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IF YOU CAN’T STAND THE HEAT cover reveal… Taryn Kincaid

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Derek Dunne is a Cordon Bleu-trained food critic for the  prestigious  New York Monitor, whose scathing review of a popular Italian bistro has driven away all but the most loyal neighborhood patrons.

Lucrezia  Serafina  DiCicco  is  a  clumsy  business  school  drop-out,working as a chef and scrambling to keep her family’s restaurant afloat,after her father develops diabetes and is banned from his kitchen for his own good.

Now, with  The Monitor folding, Derek is searching for his next career path  and  longing  to  get  back  to  his  first  love—cooking—while  Lu  is desperate for an influx of cash to save the struggling restaurant…even as her father puts his foot down about non-family employees.

Derek  and  Lu embark  on  a  marriage  of  inconvenience  to save  the restaurant. But can Lu ever really trust the man who nearly destroyed her family, once noted her initials spelled “LSD,” and her food was like a “bad trip?”

Or will it be their hearts on the chopping block? 

 

 

Me and Cap (3)Taryn Kincaid is a former award-winning reporter and columnist, covering everything from fires and homicides, to corrupt politicians and hero dogs. Nowadays, she haunts courthouses. Taryn reads all genres and writes erotic paranormal, contemporary and historical romance.

She is the author of the Sleepy Hollow series–LIGHTNING,THUNDER,FROST,HEAT WAVE and IN FROM THE COLD — sexy paranormal romances for Decadent Publishing’s popular 1Night Stand series; BLIZZARD, a short erotic romance for Decadent’s The Edge line; HEALING HEARTS, a Regency romance from Carina Press, and SLEEPY HOLLOW DREAMS, an erotic paranormal romance from The Wild Rose Press. Books 1-4 of her Sleepy Hollow series, plus BLIZZARD, have been compiled in the SLEEPY HOLLOW edition, available in paperback and digital formats.

Coming February 24, 2015 from Fated Desires Publishing, IF YOU CAN’T STAND THE HEAT, a contemporary foodie romance.

Visit Taryn at:

Website:  http://tarynkincaid.com

Blog: http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com

Twitter: @tarynkincaid

Facebook Profile: https://www.facebook.com/tarynkincaid1

Facebook Author Page:

https://www.facebook.com/TarynKincaidAuthorPage?ref=hl

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4414704.Taryn_Kincaid

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/tarynkincaid

 


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The ANGEL is RISING! Today!

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ANGEL RISING BOOK ONE has released! I couldn’t be more thrilled than I am today. It’s hard to believe that just 5 years ago I wrote my very first novel, TRINITY. The stars of the book at that time were Michael and Emma, but lurking in the shadows, waiting patiently for her turn, was Hannah, Emma’s daughter. I always knew her story wouldn’t end with Trinity. She had a whole life yet to live which I’ve been thinking about ever since writing THE END on Trinity. 

Her day has arrived! And in grand style, I might add. NOT ONLY does her story continue here, in Angel Rising Book One, but ALSO in Angel Rising Book Two. Talk about an epic! Now, don’t worry! It won’t be a year before you see her second book. NOPE! You’ll be able to read it on…. OCTOBER 13th! That’s only a month away. Yay!

So, let’s get to the heart of her story, right here. Right now. I’ve a blurb to share with you and a playlist of songs that pair beautifully with Hannah’s story. ENJOY and CLICK HERE for ANGEL RISING BOOK ONE —> http://amzn.to/YmbgdK

BLURB:

Hannah Livingston has the most infamous stalker that ever existed- Satan. She spent her sixth birthday with the Brethren, fighting an apocalyptic war that sent the Dark Prince back to Hell, and the rest of her life wondering if he’d be back for her soul someday. She needn’t wonder any longer.

Gabriel Seeker, Brethren Protector, spends his days and nights rescuing kids from sex traffickers and protecting their lives from further damage. He knows all too well the nightmarish world they’ve been stolen into, and it’s gotten harder to keep secret his own past horrors.

