fucking cute too. That was shit guys couldn’t shake off. Girls like her weren’t supposed to exist. They made men weak. She had me so fucking tangled in knots it was painful.

I placed my palms on the brick wall on either side of her head and stopped only an inch from our bodies touching. “What do I have to do to get you to get this? What, Trisha? Fuck, you’re all I can think about,” I said softly as my gaze dropped from her eyes to those plump lips I played with in my fantasies.

The tip of her pink tongue wet her bottom lip and I was lost.

My mouth covered hers and the small gasp that broke from her lips was the only chance I needed to slide my tongue onto the sweet heat of hers. I had kissed a lot of girls. But never had I felt like my world was being completely rocked.

Trisha’s hands slipped over my shoulders and she held onto me. And that was fucking perfect. She wasn’t pushing me away. She was holding on to the ride and, damn, it was one hell of a ride.

The softness of her lips moved under mine and then she began to join in on the kiss. It took all my willpower to keep from pressing her against the wall. I had to be careful with her ribs. But I wanted my hands on her. I wanted to get lost in how wonderful she felt.

When she leaned into me and whimpered I broke the kiss and moved back instantly. “Are you okay?” I asked, looking down at her ribs.

She didn’t respond, and panic that I’d hurt her started to grip me. I found her eyes and saw the same arousal in them that I had been feeling until that whimper had scared me.

I started to lower my mouth again, needing to taste her more.

“No, wait,” she breathed, pressing both her hands on my chest this time.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked her.

She shook her head. “No, it’s just. I… we shouldn’t… why did you do that?”

I closed my eyes and forced myself to be patient with her. Trisha had her issues and trust was one of them.

“Because I’m crazy about you. Because your lips are the prettiest damn lips I’ve ever seen. Because you think you’re a burden to me when I just want to keep you close to me all the time. Because you are making me lose my mind. Because I don’t want to be your friend, Trisha. I want to be yours.”

Her mouth fell slightly open as her blue eyes stared up at me in surprise. How did she not already know all this? It wasn’t like I was being subtle.

“You’re… you’re crazy about me?” she asked.

I held back a laugh. “Yeah, and everyone seems to see it but you.”

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New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of TWISTED PERFECTION, FALLEN TOO FAR, NEVER TOO FAR, JUST FOR NOW, WHILE IT LASTS, BECAUSE OF LOW, BREATHE, THE VINCENT BOYS, THE VINCENT BROTHERS, THE EXISTENCE TRILOGY.

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AMONG MONSTERS by Jamie McGuire - Pre-Release EVENT

Travel back to Red Hill on Halloween!

AMONG MONSTERS will be here on October 31st!

Title: Among Monsters (A Red Hill Novella)

Author: Jamie McGuire

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Being thirteen has pitfalls of its own, but growing up has never been this hard.
Jenna had promised her mother that if the worst happened during her dad’s weekend, they would meet at Red Hill Ranch. When she finds seven words spray-painted on her dad’s wall the morning after a deadly outbreak, she makes a promise to herself: to get to the ranch with her seven-year-old sister, Halle, and to get them both there alive.

Among Monsters is the companion novella to Red Hill, both exploring from different perspectives what many broken families experience every other weekend: What if your children aren't with you when the world ends? What would you do to get to them? What would they go through to get to you?

For Jenna, seeing her mother again is worth everything. Determined to keep her promise, she is faced with experiences and decisions that force her to leave her childhood behind.

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The governor was elevated above the crowd on a make-shift stage in the center of the room, speaking comforting words into a microphone, as people yelled questions and concerns.

“I hear what you’re saying. I’m not saying not to worry. With words like epidemic and now pandemic being thrown around…it’s a worrisome situation. But we’re safe here, and that’s what we need to focus on now. Panic won’t solve anything.”

“Is it the terrorists?” someone yelled.

“No,” the governor said, amused. “I’ve been told it’s a virus.”

“What kind of virus?” someone else asked.

“We’re not exactly sure yet,” Governor Bellmon said.

He was being honest. I’d give him that.

“There are reports in Mississippi!” a man said, holding up his phone.

