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Thursday, February 2, 2017

HIS TO PROTECT (Black Hills Wolves Book 63) by @ParisBrandon #Giveaway #Sweepstakes


A resentful pack, a suspicious alpha and a looming threat…

After ten long years, desperation has forced Luna Sinclair back to Los Lobos, but nothing in her experience has prepared her for the heat that Pack Protector Gunnar Redmond unleashes. Her wolf is clawing to break free and run straight for the hulking beast; but what wolf in his right mind would want to be tied to her family tree? 

Not everyone is happy about welcoming the daughter of one of the old alpha’s henchmen home.

Old wounds and secrets are exposed and, to make matters worse, Drew Tao, the new alpha, has reason to suspect she might have revealed the pack’s most closely guarded secret when she escaped the crazed survivalist who had been keeping her prisoner. 

None of that matters to Gunnar.

He’s known Luna was his mate since finding her naked and shivering on pack land, and he’ll do anything to keep her. With their wolves clawing to mate and danger closing in, anyone who wants to hurt her will have to go through him first.

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A member of Romance Writers of America and published since 2009, Paris writes contemporary, paranormal, erotic and historical romance, throwing a little mystery and suspense in for good measure. She considers herself a hybrid author. Currently published with Decadent Publishing and self-publishing her own titles, she likes nothing better than a story that contains a little mystery and a lot of romance. 

When not dreaming up stories featuring heroes who aren’t intimidated by strong heroines, she can be found haunting antique and thrift stores for unique finds, or searching for heirloom seeds for yet another new flower garden.


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Excerpt  PG 13:

“What are you afraid of?”
“I’m not afraid.” Doubt clouded her gaze. “I’m not afraid.” Her second attempt came out a whisper, as if repeating it again would make it true.
His wolf wanted to comfort her. His alpha, Drew Tao, wouldn’t appreciate him putting his own needs first. He’d been tasked to be a pack protector, and at the moment, he didn’t like it much. “You were running as if you were being chased.” He softened his voice. “I need to know who or what has you so scared.”
“Who are you?” Suspicion tinged her question.
“Gunnar Redmond, and it’s my job to know, so you might as well tell me.”
“I’ll tell the alpha. No sense in repeating it twice.”
“It is if the pack is in imminent danger,” he snapped.
“I had a pack of dogs chasing me. I didn’t remember the exact location of our border, but, apparently, they did. I wanted to make sure I was on Tao land before I stopped.”
She’s lying. Dogs giving chase barked like mad, and he hadn’t heard anything. Interrogation was a tricky thing. Sometimes he learned more by listening. “The dogs around here aren’t usually that stupid. What did you do to piss them off?”
“I’m female, you work it out.”
No wonder his wolf had been rippling under his skin. “C’mon, then, I’d best get you someplace safe before I need to fight off anything stupid enough to follow you.”
He had enough trouble ignoring the panting beast trying to claw its way out of him. In a few minutes, he’d need to ask for his shirt back so he could hide the evidence.
Her scent beckoned the wildness inside, and one glance at her bare feet as she picked her way over the rough path stirred another desire. He scooped her up and tried to ignore her trembling. Tried to ignore the bones stretching her flesh too thin. She held herself stiffly and as far away as his arms would allow as he carried her, clearly intimidated.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” He spoke in a gruff manner because if he tried to be kind, he’d end up doing something to appease the beast clawing at him and demanding more.
“Unless I’m a threat,” she whispered. Any returning wolf had to be vetted. This could go either way. He’d never known Drew to be vindictive, but her father had a nasty reputation and his actions had harmed more than one family.
He hadn’t known Ed Sinclair personally. He’d heard the were-bear, Gee, and some of the older wolves mention the bad old days and the men who’d followed Magnum into the kind of depravity no one liked to talk about.
Ed Sinclair had been a mean-spirited bully whose temper worsened with each drink. Man, woman, or child had been fair game as long as Magnum issued the orders and supplied the booze.
Try as he might, he couldn’t remember ever hearing anything about Sinclair’s family.
This time of day, Drew was probably having lunch at The Den, which meant Gunnar would have to parade Luna through Gee’s bar, half-naked and filthy. He could have taken her to his cabin, let her at least clean up and gotten something to cover her, though he doubted she would have trusted him to have her best interest at heart.
“I appreciate the lift, but I’d rather not be carried through town,” she growled, and he almost smiled. It had been a tiny growl.
If he’d been Ed Sinclair’s offspring, he’d be trying to retain a speck of pride, too. He lowered her to the ground and winced when one of her heels left a bloody print in the dirt. She defiantly lifted her chin, and he knew he’d have a fight on his hands if he suggested she return to his arms.
He needed to pick his battles with this one, or he’d surely lose a war she didn’t have any idea he was fighting.