Hannah and Gabriel have always gotten along, first as friends, then as co-workers. She manages his life and he protects hers. A perfect, symbiotic relationship, so it would seem, until suppressed feelings for each other surface and forever change the landscape of their lives. Stricken with PTSD, the determined angel seeks to protect the woman he loves from Satan’s greedy and insidious clutches.

Deceit and seduction, desire and repression, collide in this epic, immortal story of love, duty, and sacrifice.

PLAYLIST OF SONGS:

HERO> ENRIQUE IGLASIAS

ANGEL> AEROSMITH

SHE WILL BE LOVED> MAROON 5

I’M NOT IN LOVE> 10cc

EVER THE SAME> ROB THOMAS

CALLING ALL ANGELS> TRAIN

TO MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE> BILLY JOEL

A THOUSAND YEARS> CHRISTINA PERRI

LOVE STORY> TAYLOR SWIFT

I WON’T GIVE UP> JASON MRAZ

STAY> RIHANNA

DEMONS> IMAGINE DRAGONS

GONE, GONE, GONE> PHILLIP PHILLIPS

KISS YOU ALL OVER> EXILE

INTO THE NIGHT> BENNY MARDONES

RUDE> MAGIC

 


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GABRIEL SEEKER’S STORY RELEASES!

In advance of ANGEL RISING releasing at the end of the month, I’ve released GABRIEL’s story. He’s one of the Brethren Protectors, and has quite a history! In Gabriel Seeker, you’ll meet him for the first time, and fall in love. Here he is, in this quick short story, with no romance, that made us swoon anyway!

BLURB:

Every day, innocent souls are lost to the insidious depravity of sex trafficking. Days blend into endless nights, and dreams of freedom are doused with the stark reality of captivity. Only one whispered hope, only one silent prayer, and one Brethren angel will offer salvation and retribution. Gabriel Seeker is his name. This is his beginning.

ONE-CLICK HERE: GABRIEL 


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A Summer’s Enchantment releases! From Kathleen Ann Gallagher…

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BLURB ~ A SUMMER’S ENCHANTMENT

Cassandra Wales, an independent and determined registered nurse finds her plans for the future shattered when her boyfriend dumps her.  Her witchcraft made him squirm and she wasn’t changing for him. The move into her new home keeps her distracted, but she’ll be sure to keep an eye out for red flags next time.  When an elderly woman shows up at her doorstep and makes an odd request, she comes face to face the woman’s hot and sexy grandson.  He convinces her to come to see his band play. Will she be able to trust a man who has women begging for his attention?

Jake Hill is an ambitious, up and coming lead singer in a rock band. When his grandmother asks him to take her over to her first home, he doesn’t question her motives. Instead, he meets the woman of his dreams. Will she stick around while he climbs the ladder in the exciting world of a rock star?

 How will Jake find the time to nurture a relationship when his music takes top billing? Can the passion between them be enough to lead the way, or will fear of failure take control of their destiny?

EXCERPT:

The DJ played ‘Always’ by Bon Jovi. “I love this song. It’s one of my favorites.

“Let’s dance.” Jake took her by the hand. He led her to the dance floor, and they found a spot in the far corner, away from the crowd. With their bodies close, they moved as if they’d danced together before. Each movement was slow and seductive. She placed her head on his shoulder, ran her hand across his chest and down to his arm. His breathing sped up as she snuggled up against his cheek.

“You’re driving me crazy.” Jake whispered in her ear.

Her fingertips were bursting with desire as she caressed his back, making her delirious with longing. Lost in his tender embrace, she felt the warmth emerge between her legs. It felt like they were alone on a desert island, and she wanted nothing more but to rip his clothes off. It was the most sensual dance she’d ever experience. If a slow dance was this good, the sex would be unbelievable. She secretly imagined his lips trailing down her chest to her breasts. His moans tantalized her. Jake buried his face in her neck and she responded with uninhibited whimpers. He sang the song nuzzled up against her ear, making her lightheaded. It didn’t scare her; it felt wonderful. When the song ended, they remained enveloped in each other’s arms. Jake pulled back, but kept his arms around her waist.

