Wednesday, October 16, 2019

Promo: Curves Ahead by Andi Jaxon

Title: Curves Ahead
Author: Andi Jaxon
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 16, 2019 Cover Design: JustWrite. Creations

Everyone knows appearances can be deceiving, and in my case, even I’ve been fooled. 
The last thing I need is immature man-child, Alexander Bennet, trying to smile his way into my pants. I hate everything about him; his stupid smirk, his rumbling chuckle, and the way butterflies riot in my stomach when he aims them at me. Our sparring matches go from maddening to stimulating and suddenly my mind and body are at war.
Unfortunately for me, my life is nothing but lies. Twisted secrets keep throwing us together then pulling us apart as we try to unravel it. 
Will the one person I want nothing to do with, be my salvation? Or are we doomed to tear each other apart?
*if you have triggers, please proceed with caution.*

From Dyslexic kid with a love of Algebra to a published author, no one is more surprised to find me here, than I am. I love to write about tortured pasts and hot sex, a happily ever after that has to be worked for. My stories tend to be a little dark but with some comic relief, typically in the form of sarcasm.
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Tuesday, October 15, 2019

Promo: Christmas Angels by Nancy Naigle


ABOUT CHRISTMAS ANGELS:

A heartwarming Christmas story filled with the magic and miracles of the holiday season by USA Today Bestselling author, Nancy Naigle.

Growing up, Liz Westmoreland dreamed of taking over her grandparents inn located in the small mountain town of Antlers Creek only for it to be sold before she ever got the chance. While browsing the internet, she stumbles upon a listing for what looks to be the picturesque inn and it’s set to go to auction. Liz places a bid, and by a miracle, wins the auction. But when she gets there she finds the property in significant disrepair.

When Matt Hardy narrowly lost the inn and property that butted his land, he just hoped it wasn't another city slicker coming to make matters worse after the previous owners gutted the place for an art gallery. But the minute he recognized the sweet, freckle-faced girl from his childhood and heard her plans to reopen the inn, he jumps at the chance to help his childhood crush restore a place where he made so many fond memories.

While working on repairs, Liz and Matt discover her grandmother’s collection of angels in one of the cabins. When the angels start mysteriously showing up all over the inn, she begins to look at them as reassurance—that restoring the inn is what she's meant to do. But when an accident leaves Liz feeling like she made a mistake, will Matt—and the residents of Angels Creek—be able to show Liz that she's found a home? And possibly true love as well?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

USA Today bestselling author NANCY NAIGLE whips up small-town love stories with a dash of suspense and a whole lot of heart. Now happily retired, she devotes her time to writing, antiquing, and the occasional spa day with friends. A native of Virginia Beach, she currently calls North Carolina home. Some of her other titles include The Secret Ingredient, Christmas in Evergreen: Letters to Santa, and Recipe for Romance.


