In My Dreams Release Day Blitz with Ciara Knight

Title: In All My Dreams
Author: Ciara Knight
Genre: Sweet Contemporary Romance

 

Cover Designer: Robin Ludwig Design Inc.
Blurb:
D.C. Agent Brady Lasiter lives to take down the bad guys. Until journalist Charlotte Rutledge struts into his life with a story that can dismantle his entire Narcotics and Special Investigation Division.Charlotte Rutledge lives in small town America, but she hits hard at big town problems as the anonymous creator and editor of a true crime magazine. Fueled by the unsolved murder of her sister, she’ll do anything to uncover the truth. Even if it means forcing Lasiter out of his carefully constructed shell.

After Charlotte’s true identity is reveled, she and Brady’s lives collide in a battle to save her town from becoming collateral damage. But when Charlotte receives death threats, Brady must choose between his job, his men, or the dream woman who shattered the shield protecting his heart.

Ciara Knight writes with a ‘Little Edge and a Lot of Heart’ with her contemporary and paranormal romance books. Her most recent #1 Amazon bestselling series, Sweetwater County, has topped the charts and received acclaimed reviews. Her international best-seller, Pendulum scored 4 stars from RT Book Reviews, accolades from InD’Tale Magazine and Night Owl Top Pick. Her young adult paranormal series, Battle for Souls, received 5 stars from Paranormal Romance Guild and Night Owl’s Top Pick, among other praises.
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In All My Wishes: http://amzn.to/29bzAbk
In All My Years: http://amzn.to/294jg9m
In All My Drems: http://amzn.to/1QvVCPV

If I Told You Release Day Blitz & Giveaway with Jennifer Domenico

Title: If I Told You   
Author: Jennifer Domenico
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Blurb:
He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.
He strong, confident, and loyal.
He’s everything to me,
And I’d rather die than lose him,
Which is why Flynn Buchanan is my best friend.
But lately, things have changed.
We changed.
I can feel the shift–the difference.
Stirrings.
Questions.
Yearnings.
I’m starting to wonder…
What if I told him that what I need,
What I want,
Is him?
She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever known.
She’s fiery, smart, and has my back.
She’s been there for me through it all.
I can’t imagine a second of my life without her,
Which is why Brooklyn Ames is my best friend.
The only woman I want,
And the only one I can’t have.
But lately…
I’m starting to wonder…
What if I told her that all I want,
All I desire,
Is her?

One day, many months ago, Jennifer Domenico went to sleep and a beautiful love story played out in her dreams.
When she awoke, she felt compelled to write it down. So she did. The result was her first novel, Turn Towards the Sun and a writing career was born.
Ms. Domenico lives in Scottsdale, Arizona with her very Italian husband, a dog that adores her, two cats that tolerate her, and a wicked sweet tooth.
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Pinterest: pinterest.com/jendomenico
Instagram: jendomenicowords
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Other books by Jennifer Domenico:
The Sunflower Trilogy –
~Book One: Turn Towards the Sun – http://amzn.to/295Odi4
~Book Two: After the Rain – http://amzn.to/292RLiR
~Book Three: Forever in Bloom – http://amzn.to/292RyfI
Have my Heart- A Novella – http://amzn.to/292S1yk
Beautifully Twisted – http://amzn.to/295OdP2
Chasing Desire – http://amzn.to/28ZlYik
Londyn Falls – http://amzn.to/295Orpg
Break Me Down – http://amzn.to/28Z8aSY

Pre-Order Blitz of Caerwin & Marcellus by Lizzie Ashworth

 

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To celebrate the upcoming release of Caerwin & Marcellus, Lizzie Ashworth has put both books on sale during the pre-order period. The first book will be .99 until July 20th. The new one will be 2.99. (Both normally $3.99)

 

An ambitious Roman commander captures a fiery maid of Britannia and forces her to his will. A story of conquest and love set in the glory days of empire, their struggle to meet each other’s needs and expectations exposes the underbelly of Rome’s legal system, its dependence on slavery, and sexual secrets from Marcellus’ past. Can young Caerwin survive unexpected challenges to her womanhood?