“You’re amazing. I’m happy I gave my grandmother a ride the other day. Thank God for her dream about my grandfather.”

“Speaking about your grandfather, I think he’s come back to his old house for a visit.”

“What do you mean? Come on, let’s sit a minute.” He took her by the hand and guided her back to the table. He moved close to her.

“Now, what were you saying?”

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Blog http://kathleensplacetoreflect.blogspot.com/?zx=a7245435c3267ac9

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/kathleen.a.gallagher

Website http://www.kathleenanngallagher.net/

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543778_561304280570752_1032586160_nKathleen lives in New Jersey with her husband and their two dogs. She’s a registered nurse who works in an emergency room. Writing has been her passion since she was a young girl. Contemporary and paranormal romance are her favorites. She has three adult children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat, sipping on an iced tea, dreaming up her next romance novel.


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Cover Reveal for Artemis’s Hunt, by Lia Davis

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Artemis’s Hunt ~ Sons of War novella 2.5

By Lia Davis

Deception broke her heat. The truth fuels her hunt.

Coming September 2, 2014

 

ArtemisHunt72Artemis, goddess of the hunt, has lived with heartache for the last fifteen hundred years, believing her only love is dead. That’s what her father—Zeus, king of the gods—told her. After recent events brought the truth to light, Artemis must gather the courage to face her lost love again.

Evangelos, former god of messengers, was content living in the mortal world until he discovered he has a daughter and her mother is Artemis. When the goddess shows up at his place of employment with tales of renewing his god status, he’s skeptical. Zeus wouldn’t reverse the curse out of the goodness of his heart. There is always a catch. The god king wants something in return.

When Artemis explains she has to hunt down her stepmother, Hera, in order to get Evan back into Zeus’s good graces, Evan demands to accompany her. However, the journey turns out to be a test that could bring them closer together or tear them apart forever.

 

Sons of War series to date

War’s Passion, book 1

Ashes of War, book 2

Artemis’s Hunt, book 2.5

More to come…

Two day reveal giveaway:

Lia will be giving away FIVE eCopies of book one of the series, War’s Passion.
Follow the Rafflecopter instructions below to enter. Good Luck!

Direct link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/5b563545/

Bio:

Lia Davis is the author of the bestselling shifter series, Ashwood Falls, a mother to two young adults and three kitties, a wife to her soul mate, and co-owner to Fated Desires Publishing, LLC. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it!

An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very active imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She ventured into the world of writing and publishing in 2008 and loves it more than she imagined. Writing is stress reliever that allows her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving real life where it belongs.

Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties.

 

Social media links:

Website: http://www.authorliadavis.com/

Facebook author fan page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Lia-Davis/137761469629592

Facebook friend page: https://www.facebook.com/lia.davis.52

Facebook Fan Club: https://www.facebook.com/groups/368820509920377/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/novelsbylia

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Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/liadavis35/

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5829989.Lia_Davis

Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Lia-Davis/e/B007Z0BH7S/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

About.me: http://about.me/AuthorLiaDavis

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NEW Cover Reveal for DISTORTION: Same great story inside!

Created by the fabulous Rachel Olson of  NO SWEAT GRAPHICS, here’s the new cover for DISTORTION! Same great story inside, hot new cover on the outside…

 

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James White has it all, looks, brains, and a charming personality. But in his romance cover model’s world, those blessings have become a curse. A colleague has blurred the line between life in front of the camera and reality; distorting the truth, and turning a friendship into a dangerous obsession.

Hope Evans had a dream job, working with sexy, hot photographs; turning authors’ dreams into award-winning covers. When unexpectedly laid off, she must find her namesake in life … some kind of hope for her future. Can a birthday wish give her what she truly desires? They say be careful what you wish for.

Destiny brings Jamie and Hope what they’ve been seeking: each other. Fate also throws in a psychopath and her equally sinister sister, both hell-bent on making Jamie and Hope’s world a living hell.

A hero on thousands of romance covers; can he be one for real when lives are on the line?