Author Twitter: @nancynaigle

Excerpt from Christmas Angels by Nancy Naigle

Reprinted with permission from St. Martin’s Griffin.
At the sound of his name, Matt stepped from behind the set of cabinets he was getting ready to hang in the church kitchen. “That’s me.”
Recognition registered on her face. “You again? Hello.” Her lips tugged into a smile.
“Hello again.” He jostled the cabinet. Pastor Mike took his end. “Thanks, man.” Matt walked toward the woman. “What can I help you with?”
“I was talking to Maizey over at the café. I need someone to do a home inspection and she said the regular guy is out of town, but that you might be able to help.”
He leaned against the wall and folded his arms across his chest. “You’re thinking about buying a house around here?”
“Wouldn’t need an inspection if I wasn’t, now would I?”
He liked her spunk. “I’m sorry. You just don’t look like the type of folks we usually get buying property around here. Where are you from?”
“I live in Charlotte, but I plan to move here. I want to open an inn.”
“Really?” Something about her intrigued him, but he knew better than to get mixed up with another city girl. Robyn-with- a-“y” had taught him that lesson.
“Why is that so surprising?”
He shrugged. He couldn’t say what was on his mind. That she would make for a very pretty addition to the town. “The shoes?”
She glanced down at her designer boots. “And the perfectly matched ensemble.”
“So?” She pointed to his black boots and belt. “You match.”
“True, but it’s the way you match. Like a model in one of those fancy magazines.” He regretted it as soon as it came out of his mouth. It didn’t even sound like a compliment, although in his head it had.
“Should I be flattered or offended?”
“Neither. Well, probably both. I’m sorry, it has nothing to do with you.” Great, I’m just digging myself in deeper. “I didn’t catch your name.”
“Liz.”
When her grandparents had left town, he’d thought he’d never get the chance to see her again. He knew it was her. He couldn’t believe she was right here after all this time. “Yes.”
She looked confused. “Yes?”
Snap out of it. Answer the woman. “Yes, I can help you. I mean, I’m not certified but I can check everything out for you.”
Pastor Mike chimed in. “He’s better than the real inspector. He’ll give you options you can afford and be realistic about what needs to be done now, and what can wait. Matt has saved us a ton of money, and he can do anything.”
“Really?” A flash of relief eased the lines in her face. “If that’s true, I definitely need your help.”
“Oh it’s true.” Matt nodded toward the man, then whispered to her. “He’s the pastor here.”
“Oh? I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to imply—”
“No worries, ma’am.” Pastor Mike gave her a nod. “Help the lady out, Matt.”
“I’m going to be tied up here for a couple of days, and then it’s Thanksgiving. How about we meet early the next week? Maybe Tuesday around ten?”
“More than a week? If that’s as soon as you can get to it, I guess it’ll have to do.”
She’d never make it at a poker table. The disappointment was as clear as a flashing neon sign on her face. “You look disappointed.”
“I’m anxious.”
“I can meet on Thanksgiving morning, if that works for you.”
“Yes. That definitely works for me. I’ll see you Thursday at ten.” She smiled, and her eyes danced as she spun around and began to head out with a lift in her step.
“Miss? What’s the address?”
She stopped and turned around. “That would help, wouldn’t it? Doe Run Road. It’s the—”
“There’s only one place on Doe Run Road.”
“Right.”
“You’re the one who bought it at auction this morning?”
“Yes.”
He shook his head; how had he not recognized her at the café? No wonder she’d caught his eye. “You knew it was an inn before.”
“I most certainly did. A beautiful inn.” “You didn’t see it before you bid?”
“No. I know, I know. I didn’t get a chance to see it before I bid. Not exactly my best move, but I couldn’t risk losing it. The inn is very special to me. Besides, how bad a deal could it be? Location is everything, right? And Antler Creek is one awesome location for an inn.”
“It hasn’t been an inn for a very long time. The place has been gutted. It’s changed hands a couple of times. It was last an art gallery.”
“I was up there earlier today. I saw.” She raised her hand as if she couldn’t stand to hear more.
He couldn’t blame her. It was a tragedy what had happened to that place. With a gentle smile, he said, “Okay then. I’ll see you Thursday.”
“Thank you so much. This has been my lifelong dream. I just hope it’s doable.”
She wasn’t the only one thinking about lifelong dreams at the moment. “Anything is possible. I’ll see you on Thursday, Liz.”
He stood there watching as she walked out of the room. Her boots echoed through the sanctuary, and with each step his heart did a two-step. Liz Westmoreland was back in Antler Creek.
Pastor Mike cuffed his shoulder, practically giving him a heart attack. “She’s a looker.”
Matt nodded. “She’s more than that.”
“You know that from a five-minute first meeting?”
“I’ve met her before.”
“Who is she?”
Matt didn’t even hesitate. “She’s the woman I’m going to marry.”

Monday, October 14, 2019

Promo: A Lie For A Lie by Helena Hunting

Guest Post: Lainey vs. Puck Bunnies in A Lie for a Lie    

A Lie for a Lie is a heartwarming, sexy, emotional romantic comedy. It’s a second chance romance, filled with secrets and there are definitely some exciting, fun twists. It’s also a story of empowerment, self-discovery, and independence.

Rook Bowman, aka RJ or Rookie as he has been known as previously, has recently taken on the role as captain of Chicago’s NHL team, and with that role comes big responsibility and more fame than he sometimes knows how to handle. As with any professional sport, the NHL lifestyle can often be full of excess and decadence; money, fame and an endless stream of women who will do just about anything to get into bed with them, and it’s not always easy to avoid that kind of temptation.

When we meet Rook in A Lie for a Lie we learn that he has a less than shiny past when it comes to the excess and the puck bunnies (hockey groupies). NHL players are often drafted quite young—just watch a game and you’ll notice that the rookies can often barely grown peach fuzz, let alone a full beard. They’re still teenagers when they start their careers, and Rook was no different. Having grown up on an alpaca farm in rural New York, his focus was mainly hockey and the family farm, but once he hit the pros he found himself surrounded by women who literally threw themselves at him. And being young, attractive and full of testosterone, he fell headfirst down that rabbit hole. At least until the drama found him in the form of a fake pregnancy and a social media firestorm. Because of that, and the impact it had on his relationship with his family, Rook swears off the bunnies and refocuses on his career, rather than extracurricular activities.