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Tour Schedule


1/20: Sensuous Promos 

1/21: The Book Pub 

1/23: Darkest Cravings 

1/24: Nicole Morgan 

1/25: All My Book Finds 

1/26: Taylor Brooks 

1/27: Nic’s Book Nook 

1/28: Nicki Day 

1/30: Colleen S. Myers 

1/31: Get Cozy 

1/31: Nikki Noffsinger

2/1: Bound by Passion

2/1: Kelsie Belle 

2/2: Krista Ames


CONTEST INFORMATION: 

One reader that comments will win their choice of one of Paris'  backlist titles.
Choose from her 2 erotic romance titles (one paranormal, one contemporary) 
and a non-erotic, WW2 paranormal romance that's included in the Entice Me boxed set

At the end of the tour one lucky winner will receive a copy of
HIS TO PROTECT

Friday, November 4, 2016

New Release Tour #Giveaway: Family Forever by @VClarizio #Contemporary #Romance @EvernightPub

Welcome to the book tour for Valerie Clarizio’s newest release, Family Forever. As you read about this fantastic new release, be sure to enter for any of the three prizes listed below.


The death of Dylan’s parents leave his five younger brothers and the family dairy farm in his care.
Neighbor Marissa, raised by an alcoholic father, seeks a way out. Desperate for help, Dylan offers her a live-in nanny/housekeeper position. She jumps at the opportunity.  The chaotic household, full of love, feeds her maternal instincts. She falls for Dylan and the boys.
When Dylan finds himself desiring Marissa, he pulls back. His heart has been broken in the past by women resistant to a large, ready-made family. But if she walks away, she’d not only break his heart but those of his brothers, too. 
Will Dylan ever believe in Marissa’s devotion to his family, risk his heart, and those of his brothers, for the woman he loves? 



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Fun Author Interview

Who I am
I am a wife, sister, aunt, mother to two fur babies, an accountant, oh yeah, and a writer of romantic suspense and contemporary romance novels.  I love to read, write, and spend time in the great outdoors–hiking, kayaking, camping, and snowmobiling are some of my favorite activities.  However, I do like to be inside too.  I love watching movies–comedy, romance, war…

What genres I write in
Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense, and now I'm taking a kick at Time Travel

Favorite genres to read
Romantic Suspense

Favorite TV shows
Castle, Outlander, Game of Thrones and Sleepy Hollow

Last movie I saw on the big screen
I think it was Saving Private Ryan. Yes, I know that was some time ago.

What’s on my Netflix list (to be watched)
Season two of Outlander

Coffee or Tea
Definitely Coffee

Chocolate or Caramel
Chocolate, and more chocolate.

Apple Cider or Pumpkin Spice
Neither. Ick.

Rock N Roll or Country
Depends on my mood, but usually classic country will win out.

Lumberjack or Police Officer
Tough one.  Okay, when I'm in my hometown it is Police Officer but when I'm at my cabin in the woods it is Lumberjack.

Tropical Island or Winter Cabin
Another tough one, but I'll go with winter cabin.


Author Bio
Valerie Clarizio lives in romantic Door County Wisconsin with her husband and two extremely spoiled cats. She loves to read, write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.
She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her into an outdoors enthusiast, of which her favorite activity is hiking in national parks. While out on the trails, she has plenty of time to conjure up irresistible characters and unique storylines for her next romantic suspense or sweet contemporary romance novel.

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Monday, August 29, 2016

BOOK TOUR + GIVEAWAY: Unforseen Obsessions by Valerie J. Clarizio #Suspense #Romance @VClarizio



After Alex Polecheck's police officer husband, Sam, is stabbed in cold blood, she vows to see the murderer brought to justice. Peter, Sam’s best friend, and fellow police officer, seems to be the only member of the Police Department interested in catching the killer. 

Peter sets out on a perilous hunt for the killer, while trying to protect Alex, who appears to be next on the murderer’s list. 

The mystery begins to unravel when Peter finds a connection between the murder of Sam and two other law enforcement officers, who were all part of an internet crime taskforce. Peter and Alex find themselves alone in the battle for justice and truth when they discover members of the local police department cannot be trusted. Will Peter piece together the puzzle before Alex is silenced? While battling to protect Alex, will he be able to continue to conceal his love for her? 