 

Book 1

 

Caerwin and the Roman Dog
An Erotic Historical Romance Set in 47 AD Britannia
By Lizzie Ashworth

 

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Caerwin, a young Cornovii princess, watches from the rocky battlements of her tribe’s hillfort as Rome’s legions approach. Surely the valiant warriors of her tribe will fend off this swarm of foreign invaders. Disbelief slowly changes to horror as Romans overrun her home.

 

Captured and held in Roman camp, Caerwin faces Legate Marcellus Antistius who makes it clear she will submit to his demands. In spite of her resistance, he forces her pleasure. She begs to die.

 

Caught between his increasing infatuation with this Briton princess and the demands of his military command, Marcellus must come to terms with his past.
A fiery novel of domination and submission, this historical romance follows Caerwin as she refuses to accept her new reality. Life as she knew it is over. Forever. In its place stands a man she can never love.
Set in the year 47 AD as four legions of the Roman army invade Britannia and blaze a path of death and destruction, this novel portrays the plight of native Celts who must yield their lands and possessions to become vassals of Rome—or fight to the death.

 

 

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Book 2

 

Caerwin & Marculles

 

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Caerwin has lost her family, her home, and her freedom. Her one last hope? Escape. Across the River Severn and into the western hills, she finds familiar language, the sounds of a village stirring in the morning, dogs barking, the smell of lamb stew. While it lasts.
After two short months, he finds her again. Marcellus, the man who wants her heart. He and the Roman army march forward with swords flashing, butchering her countrymen and her only surviving friend Seisyll. Once again, she finds herself at his mercy.
Refusing to eat or even to wash the blood from her hands, Caerwin only wants to die. He won’t let her. Lash in hand, he forces her compliance.

 

But her life is destined for even greater change. At the end of his term as legion commander, Marcellus returns to Rome. He’s taking her with him even if she refuses to leave her beloved Britannia. A journey fraught with high seas, banditry, and the blighted company of a woman she despises brings Caerwin to the heart of the Roman Empire.

 

To the arms of a man she refuses to love.

 

A story of breathtaking scope, Caerwin & Marcellus takes the reader from the heart of Britannia and across Gaul to the thriving metropolis of Rome. Set in 50 AD, their struggle to come to terms with each other’s needs and expectations exposes the underbelly of Rome’s legal system, its dependence on slavery, and sexual secrets from Marcellus’ past. Can young Caerwin rise to the challenge of womanhood?

 

 

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Lizzie Ashworth has been through career, marriage, kids, and even ran her own cafe, but writing has always been her secret love. Hidden away on a remote woodland hilltop in the Arkansas Ozarks, she accepts advice from her hound dog Weezie and her black cat Esmeralda. She has authored seven novels and several short stories which explore the intimate nuances of human relationships.

 

Liz writes erotic romance because her mind just naturally runs to the gutter. Also, it’s way past time to celebrate women’s sexual freedom and the evolution of our culture to finally bring sex out of the closet. What she find most exciting about this minute in the history of literature is that through indie publishing, the author can directly connect with her readers.

 

She enjoys cooking, gardening, and vacations at the Pacific coast. Sunrise and sunset provide her favorite moments, the magical twilight between two worlds when anything seems possible. Most of all, she loves snuggling up with a good book.

 

Website and blog:  http://lizzieashworth.com/

 

 

Pinterest page (includes boards for all her books)  Check out my “Romans” board for more on Caerwin and the Roman Dog. https://www.pinterest.com/ashworthlizzie/romans/

 

 

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Mason Jar Cookie Company

The Illinoisan

Anyone that knows me knows that I am a HUGE military supporter. I have several familily members that are Veterans and I am a member of the Illinois Patriot Guard Riders.  I received this press release in my email and thought it would be a great thing to pass along to all of you.

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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

  • Contact:        Erin McCloskey
  •                         ASPIRE Communications
  •                         erin@aspirecommunications.org
  •                         (336) 207-5222

 

THE MASON JAR COOKIE COMPANY TO SUPPORT MILITARY FAMILIES THROUGH

HOPE FOR THE WARRIORS 

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SPRINGFIELD, Va. (June 23, 2016) – Now through the end of the year, The Mason Jar Cookie Company will support military members nationwide through the sale of a limited edition cookie mix. For each Hope For The Warriors Patriot Cookie Mix sold, 20 percent of the wholesale cost will be donated to Hope For The Warriors.