The crowd erupted, and the governor leaned over to whisper something in a man’s ear. He was dressed in a suit, and he nodded before leaving the stage immediately. He walked over to Tom, the fire chief, just feet away from where we stood. Tom listened intently to the man in the suit and then waved to his men to come closer.

“The governor has ordered we gather water and supplies. We’re going into disaster mode, guys. I know most of you came in for the photo op, but you’re getting called in. Let’s get going.”

The men gave a nod and turned for the back door. Dad looked around and caught Tom as he was making his way toward the police chief and the mayor.

“Tom, I’ve got my little girls here,” Dad said.

Tom looked down at Halle and me and then nodded, giving Dad an unspoken pass, before he continued on.

“Now what?” I asked.

“We wait for the guys to get back and help as best as we can.” He leaned in, whispering in my ear. “Do me a favor, Jenna. Stay off your phone. I don’t want any of the stuff on the news to scare your sister.”

I felt a small hand grip mine. I knelt down beside Halle. Her stringy blonde hair was a ratty mess as it always was after school. Her clothes were mismatched, and her heather-gray hoodie jacket was tied around her waist. She pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, her ice-blue eyes glistening.

We couldn’t look more different—Halle with her light-blue eyes and tiny frame and me with my honey-brown irises and chestnut hair. I was always athletic, always pushing against boundaries, vying for independence, even when I was little. Halle just always seemed so fragile.

As if she could hear my thoughts and personify them, she squeaked her next words, “I want Mom.”

“I bet she’ll head this way as soon as she gets off work. She’ll want to be here with us,” I said.

Halle shook her head. “She won’t come here, Jenna. She’ll go to our place.”

“Red Hill? That’s just if something bad happens, silly.”

Halle looked around at the roomful of frightened people. “This is bad, Jenna.”

I stood and squeezed her to my side.

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About the Author:

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

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

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



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COVER REVEAL: You and Everything After by Ginger Scott

Title: You and Everything After (Falling #2)

Author: Ginger Scott

Age: NA

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release date: December 5, 2014

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I’m that teenaged girl who has MS. You haven’t met me, but you’ve seen me around. You probably know my sister. We’re twins, and she’s the pretty one. Maybe you’ve heard about my reputation, how much I like to hook up at parties—how easy it is to get me in bed, get what you want, and forget about me after.

Forget what you think you know. I’m leaving that girl behind.

College is all about new beginnings. So from now on—I’m just Cass. And the rest…it isn’t written yet. And no one else gets to write my story for me.

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“Tyson Preeter doesn’t do can’t.”

That’s exactly what I want people to think when they see me. I am strong, invincible, confident, intelligent—arrogant. I’m the man who always finds a way around, over and through—until there’s nothing left. Since losing my ability to walk six years ago, I’ve relearned life. I don’t need sympathy. I don’t want charity. And I don’t do love.

It’s better this way, saves my disappointments for me, and me alone, and it saves my strength for everything I want.

But Cass Owens is about to wreck everything. She’s about to steal all of my strength away from me, because she needs it more. She’s about to break all of my rules, and break down all of my walls. She’s about to own me…completely.

And I’m about to let her.

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“So honestly, when do I get to kiss you again?” She laughs at my harsh left turn in our conversation. I love the way she laughs. There’s this rasping sound that comes from deep inside her that shows it’s genuine, and her smile creases deep into her cheeks.

She flops to her back, and I instantly kick myself for causing her to move away. “You’re really trying to wear me down, aren’t you?” she says, her hand running along the side of her face until she covers her eyes, peering at me through her barely spread fingers.

“Wow, well…I’ve never really had to wear anyone down before…” I say, shielding my slightly dented ego.

“And that’s precisely why we need to be friends, and why I can’t kiss you…” she starts, and I interrupt.

“Again,” I say.

“Right, again,” she whispers and moves her hand back to cover her eyes. I take this opportunity to roll onto my side and really look at her, the way her lips barely part when she breathes, the small twitches they make when she fights against her body’s urge to smile, the tiny movement of her tongue as it wets her lips. I have to kiss her again.