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Peter unlocked the door to their room and pushed it open for Alex to pass through. She stepped inside and walked to the middle of the room before she turned back and caught his gaze. Her eyes told him what she wanted. Within several quick steps, he narrowed the gap between them, dipped his head, and pressed his lips to her forehead then to her temple. His hands floated up and wove into her soft silky hair. As she tilted her head back, he skimmed his lips down over her jaw to the slender column of her throat. She murmured his name. Adrenaline rushed his veins. The sweet sound of her voice saying his name almost drove him insane. He willed her to say it again. And when she did, in that erotic purr, his body nearly burst into flames. 

His eager mouth found hers. She lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer. He traced her lips with his tongue, urging her to part them. She did. Her sweet flavor seeped into him deeper than he’d ever imagined it could. It would forever be embedded in his brain.

She unlocked her grip from around his neck and tugged at his shirt, pulling it out from under his waistband. Her busy fingers shot up and undid the buttons, and then she yanked the shirt off him. She ran her hands down his chest, leaving a trail of burning flesh under her fingertips. Reaching for the waistband of his pants, she undid the button and zipper before giving a slight tug on the material. His pants dropped to the floor.

Peter reached down and grabbed Alex’s soft cotton dress just under her rib cage. She lifted her arms, and he pulled it up over her head. He stepped forward and stared at Alex’s pale breasts housed in a skimpy, black lace bra. He skimmed his burning fingertips over the top of the lace. Her body quivered at his touch. In one quick flick of his fingers, he opened the front bra clasp and filled his greedy hands with her soft breasts. He massaged and kneaded them as his mouth crushed down on hers, urgent and desperate. His pulse pounded, he needed to be in her.

Peter scooped Alex up into his arms, carried her to the bed, and set her down. He yanked off his boxer shorts and climbed in beside her. A murmur of pleasure floated from her lips when he sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth. He nipped at her lightly with his teeth, and she arched her back.

He slid his hand down her flat stomach and under the waistband of her black lace panties. She was hot, wet, and ready for him. Her hips rose, and he eased her panties off her. Blood rushed in his loins.

He returned his mouth to hers. The kiss was quickly desperate. Tongues tangled, teeth nipped. Her slim fingers reached down and wrapped around his penis. She stroked him then slid her thumb over the sensitive tip, and then stroked his shaft again. Her soft touch was amazing. His mind went blank, to a place where only sensation existed. He was nearly there. He wanted to be in her. As if she read his mind, she released him and opened for him. He sheathed himself, rolled onto her, and drove into her, hard and deep. Her smoldering gaze held his as he pumped again and again, sinking as far as she would allow. He watched her eyes go opaque as she cried out with pleasure. Her body shuddered beneath him. Covering her mouth with his, he swallowed her sound. Her muscles gripped him, driving him further to the edge. His mind reeled, his vision grayed, and his orgasm exploded.

They lay motionless, their bodies nearly melted to one another. Her hands slid flaccidly from his back onto the bed. He felt weak and satiated; his mind close to empty but his heart full.

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VISIT ALL STOPS IN THE TOUR 

8/22 - Sensuous Promos http://sensuouspromos.blogsot.com

8/23 - Nicki Day http://nickiday.blogspot.com


8/25 - Darkest Cravings http://darkestcravings.blogspot.com


8/27 - The Book Pub http://thebookpub.blogspot.com/

8/28 - All my Book Finds http://shannaclemens.blogspot.com

8/29 - Nikki Noffsinger http://nikkitrueblue.blogspot.com

8/30 - Bound by Passion http://www.boundbypassion.ca/

8/31 - Michelle Roth http://michelleroth.net/blog

9/1 - Andrew Jericho http://andrewjericho.com/blog/




Valerie Clarizio lives in romantic Door County Wisconsin with her husband and two extremely spoiled cats. She loves to read, write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. 

She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her into an outdoors enthusiast, of which her favorite activity is hiking in national parks. While out on the trails, she has plenty of time to conjure up irresistible characters and unique storylines for her next romantic suspense or sweet contemporary romance novel. 








Friday, June 10, 2016

WIN A GIFT CARD: #Giveaway Tour: Club Revenge by @JMDabney_Author #LGBT #Fantasy


Welcome to the Book Tour for Club Revenge by J.M. Dabney. And be sure to read to the bottom for your chance to win a $25 Amazon eGift card from Sensuous Promos! 