Celebrating 10 years of service…

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Midnight Divine Book Blitz & Giveaway with Valerie Roeseler

Title: Midnight Divine
Author: Valerie Roeseler
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Blurb:
Leaving her broken home and shady past behind, Ivy Harris is determined to make something of herself. Her new acquaintance, Jack Roe, is irritating and arrogant with a womanizing reputation. Despite his secretive behavior and constant pursuit of her, Ivy finds herself falling for him. When Jack’s secrets are revealed, Ivy discovers her life isn’t her own as she’s trapped within a conflict between beings of light and darkness.
After a series of dangerous encounters threaten her existence, she finds comfort from a mysterious stranger and gains the loyalty of unexpected forces. The walls Ivy has secured around her crumble in the wake of tragedy, and the devotion of her friends provide her with the family she’s longed for. With their safety and her survival contingent on her actions, Ivy has no choice but to become the force of nature she’s destined to be.

Valerie Roeseler is a devoted mother, author, and workaholic with a degree in Advertising, Graphic Design, and Print Production. She lives in Texas with her compassionate husband, chatty toddler, and water-loving English Pointer. She devours coffee and protein shakes, as they are her life’s essence, and is an enthusiast of art, music, literature, adrenaline, and hair dye. When she is left to her own devices, she tends to forget that sleep is a necessity.
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Trey catches up with me and pushes me against the wall with his body. “What the fuck, Trey! Get off me!” I struggle against his grip and the weight of his body.
“Come on, Ivy. I know you want me. I got your message loud and clear when you kissed me at the race yesterday.” His lips kiss me from my jaw down my neck as he uses his knee to spread my legs, leaning in closer. I smell the alcohol rolling off him, and it has a mixture of burned charcoal that reminds me of Beleth’s goons who tried to rape me. An urgency pours over me to get out of the situation by any means necessary.
Shit. This is gonna hurt.
“Trey,” I leer with seduction, demanding his attention. He leans back to look me in the eyes, and I give him a coy smile. He loosens his grip on me, and I run my hands through his hair above his ears. He motions to kiss me again and hesitates as I speak, “I’m really sorry, Trey.” He raises an eyebrow in question. He has no idea what I’m apologizing for. I rear my head back and bring my forehead to his nose as hard as I can, using it as a battering ram. He stumbles back, and I take my chance to leave.
Jack marches toward me with a pissed off expression and stops at the front of the hallway. His fists are clenched at his sides, and his eyes glare with a faint white illumination while the lighting from the room behind him give him a glowing aura. “Ivy? Are you ok?” his voice grates through his clenched teeth.
“Yeah. Just take me home,” I brood with my head down, avoiding his gaze as I storm toward him.
“You bitch!” Trey curses with hostility, and I look over my shoulder as he charges towards me. Jack stomps down the hall a few steps and freezes as I bring up my elbow, swing back, and bust Trey in the face. I twist and push his head down to knee him in the stomach, and he falls to the ground coughing.
“Stay down,” Jack warns from beside me and grabs my hand to lead me out of the house. His body’s radiating heat so hot I start sweating again.
We jump in the car and peal out. Jack glances over to me with concern, his anger boiling under the surface. “What happened?”
“Nothing.” My head throbs, and I reach up to touch my right eye. There’s blood on my fingers when I pull them away.
Jack reaches over and pulls my chin to face him. “You’re bleeding again.”
“Yeah,” I wince.
Jack shifts into fifth gear as we pull onto the highway, then maneuvers his shirt off as he steers. He hands it to me, “Here. Put this on your eye. It’ll help stop the bleeding.”
I take the shirt from him and hold it to my eyebrow while I try to avoid gawking at his body. “Sorry. I’m not trying to bleed all over your car.”
“I’m not worried about the fucking car, Ivy! What the hell happened?” he raises his voice in anger.
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. I can take care of myself,” I repeat in monotone.
His face falls, then he grins at me. “I can see that, but I should have been there. Yet again! I told you I would look out for you. You shouldn’t have had to do that.”
Quickly sobering up, I question, “Where the hell were you all night anyways? I went to go do some shots, and turned around to give you one, and you were gone!”
“I got caught up talking to some guys from out of town,” he admits. I’m silent against his excuses. “Where did you learn to fight like that? That’s the second time I’ve seen you kick someone’s ass.” Jack smiles with pride.
I smirk at him and quip, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”