He meets Lainey on the way to Alaska, where he’s gone every summer since he was a teenager with his dad and his brother. He lost his father a few years earlier, but kept the tradition with his brother because he craves the escape from the demands of his life as an NHL superstar. Lainey encapsulates everything he misses about being a “normal guy.” She doesn’t recognize him or seem to even know anything about hockey, and that makes her even more alluring. For once, he can just be himself. He doesn’t have to worry about ulterior motives or being used. Lainey is refreshingly innocent, incredibly smart, genuine and overwhelmingly sweet and Rook finds himself enamored with her sense of adventure. As they get to know each other, Rook learns about her traumatic past and realizes that despite the challenges she’s faced, Lainey possesses a quiet strength and resilience. Add some insane chemistry and you’ve got a recipe for love. Unfortunately for Rook, he built their entire fragile relationship on lie he can’t take back. 

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A Lie For A Lie Excerpt

When Lainey excuses herself to the bathroom, I rush upstairs and throw on a T-shirt. I know she said whatever makes me comfortable, but sitting around shirtless is such a douche move.

I make it back to the kitchen and pour her a fresh drink before she returns from the bathroom.

“How can I help with dinner?” Lainey drapes her sweater over the back of a chair.

And my mouth goes dry. Like I ate an entire sleeve of saltines and chased it with a tablespoon of salt. So far I’ve only seen Lainey in a giant parka or an oversize sweater. Under all that bulky fabric is one hell of a body. She’s wearing a simple white waffle shirt that conforms to her curves. A pair of dark-wash skinny jeans encase her toned legs.

I’m used to bunnies throwing themselves at me, often in questionable states of undress. I stopped getting excited about miniskirts and revealing tops a long time ago. There’s something infinitely sexier about a woman who can show off her body without actually showing it off at all.

Lainey tips her head to the side. Her teeth press into her full bottom lip. I want to do that. Suck that pouty, full lip between my teeth and bite it. I want to do a lot of other, far more explicit things than that, but a kiss seems like a good place to start.

“RJ? Is everything okay?” Her eyes dip down to my chest. I’m wearing a shirt from one of my endorsement campaigns. It afforded me the extensive renovations on this cabin a few years ago.

“Huh?” I give my head a shake. “Oh. Yeah. Everything’s good. Sorry, zoned out there for a second.”

She smiles and pushes up on her toes, her eyes twinkling—like, they legit light up, and her excitement makes her entire body vibrate. It also makes her boobs jiggle. I try to keep my eyes glued to her face. It’s not easy, though.

“I do that all the time! Sometimes my brain is busy with so many thoughts I miss entire conversations. Does that happen to you too?”

I grin. I love that she seems to say whatever is on her mind. “All the time.”

“It’s actually a helpful skill when you’re being lectured, because I can sort through stuff in my head, but it’s not so great when your supervising professor is telling you what’s wrong with your thesis.” She pulls her hair over her shoulder and finger combs it.

“I take it that’s happened to you.”

“It did. Thankfully he also emailed all his criticisms, so missing out on it the first time wasn’t that big of a deal.” She divides her hair into three sections and deftly braids it without looking at what she’s doing even once. It’s pretty damn impressive. I almost want to pull it apart so I can watch her do it all over again. “Anyway, enough about that. Let’s get started on dinner!” She nudges me out of the way so she can wash her hands. She dries them on her jeans and moves over to the fridge, opening it to check out the contents.

I kind of like that she makes herself at home. I’m used to women who expect to be catered to. It’s refreshing to meet someone who doesn’t want me to pander to her.

I start pulling things out of the fridge as she starts naming items she’ll need and set them on the counter. I manage to locate most of what she asks for.

“What about garlic? Do you have any of that?” She leans over, peering into the fridge beside me. Her braid slips over her shoulder, skimming my arm.

“Uh, maybe we could forgo the garlic?”

“Are you allergic? My oldest brother gets bloated when he eats it. It took us forever to figure out what was causing it. Sometimes I’ll still put some in when he’s coming for dinner, because it’s funny to see him look like he’s expecting.” She tips her head to the side. “Or you just don’t like garlic?”