A family forged in battle. Amora Medina-Jackyl knew one thing well—vengeance. She’d inflicted pain without mercy to those who deserved the punishment. She’d lived by one motto her entire existence-- family was to be protected above all else. An ancient cult murdered her parents and siblings when she was little more than a child. The Order of Angelus hadn’t understood the Hell they’d brought down on themselves that one brutal night. Amora was many things in her four centuries. A daughter and a sister, a mother, yet she was best known as a killer. When she finally meets her end, Amora will have hundreds, maybe thousands of lives to answer for. Her only wish is to find one moment of peace. She denies her need as much as she fights to protect it. When the one woman who can bring her serenity comes into her life: can Amora destroy century old walls to let her in? Lies and conspiracies tear at the fabric of sanity—of what’s right. Can truths come to light that change the reality of a family who’s known only the taste of revenge and loss?



Excerpt #3: (R-rated: Violence) 

“Boone.” Her tone was deadly with no warmth.

“Medina-Jackyl, we finally meet in person. Are you to be my executioner?” His voice mocked her as he tried to make Amora lose control and strike out in anger.

“I was thinking about it, but we got some business to discuss first.” Amora removed one of the knives from the sheath, she lifted it to drag the sharp edge across his cheek exactly where Ada’s face bore his mark. “I hear you like to play the big bad man, leave a woman with a few scars to remember you. To make it fair I thought I would return the favor, as I’m more equipped than she is. Do you even remember her name,” She inquired.

Boone was a slight man, slender and unassuming, and it had always been his out. No one would expect that a fiend lived inside the mediocre shell. An animal who could walk through a room unnoticed, yet she’d seen firsthand what he was capable of and that was before she ever set eyes on Ada. Amora’s fingers constricted around his throat, she turned and she thrusted him towards a nearby chair. 

“She was a whore, they’re all whores, and these humans are nothing more than cattle, here for us to feed upon. You’ve done your share of killing. I’ve heard the stories of the bodies left in your wake.”

“I fed, hunted to survive—” The lie fell too easily from her lips. “and I took great pleasure in the kill, but it was a kill, I didn’t leave any alive. Ada deserved protection, I expected better of Herder than to let you live. She’s barely more than a child.” Amora ignored the echo of Seamus' statement in her head. As much as she wanted to let all the anger out, she couldn’t and pushed aside the memories of the woman from last night. She tensed as she realized what she was doing and ignored the siren’s call of her scent that still lingered in her memory.

The coldness of his laugh cut through her like a frigid wind. “She was no child, she knew what was going to happen, I was going to use her body as I saw fit and I did, repeatedly, all the while she begged me to stop. Her whimpers were beautiful. Maybe I should find her again, even for a whore she was so… innocent.”

“No, Boone, you won’t be getting near her or anyone else ever again, but we have a few things to take care of first.” Amora leaned in and inhaled. “Let’s begin.” 

“Do your worst. You won’t break me and pretending this is retribution won’t make you less of a killer, Jackyl.” His words didn’t take away from the building terror she sensed.

“You’re right,” Amora easily agreed.

Pale flesh split open as the deadly sharp blade effortlessly sliced skin. First she opened his cheek into a gaping wound, the skin peeled back from his teeth and jaw. Amora placed one hand on his chest and held him in the chair. He sat there, a stony façade in place, but fear blossomed in his eyes. His precious blood slowly seeped from his body, his skin going from naturally pale to ashen and she continued. Boone refused to give in, she almost admired his courage that bordered on stupidity. Amora stroked her hand upward and enclosed his throat in an iron grip.

She picked the buttons from his shirt one by one with the tip of her blade. While she tended Ada she’d memorized every scar with the intention of giving them all back to Boone, but Amora wasn’t just here for the kill, she wanted him to suffer. Each cut deeper, she coldly sneered as his stoic shell broke. Boone’s nails clawed at her forearm and he kicked at her legs. She ignored the minute injuries they were nothing compared to what she’d already experienced. He whimpered and began to beg, those pleas fell on deaf ears. “Are those whimpers and pleas for mercy sweet now that they are falling from your lips?” He gurgled as the wound in his cheek caused his blood to flow down his throat. 

Amora continued until not an inch of his flesh didn’t bear marks that seeped crimson, Boone was too drained to fight back. Ada’s scar-ravaged body played on repeat in her memories. 

Everyone had fled and the house was quiet except for Boone’s labored breathing and pain-filled groans. Amora released him, straightened, and slipped the knife back into its sheath. She leaned forward, easily threw his form over her shoulder and carried him outside. She tossed him to the ground and left him there.

In the madness that tinged her mind there was a terrifying sense of calm. Peace she found in the retribution for the innocent maybe one day she’d shed enough blood of evil beings to even out her slate.

She arrived at her truck, grabbed the bag from the truck bed and carried it back to where Boone stiffly lay. The rasp of the zipper loud in the quiet night. She quickly drove four stakes into the ground and pulled out the specially charmed rope for this job alone. “I can assure you this won’t be pleasant, If I were you I’d start praying for death right about now.”