“But…and hear me out,” I say, startling her with how close I am. She uncovers her eyes and turns to face me, scooting back a few more inches just to maintain this new self-imposed “safety”distance.  “Maybe the fact that I am willing to work so hard just to get you to say yes makes you different.”

She stares into my eyes for several long seconds, her lips slightly parted as she considers this. “Am I? Different?” she asks.

“Now see, there’s the catch,” I say, running my thumb softly over the wrinkles in the sheet between us. “I can’t know for certain unless I kiss you again.”

“Oh really,” she says, smirking.

“Cross my heart,” I say, motioning my hand across my chest. “It’s in the handbook.”

“There’s a handbook,” she says.

“Uh, duh. There’s always a handbook,” I challenge back.

“And your handbook says you can’t tell if I’m worth your time without jamming your tongue down my throat?” she fires back.

“Wow. Again with the word slap,” I say, secretly loving this back-and-forth we’ve got going now.

“Word slap?” she questions.

“Yeah, like, you just bitch-slapped me in the face with your words. Word slap,” I say with a shrug. She holds my gaze after this and bites at the corner of her lip, her eyes squinting as she decides her next move.

“Okay, how’s this,” she says, leaning in a little closer, closing the gap in the invisible barrier she seems to have instituted when I started talking about kissing. “You can kiss me again…” I move toward her on instinct, but she’s quick to put her hand against my chest to stop me. I grip it, tight, and meet the dare in her eyes. “But not until you mean it.”

There’s a fire in her eyes when she says this, one that I don’t disrespect, and don’t dare cross. It’s not threatening, but it’s serious, and I have this feeling churning in my stomach that Cass Owens is what Nate and I like to call a game changer. Her words have my heart racing, my mind worried that I can’t mean it enough, at least not yet. All of our playfulness from seconds before has ceased with this line she’s drawn, and I will obey it.

Holding her gaze, I lift the hand I’ve trapped against my body to my mouth and press my lips to her open palm. I don’t speak, and I don’t break our line of sight. But I don’t kiss her, either. 

Book one, This is Falling

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About Ginger Scott

Ginger Scott is a writer and journalist from Peoria, Arizona. She is the author of four young and new adult romances, with her fifth title, This Is Falling, set to release in late August 2014.

Scott has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.

When she's not writing, the odds are high that she's somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Scott is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork 'em, Devils).

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SYNOPSIS REVEAL: Marrow by Tarryn Fisher

In the Bone there is a house.
In the house there is a girl.
In the girl there is a darkness.

Margo is not like other girls. She lives in a derelict neighborhood called the Bone, in a cursed house, with her cursed mother, who hasn't spoken to her in over two years. She lives her days feeling invisible. It's not until she develops a friendship with her wheelchair-bound neighbor, Judah Grant, that things begin to change. When neighbourhood girl, seven-year-old Neveah Anthony, goes missing, Judah sets out to help Margo uncover what happened to her.

What Margo finds changes her, and with a new perspective on life, she's determined to find evil and punish it--targeting rapists and child molesters, one by one.

But hunting evil is dangerous, and Margo risks losing everything, including her own soul.

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I am a real life villain, truly. I drink sick amounts of Starbucks. Most of the time my hair smells like coffee. I was born in South Africa, and lived there for most of my childhood. I moved to Seattle just for the rain. Rome is my favorite place in the world so far, Paris comes in at a close second. I read and write more than I sleep. When I was eleven, I wrote an entire novel about runaway orphans, using only purple ink. I am addicted to Florence and the Machine and will travel to see concerts. I love scary movies and giraffes. I spend way too much time on Facebook. Meet you there?…

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One More Chance by Abbi Glines

This won't be a long review by any means, but if you are a die-hard Abbi Glines' fan, then One More Chance will not disappoint you. It gives you everything that you could hope for, and everything that reminds you of why you read her books to begin with.

After having a gun pulled on him by the girl who essentially put all the chaos that is into motion and all the other crap that he's gone through, I wanna hug Ms. Glines for what she did to Grant in this book. 