“I like it sometimes, but it depends.”

Her brows pinch together. “On what?”

“Who I’m eating with. I mean, if I’m going out with buddies, you bet I’m gonna order the honey garlic wings, or the cheesy garlic bread, or the pasta Alfredo. But if I’m eating dinner with a pretty girl, I’m gonna pass on the garlic.”

“Oh.” She twists the end of her braid around her finger.

I hope I’m not reading things wrong and making her uncomfortable.

“Does that mean you think I’m pretty?”

That she sounds genuinely curious as to my answer is unexpected. “You see yourself in the mirror every day—what do you think?”

She averts her gaze, still playing with the end of her braid. “My eyes are too big, so I always look like I’m surprised. My nose is small, and my lips are too full, so my mouth doesn’t really fit the rest of my face.”

“Wow. I think you need a new mirror, because all I see is a whole lot of gorgeous.”

She snorts a laugh and waves me off. “Once, I took a portrait class, and we learned all about proportion and symmetry of the face. Those are just my flaws based on what I was taught.”

“Well, I’m a big fan of all your flaws, and I think they make you more beautiful, not less.”

“Thanks. I think you’re beautiful too.” She cringes. “I mean handsome. You’re very nice to look at, with or without a shirt on. When I fell in your lap on the airplane, I remember thinking, At least I fell on someone nice looking.”

“Is that so?”

“Mm-hmm.” She opens a drawer, maybe to avoid looking at me. “And as much as I was mortified when you sat beside me on the Cessna, I couldn’t complain about the view, inside or outside of the plane. That you turned out to be really nice, and just so helpful, was a great bonus.” She hands me a roll of foil. “Why don’t you wrap the potatoes? They take the longest, so we should get started on those first.”

I put the potatoes on the barbecue and let Lainey order me around. She definitely knows her way around a kitchen. When I was growing up, my mom did most of the cooking, but my dad could make a mean Saturday-morning brunch. He also made great bread, which I miss a lot.

An hour later we’re seated at the table, plates full of steak, twice-baked potatoes, and crispy brussels sprouts cooked in bacon fat. I open a bottle of red wine and offer Lainey a glass.

“Just a little bit? I’m not sure I like red wine.”

“Maybe you just haven’t had the right red wine.” I pour a little into her glass.

She picks it up and gives it a swirl, then sniffs it. “I’ve seen people do this in the movies, but I don’t really know what the point is,” she admits, then tips the glass back and takes a tentative sip. Her expression turns thoughtful; then she takes another, slightly more robust sip. “This is actually really nice. I like it. Maybe the red wine I had before was bad.”

“Maybe. Some of the cheap stuff tastes pretty awful.” I pour more into her glass before filling mine. I hold up my glass and wait for her to raise hers.

“To chance meetings.”

“To new adventures and great company to share them with.” We toast and take a sip, each smiling behind the rim.

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About the Book


Title: A Lie for a Lie
Author: Helena Hunting
Release Date: October 15, 2019
Publisher: Montlake

Summary

Sometimes I need an escape from the demands, the puck bunnies, and the notoriety that come with being an NHL team captain. I just want to be a normal guy for a few weeks. So when I leave Chicago for some peace and quiet, the last thing I expect is for a gorgeous woman to literally fall into my lap on a flight to Alaska. Even better, she has absolutely no idea who I am.

Lainey is the perfect escape from my life. My plan for seclusion becomes a month long sex fest punctuated with domestic bliss. But it ends just as abruptly as it began. When I’m called away on a family emergency, I realize too late that I have no way to contact Lainey.

A year later, a chance encounter throws Lainey and me together again. But I still have a lie hanging over my head, and Lainey’s keeping secrets of her own. With more than lust at stake, the truth may be our game changer.

Author Biography
Helena Hunting

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. Helena writes everything from contemporary romance with all the feels to romantic comedies that will have you laughing until you cry.

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Saturday, October 12, 2019

Book Giveaway: Wrapped Up In You by Jill Shalvis

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(Contest is only open to US mailing addresses)




It’s love. Trust me.
After a lifetime on the move, Ivy Snow is an expert in all things temporary—schools, friends, and way too many Mr. Wrongs. Now that she owns a successful taco truck in San Francisco and an apartment to call home, Ivy’s reinvented life is on solid ground. And she’s guarded against anything that can rock it. Like the realities of a past she’s worked hard to cover up. And especially Kel O’Donnell. Too hot not to set off alarms, he screams temporary. If only his whispers weren’t so delightfully naughty and irresistible.
Kel, an Idaho sheriff and ranch owner, is on vacay, but Ivy’s a spicy reason to give his short-term plans a second thought. Best of all, she’s a tonic for his untrusting heart, burned once and still in repair. But when Ivy’s past intrudes on a perfect romance, Kel fears that everything she’s told him has been a perfect lie. Now, if only Ivy’s willing to share, Kel will fight for a true love story.