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Author Bio

By day, she's an introverted cook hiding out in her kitchen in the middle of nowhere Ohio, by night and any free time she may have, she is a writer of mainly LGBTQ Fiction and Erotica. Although. she's equal opportunity when it comes to telling a story, she'll even write a bit of straight erotic romance when the mood strikes.

She has been writing for years in old notebooks. At the age of eight, she wrote the worst poem in the history of poetry, but it sparked her love for writing. She reads too much and loves to get lost in other worlds and her favorite stories have to include laughter and having the reader doing at least one double take. Thirty-something, forever restless she uses her stories to ground herself, and find her place of peace.

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6/3 - Sensuous Promos http://sensouspromos.blogspot.com

6/4 - The Book Pub http://thebookpub.blogspot.com

6/5  - Darkest Cravings http://darkestcravings.blogspot.com


6/7 - All My Book Finds http://shannaclemens.blogspot.com

6/8 - Andrew Jericho http://andrewjericho.com/


6/10 - Bound by Passion http://www.boundbypassion.ca/

6/11 - Nikki Noffsinger http://nikkitrueblue.blogspot.com/

6/12 - Nic’s Book Nook http://NicsBookNook.blogspot.com



6/15 - Michelle Roth http://michelleroth.net/blog



Wednesday, December 31, 2014

JoAnne Myer's Love, Myths & Monsters Book Tour sponsored by @SensuousPromos



Welcome to Sensuous Promos Book Tour for Loves, Myths and Monsters! JoAnne Myers has quite a few books out there, and this is one you don't want to miss! 

11 urban and mythical tales entwined within the human world and starring the Mothman, the Chupracabra, time travel, reincarnation, a demonic cellmate, a Quaker love story, werewolves, mermaids, and a serial killer family from 1873.


Excerpt from “Moon People”

Drake laid it on really well. “I thought I loved Constance, but after seeing you, I knew we were soul mates,” Drake told Vanessa. “I’d like to take you to the festival today. Meet me at the backdoor of the fun-house, but don’t tell Constance, I don’t want her following you and making a scene.” 


“You made a wise decision, Drake,” Vanessa said. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.” 

I knew Vanessa would bring Gretchen, and that was the plan. 

At the fun-house, I hid inside when Vanessa and Drake entered. The exhibits were not open to the public for another two hours, so—if my plan failed—Drake and I both were dead. 

Taking Vanessa by the hand, Drake led her down a dark corridor. “Where are you taking me?” she asked playfully. 

“There’re monster masks on this side of the fun-house,” he said, leading her to the back door and abruptly stopping. 

Looking around, Vanessa saw nothing but janitor equipment. “Hey, what’s gong on?” she asked, confused. “Where are the scary masks?” 

“Right here,” Drake said, removing the dried seaweed from his pocket. 

He threw it into her face, blinding her and scorching her flesh. Screaming as loud as she could, she turned to ash. 

“You bastard!” Gretchen shouted on hearing Vanessa’s death scream. “Better ones than you and Constance have tried to kill me and failed.” 

Taking off like a shot, Drake ran down an opposite hall leading into the maze of mirrors with Gretchen following. From where I stood, I heard their approaching footsteps and raced to the other side of the maze. 

Suddenly, Gretchen cornered Drake. When Gretchen realized he was out of seaweed, she advanced slowly, enjoying every instant of his anticipated murder. 

Listening to her steps, I knew exactly where she was. Immediately, I flipped on the overhead lights, giving Gretchen the shock of her life. She was in the maze of funny mirrors surrounded by images depicting her beautiful face as distorted and grotesque. Horrified, she became hysterical before melting into a stinking ooze of fish scales. 

“Gross!” Drake said. 

“Yes, but it’s over. Willowick is saved,” I said, and slowly I crept into his arms. 

Afterward, I used my conch and contacted Poseidon and the others. I told them they were unwelcome in Willowick. Instead, I suggested they go far away into Asian waters, telling them it was too dangerous here, humans had learned how to kill our kind. 


JoAnne lives in Ohio, and works at a local nursing home. The author of 7 books, JoAnne also canvas paints. JoAnne enjoys time with relatives, her dog Jasmine, and volunteers her time within the community. She is a member of the International Women’s Writing Guild, Savvy Authors, Coffee Time Romance, Paranormal Romance Guild, True Romance Studios, National Writers Association, the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. JoAnne believes in family values and following your dreams. Her original canvas paintings, can be found at: