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Friday, March 27, 2015

Love M.D. by Rebecca Rohman

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Title: Love M.D.
Author: Rebecca Rohman
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance with Elements of Suspense
Release Date: Tuesday, February 24, 2015          

As an accomplished interior designer in San Francisco’s Bay Area, Zoe Jenkins is used to transforming empty spaces into masterpieces. She leaves little square footage in her personal life for anything outside of her thriving business and a renewed relationship with her twin brother. After a decade spent ripped apart by circumstance and an entire ocean’s distance she depends on no one but him. Until a sexy surgeon walks into her life. Although Zoe can’t deny her attraction to the charming and benevolent Morgan Drake, he’s on her mental list of everything she should avoid. Past experience taught Zoe that dating clients compromises business. Add a not-yet-dissolved marriage to the mix and Doctor Hottie is definitely Doctor Off-limits. Dr. Morgan Drake is surprised at the undeniable chemistry he feels when he’s in the same room as Zoe. The strikingly beautiful and introverted designer he hired to fill his new-start, new-city home makes it abundantly clear there will never be anything between them. But twelve years of medical school breeds persistence. He sets out to pursue the pants off Zoe Jenkins and show her what her empty spaces are missing. But intense passion and amazing sex have a way of masking secrets—secrets that unravel a dangerous web of drugs, fraud and corruption that turn Zoe’s empty, quiet spaces into a world where nothing is as it seems. With her life on the line, the good doctor responsible for her fiercest betrayal might just be the only one worthy of her finest interior masterpiece—this time, of her heart.    

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★ ABOUT THE AUTHOR Rebecca Rohman, is a wife and designer currently living in the Northeastern United States. She was a former Sales Manager for a tourist magazine, and for many years prior, she first did Marketing for a jewelry company, and later a fine wine distributor. About fifteen years ago, she started writing her first romance novel, Uncorked just to purely entertain herself. It was not until early in 2012 when she decided to complete it, and share it with the world. The story was published in February of 2013. Her second novel Love, Lies & The D.A. was released in February, 2014. Love M.D. is her third novel.        Love-M.D-SQ-3    

★ EXCERPT Belvedere. 
The name of my next stop reminds me of my life growing up in France. Seeing the small island in the distance as I drive along Tiburon Boulevard, my mind drifts back to my time in the small village just outside the Côte d’Azur named Belvédère.

Belvedere, San Francisco, however, is a very affluent community on a little island outside of San Francisco. I’ve had clients in the area in the past, but not recently. I navigate through the narrow street then pull up to the stately open gates. As I drive down the steep, zigzag driveway, it almost feels like I’m driving down Lombard Street in San Francisco.

Soon, the elegant contemporary with well-manicured grounds shows her beautiful face. With an attractive stone front and cubed windows that touch the gables, I know the inside of this house will be flooded with light. Through the trees at the bottom of the hill, San Francisco Bay shimmers.

Glancing at my watch, I notice I’m a few minutes early. I take a second to make sure my satchel and portfolio are in order and touch up my make-up.

I knock on the door and tap my boot lightly on the beige and grey slate porch. I’m ready to get this consultation over and done with. I love my job, but after driving to San José today plus meeting three other clients, I need a bed.

I ring the doorbell. When I get no response, I ring a second and third time. I know someone must be home because faint sounds of OneRepublics Counting Stars filter around the glass entry doors. A black motorcycle and a black Tesla are parked in the attached garage. In a detached garage at the end of the driveway is a black Land Rover. Rows of vibrant rainbow-colored paper line the walls, a total contradiction for a lover of all things black.

Just as I’m about to pull my cell from my pocket to search for the number Jada gave me, I hear a distant, “Just a minute,” from inside.

A younger man, probably a year or two older than me, opens the door. He’s practically naked-dripping wet with a buff and rugged body, black hair and hazel eyes. Despite my five-inch heels, he hovers at least six inches above me. Wearing only swimming trunks, he’s hot as hell. My first thought is Zach telling me “your fingers can’t do the job forever.” Perhaps he can. I find myself distracted by the specimen that stands before me, and for a second, I forget why I’m here.

“Yes. May I help you?”

His deep voice snaps me back to reality. “Oh, yes. I’m here to see Doctor Drake, please.”

“Yes, what can I do for you?”

Surprised, I ask, “You’re Doctor Morgan Drake?”

“That would be me.” A dimple appears on his left cheek.

I feel a bit warm inside. Oh làlà.

“Oh… I’m sorry. I was expecting someone much older. I’m Zoë,” I say, outstretching my hand to shake his.

He hesitates, “Zoë?”

“Yes, Zoë Jenkins… your eight o’clock. Jada Kole set this up.”

“Oh gosh, I’m sorry,” he says, raking his fingers through his wet hair. “I thought you’d be here at eight in the morning.”

“She must have misunderstood. I apologize. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I can come back then,” I say, about to turn away.

Quickly, he takes my hand then brings his other hand in to sandwich mine. “No, Zoë.”

His hold is firm yet tender, and despite the dampness that surrounds my hand, an unusual warmth accompanies his grasp. Our eyes meet, and for an instant, we stare at each other in silence. At the same moment, we pull away. The connection between us perplexes me, and a few butterflies flutter inside me.

“You’re here. Please come in.” He steps aside and gestures me in, directing me around the droplets of water that circle his feet.

“Are you sure? It’s not a problem for me to return in the morning.”

“I’m sure. If you’ll excuse me for a moment, I’ll go throw some clothes on. Then we can talk.”  