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WRAPPED UP IN YOU – Jill Shalvis
Heartbreaker Bay series
Avon Books
ISBN: 978-0-06-289778-7
September 24, 2019
Contemporary Romance
San Francisco, California – Present Day
Kel O’Donnell, a small-town sheriff in Idaho, is visiting a friend in San Francisco for a few weeks to recover from some injuries he recently sustained. One day while out with his friend Caleb, they stop at a taco truck. The woman running this is sharp-witted and attractive—and Kel finds himself interested in her. But Ivy Snow isn’t about to let Kel into her life, which only spurs him on even more. After her taco truck is broken into, it is Kel who helps her clean up. And soon, Ivy is letting her guard down…just a little bit.
After a lifetime of running to avoid her past, Ivy is hoping she can finally settle down. She owns a business she loves, friends that provide support, and a chance to buy a condo she can call home. In the past, whenever things started looking too good for Ivy, something happened to destroy her life and she ran. Kel intrigues her, but he isn’t going to be sticking around because his life and career are in Idaho. Yet, the more she’s around Kel, the more he tempts her. Maybe a fling with him will be enough to get him out of her system and provide her a lifetime of memories. But Ivy doesn’t expect to fall for Kel.
Jill Shalvis gives readers a Christmas present with the release of WRAPPED UP IN YOU, the latest in her Heartbreaker Bay series. Ivy is fairly new to the Cow Hollow district of San Francisco, but it didn’t take her long to make friends. Of course, her friends help support her business, so it isn’t a surprise when Caleb and others show up looking for some breakfast tacos from her. Kel is among the group, and as the “new guy” he attracts her attention. There is something about him that snags Ivy’s attention. Of course, they exchange a few barbs here and there, which only heats things up between them even more. As Kel worms his way into Ivy’s life, the more she wants to keep him at an arm’s length. She has never allowed a man to get too close to her. Will she finally let down the barriers she has erected?
There is more than just his friend Caleb here in San Francisco for Kel. His sister, who recently had a baby, lives here, as does their mother. Kel hasn’t forgiven his mother for cheating on his father and walking away while he was a teenager. Will the time spent in the Bay area allow Kel and his mother to heal the rift? Meanwhile, Kel is amazed at the woman Ivy is. She is smart, tough, and sexy as hell. He wants her, yet he knows there can’t be a future for them. Or, will there be a change of plans?
WRAPPED UP IN YOU is part of the Heartbreaker Bay series but can easily be read as a standalone as this all about Ivy and Kel’s story. They make a fun couple and readers will enjoy seeing them interact because you never know what will pop out of their mouths. Heck, this is what makes reading a Jill Shalvis book so fun. You will laugh, smile, cheer on our couple, and pretty much enjoy everything about WRAPPED UP IN YOU. While it does have a Christmas title, WRAPPED UP IN YOU is a book you can read any time of the year. If you’re looking for a fun read that is sexy and highly enjoyable, then don’t miss WRAPPED UP IN YOU.
Patti Fischer

Friday, October 11, 2019

Book Winner!

The winner of THE ORCHID THRONE is....Fedora!
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Promo: The Earl's Secret Treasure by Nicole Renee

Title: The Earl's Secret Treasure
Author: Nicole Renee
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: November 1, 2019 Cover Design: Alexandria Bishop
Karina Bardot, daughter to the Duke and Duchess of Essex has always been overlooked. Plain, and too involved in her novels, she was resigned to being a spinster for the rest of her life.No man could possibly match the heroes she read about in her quiet time, so, she was content with letting her books be the loves of her life.

Quite thrilled with it actually.
That was until her parents informed her of her sudden betrothal to a Marquis. She barely even knew of her own engagement, and now she is to meet her future husband? Now Karina’s forced to endure a season filled with endless parties, mind-numbing conversation, and dress shopping. Something she detested more than ballrooms. Captain Cole Black asked his men to do one job. Find the woman who stole expensive fabrics from their trade deal, and return to the ship posthaste. He was leery of being in London for too long, as having left the high society life, with its obligations and stifling rules of decorum long ago. Cole was confident that his men would return with the woman responsible for their delay, and continue on their journey. Only his men returned with someone else entirely. And the ship had already left port.
Drat.
Will Karina finally get the excitement, and adventure she’s been craving all along? And Will Cole finally realize that his greatest treasure is not lost at sea?