What I wasn't prepared for was the little bit of forgiveness I found myself dishing out and the additional bit of heartache that somehow crept in. I can't tell you what I'm talking about (cause that would be a spoiler!), but if you want closure and are in the mood to pass out some redemption, read One More Chance.

My ONE FAVOURITE K.A. Tucker MOMENT

My favourite K.A. Tucker moment actually happened before I read any of her books. It happened before I met her at a book signing. It happened before the GPS got us lost and the snow storm almost killed us on what was the LONGEST ROAD TRIP EVER!

My favourite K.A. Tucker moment was at a book signing that she was NOT attending. It was the first time I went to one of these. It was the first time I realized I was not alone in my love of books and disregard for sleep. It was the first time I met people who understood that 2 large coffees were ALWAYS the answer to a sleepless night because just-one-more-chapter turned into crap-it's-4am-and-I-read-the-entire-book!

If you've ever been in a congregation of book-lovers, you know that the conversation always turns into what everyone has read. There is shock when a title is mentioned and you stare at them with a blank face. There is giddiness and lots of eeeeking when you talk to someone who has read the same books as you. It's like you've met your other half. Because your true other half got really tired of hearing you talk about that character in that book so they put you on a plane so you can be among your people and he can watch Sunday Night Football in peace.

So my favourite moment...

While we were waiting for the authors to come out, about 5 people (all at the same time), asked me if I've read K.A. Tucker. I hadn't. This was early 2013 and I'd only binge reading NA for the past month (26 days to be exact, and I read 30 books in that time frame). There was a collective WHAAAAAAAT?! from the audience. I thought I might have to skip the signing if I wanted to make it out alive. But in a moment of brilliance, I took out my phone and opened by notepad app to write down the title that the group was yelling at me.

Ten Tiny Breaths.
The cover is blue and has a girl with red hair on it.
You have to read it.
OMG - you have to read it.
I can't believe you haven't ready it!

On January 20, 2013 at 2:03pm Dallas Texas time (I took the screen shot this morning, hence the 7:16am), I was introduced to K.A. Tucker. That people who I instantly trusted recommended her first, and she was the first one I wrote down - that it my favourite K.A. Tucker moment. The instant love for a book that I had never heard of, a cover I'd never seen, and an author I didn't know.

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Try (Temptation Series Book 1) & Take (Temptation Series Book 2) by Ella Frank

Uhhh...How to start this? Seriously, I'm not entirely sure.

I stumbled upon the title of the first book and noticed the names Tate and Logan. Because of my aversion to reading reviews and blurbs before I read the book, I left it at that. I did think to myself that Tate seemed to be a very popular name these days for female characters.

Have you read this book? Are you laughing yet? Because about 10% into Try, I was. Not because I thought the story was funny, or because it seemed so far-fetched, but because for once in my reading-life, I was completely taken out of my comfort zone and I had no one to blame but myself. I couldn't blame the author, because it turns out the blurb would have explained a few things. I can't blame the reviews, because after I finished both books in a day and a half(!), I finally read them.

Logan is a whore. Tate is a bartender. Logan is an a--hole. Tate is straight. Logan is still an a--hole. But Logan usually gets what he wants.

Here is the link to Try on Amazon --> http://amzn.to/1pU1vtm so you can be the opposite of me and read the blurb.

You'll also find a considerable amount of reviews that will do this book more justice that I can muster at the moment. I will say this though; if this is not what you normally go for, I honestly think you'd be surprised at how much you'll like the characters. There's a whole lot of sex, swearing, angst, and all around hotness. I'm not saying this is for this will be for everyone. Heck, I didn't think I would be so obsessed with it after 36 hours, but something worth knowing about me - I love my sleep. And the book has to be really good for me to give it up.

If you're still reading this, there must be something in this post that piqued your interest. Good. Try is book 1 in the series, and Take is book 2. I thank the book-gods for One-Click and very fast internet download speeds. Without either of them, I might have actually had to do house work yesterday when I finished the first book. And I really didn't want to do that. I just wanted more Logan and Tate. So if you make it through Try, you NEED Taken. You need to read more about their relationship, you need to have the feels (yeah I know, this was a word on a list of words that no one over 18 should use - so sue me), and most importantly, you just need it.