Pas à cause de moi, je l’espère... [Not on account of me, I hope…]

“Please… make yourself as comfortable as possible,” he says before heading up the glass staircase.

As he walks away, I take a moment to admire the delightful creature that climbs the stairs-his firm ass, well defined back, and from that tan, I guess he spends a lot of time in that pool I see in the distance. Every contour starting from the top of his broad shoulders to his well-toned calves clinches as he climbs the stairs, and I feel the heat rise in my body.  

Très, très, très, sexy…
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  1. OneRepublic, Counting Stars
  2. Lenny Kravitz, Fly Away
  3. Au Clair de la Lune
  4. Sarah McLachlan, Angel
  5. Chris Isaacs, Wicked Game
  6. Claude Debussys, Clair de Lune
  7. Jason Mraz, I Won't Give Up
  8. Ella Fitzgerald, What are you doing this New Year's Eve
  9. Regina Spektor, My Dear Acquaintance (A Happy New Year)



Wednesday, March 25, 2015

The Flipside: Jessalyn's Story by Leia Madison

Title: The Flipside: Jessalyn’s Story
Author: Leia Madison
Cover Reveal: March 25th, 2015
Release Date: May 19th 2015
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Born to a prom queen, turned heroin dealer, that turned tricks for her next high, JessalynRumley has lived a life that most people would say is too far-fetched to be true.

Getting pulled into fights between her mother and that monster, left Jessalyn knowing that she would be covering up bruises for days to come.

Her one saving grace from her tormented, hell storm of a life, was her Grandmother. She was her safe haven. A place where the whispers and stares from the town could never touch her.

A place where she learned, that sometimes in life, when you have nothing left to lose… the best way to change… is on the Flipside…

This is Jessalyn’s story.
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Watching my best friend Addison of over twenty years dance with her new fiancée, I feel my heart bursting with love and pride for her. She was never meant to be with Curt, I knew from the moment he started charming his way into her life in high school, he was bad news. But… this man… this beautiful, tall, commanding man, Michael Crestmoore, that’s her soul mate. He looks at her like a man in love, a man that will always cherish her and love her no matter what. You can always tell looking at a man when he is in love. His face will have a softness to it, a glow if you will, and his smile will reach his eyes just by looking at her.
I feel Skyler’s fingers lightly dance over the back of my neck and I know he is thinking the same thing. My husband of fifteen years Skyler Gauge Rumley is the love of my life. Sandy brown hair that at one time… was thick and lush but, add one crazy ass wife and two kids later, you get a sexy receding hairline. Blue-green eyes, and a body built like a brick shit house he’s 6’3 and 240 but he is a big Teddy bear to our kids and a sex machine for my love pocket.
If it wasn’t for Skyler, I most likely wouldn’t be the person I am today. Besides Addison, he is the only one that knows the real story of where I came from and how I survived. Sure there are loads of crap rumors and shit stories but it’s a small town and that goes hand in hand. It’s not a tiny town just small compared to Milwaukee where my Uncle Joe lives.
Joe is the brother of my dead birther, Renee Sarah Allen. I say birther because she was neither a mom or mother not even a parent really, just a junky… loser… waste of life. That may sound cruel, but it’s the truth. She used before she was preggers used during her pregnancy and as soon as she shit me out she was back on the pipe three days later. That’s what my Grammy told me anyway.
My grammy, Evalyn Louise Grace was loved by everyone in town. She is the mother of the sperm donor. His name was Joel Robert Grace A.K.A fucktard. She tried several times to save him but…
like my birther he wasn’t worth saving. Grammy took in my Uncle Joe when it was “accidently” revealed that he was gay and the Birthers family shunned and shamed him. She loved him, protected him and made sure he knew what a real family does for one another.
Most days are easy peasy and I get along just fine, but… there are the days that I think back on the birther and sperm donor and wonder why, why were the drugs more important? Why was I just a bother? I just wanted a normal family, a loving Mom and Dad. I wanted to go shopping with a Mom and fishing with a Dad, but, my fate was not that. When my life turned tragic, it was in those minutes, those hours that I knew… I knew MY life would change… and I made a promise to my future children that I would never make them feel hopeless, lost or broken. They would however feel loved, protected and never afraid.
Leia is from Iowa where she resides with her Husband and beautiful daughter. She has a spoiled yellow lab, drama queen papillion and an old grouchy cat. She loves to swim and ride bikes, both of the motor and pedal version. She is an avid fisher-woman and gardener.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Brise by Leigh Ann Lunsford

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Author: Leigh Ann Lunsford  
Genre: Contemporary Romance  
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 He was seven. She was four. Neighbors and best friends. He was her protector. She was his reason. Each had their battles but they fought them together. He had a plan. She wasn’t aware. She was seventeen. He was twenty. Tragedy strikes and their life is derailed. She leaves to heal and fulfill a dream to dance on stage. He is left behind and forgets how to live. He stops searching. She begins looking. Can they ever set one another free, or does fate have something else in store for them? 

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Leigh Ann Lunsford is stay at home mom turned author. She writes Romance/New Adult and loves her happily ever after in all books and movies. She lives with her husband, son, and four dogs in Fleming Island, Florida. When she isn't writing or reading you can find her stuck in front of really bad reality shows or watching Sons of Anarchy. Leigh Ann has a filthy mouth and a huge amount of sarcasm that knows no end. She hopes to give the voices in her head an outlet with many more novels to come. 
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Other books by Leigh Ann click on cover to purchase!   

The Parker Siblings Series:  
Not Enough 
 Not Leaving 
Not Hiding
Not Over 
Box Set 
Pieces of Paisley (stand alone) 
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