“Tell me something, would you ever take her same path? Marry to protect yourself? Or even a child?” Without thinking about her answer, Karina readily replied. “Nay. I daresay I would face a future of ruin before I even considered marriage to another.” “Why?” Cole couldn’t help asking, curious about her answer. “Because, Captain Black, although society deems it an impossible and silly notion, I am not a disbeliever of love. Once you have beat all the odds and found your true love, your soul’s resting place, being with another would seem an unfeasible option.” Taking a step closer to her, he spoke lowly. “You would suffer a lifetime of ridicule, all because of some feeling, or notion of love?” Boldly, she stared into his questioning gaze. “Without question.” Cole could see that the lady was very serious. He admired her passion and determination. The conviction in her speech moved his former linear thoughts, offering him the chance to see someone else’s point of view. Particularly, Lady Bardot’s position. Staring into her light brown eyes, Cole found himself wondering if the color would change were he to kiss her. Granted, they had already darkened at the simple discussion of a book. “I must say, Lady Bardot, you make a convincing argument.” Calming down a bit, she smoothed her dress over. “You agree with me then,” she stated. “I did not say that,” he answered instantaneously. “Captain Black—” “I do not mean to fluster you, Lady Bardot. I only mean to compliment your strong argument. Very few women are able to argue as effectively as you so demonstrated only moments ago. ‘Tis truly a gift. Now, shall we continue on our trek up to the steer? I’m sure I can interest you in the mechanics of it all.” Offering his arm, he waited for her to accept it, only to be confused when she took a step back. Eyebrows furrowed, she forced a smile. “I do apologize Captain Black, but suddenly, I am not feeling well. I’m afraid my being a woman is wreaking havoc on my body.” “Lady Bardot—” “My delicate sensibilities should be grateful indeed, sir, that one such of your status has bestowed upon me a compliment on the successful completion of my own argument,” Karina replied angrily. Her slightly raised voice drew the attention of Leviah, Ackley, and James, who was taking his usual walk about the ship before he began the evening meal. “Lady Bardot,” he started, only to be interrupted once more. “Why, ‘tis a wonder I even know my own surroundings! Being able to formulate words into stimulating conversation can be a headache, especially for my gender, but not to worry, sir, I am up for the challenge. Hopefully, I will not be found lacking.” She poked the Captain in his chest, which surprised him. “You think to have my acquiescence with a compliment about my gender? About my astounding ability to interest one person in conversation? Have you no hopes or high expectations of women? Are we only placed on this earth for one purpose only?” Karina whispered the last inquiry seemingly more to herself. Taking a deep, and insulting bow, she pasted a very large and false smile on her already tight face. “I must bid you good day, sir. Better to return to my quarters before my person is overcome with doubt at the competency to walk in a straight line without an escort.”
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Promo: Nashvegas Nights by Kat Addams

Title: Nashvegas Nights
Series: Dirty South Part 2
Author: Kat Addams
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 8, 2019 Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design
What happened backstage, didn’t always stay backstage ... in Nashvegas.
Music Row star, Jason Jones loved three things— his dog, ice-cold beer, and gorgeous redheads. His life sounded like a country song ... and he had the baggage to prove it. One minute he’s onstage, crooning to a flame-haired goddess and then he was backstage giving her an encore she’d never forget.
Neither would he ...
Hot mess express, Dorothy Elizabeth Prudence was a nurse by day and lonely by night. With a name like that, she never got laid. That was about to change, thanks to her “wing-woman” bestie.
Hitting Nashville’s music row for a wild night seemed like an excellent idea. She was only looking for a good time but got more than she bargained for.
They both did…

Kat Addams is a forever twenty-nine-year-old fashionista following her lifelong dream of writing contemporary romance inspired by the exotic men she meets in her worldly travels. At least, that’s what she would like for you to think. She’s certainly not a stay-at-home mom indulging in excessive daydreaming, frozen pizzas, an unhealthy addiction to purchasing pajamas, and one too many cocktails on the regular. That’s some other romance author. The poor thing probably has to sneak away upstairs to write her dirty stories! What would her family think? Thankfully, that’s not Kat!
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