 

EXCERPT:

“Ow! Son of a bitch!” What the hell had she stepped on? Bending over, she looked down to find a large shard of a shell sticking up out of the sand. Damn it! She picked up her right foot to inspect it and watched as droplets of blood mixed in with the crushed shells and cigarette butts. Well, isn’t this just grand? So much for starting out on the right foot. The cut on her sole bled profusely, and she wasn’t quite sure how to staunch it other than cover it with her shirt. Thank goodness she’d worn a bathing suit underneath her clothes. But how to get back to her house? She snorted. Good question, Hope. Now what’s the answer?

She looked around for anyone that might be as crazy as she for coming out so early, but not a soul joined her. Great. Now what? Her foot throbbed in rhythm with her heart. She needed to get it washed, bandaged, and up in the air quickly. She searched around again, this time to see how close any of the beach houses were that dotted past the dunes. The one nearest had sea green shingles and a white wrap around porch. It had a very non-assuming and friendly look. She’d been judged by the book covers she created, so she figured the house may very well be a good reflection of its owner.

Hobbling through the sand and up the dunes gave her quite a workout. Every step she took made her wince and left a little token of her affection for the sea, a bloody footprint. Her once white tank top now wrapped clumsily around her foot, boasted a horrid shade of deep red. She reached the apex of the sand hill and saw the silhouette of a person sitting on the porch.

“Hello? Hello!” She waved her arms high in the air. “Excuse me; I could use a little help. I’ve cut my foot and I’m bleeding like a stuck pig.” The blob didn’t move. Did she mistake an outdoor statue for a person? She hoped not because she felt like crap at this point. Gathering her energy, Hope drew in a deep breath and projected her voice. “Excuse me! Can you help me, please? Hello? Oh….”

The world according to Hope whirled around her and spun out of control. Her body crumbled and rolled down the dune toward the house. Abruptly, all went dark.

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She soared through the clouds, catching the wind beneath her wings. Coming out of her fog, she realized instead that someone had been carrying her and walking at the same time. But who? Her brain swam like when she’d twirled a hundred times on the grass as a child. Opening her eyes, she looked up at her savior and thought she must still be in “La La Land.” A strong jawline, a straight nose, and five o’clock shadow graced the profile of a Greek god. A hairband captured dark brown hair at the base of his neck. Her foot twitched and she groaned.

“Easy now, I’ve got you. My name is James White and I’m just gonna bring you onto my porch to see to that foot of yours.”

“Oh, thank you, James. I’m Hope Evans. I don’t feel so well. I stepped on a shell. My foot is cut real bad.” Her head fell back onto his chest like a rag doll.

“Hi there, Hope. Don’t worry. I’m certified.” He laid her gently on a chaise lounge, grabbed a few pillows from some other chairs and placed them under her foot. “I’ll be right back. I need to get my first aid kit, and I think a cup of OJ for you to drink might help, too.” His smile reassured her that all would be well. He ducked inside giving her a chance to look around. She’d missed most of the sunrise, but she didn’t care anymore. Due to a kindhearted fellow, she’d found an angel at dawn instead.

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Surrounded by many, and yet still all alone…

How many times have I heard it from people on Facebook? I’m in a crowd of people and still feel so alone. I AM one of those people. Always have been, and I guess always will be. Unfortunately, I come to friendships and circles of friends a tad too late to be considered anybody’s best friend. Someone always occupies that space already. How dare I even consider trying to be more than just a runner-up? How dare I even hope that there’s room in someone’s heart for more than one best friend? 

It may sound foolish and grade school-ish to you, but I must say, it certainly doesn’t feel that way to me. I know that I’m my husband’s best friend. I know that I’m loved by my children and they enjoy hanging out with me. I know that I like myself enough to be my own best friend, but that gets monotonous, especially after all these years. 

I’ve known friends for 25 years now. Got drunk with them, laughed with them, listened to them when they were sad or frustrated or to soothe them as they complain about others. Missed them terribly once I moved away. And still, I have learned, that 25 years has yet to put me in the “best friend” category. Those spots are still taken, and there’s still no room at the inn.

I realized this conundrum last year, after having moved to Arizona 8 years ago, and when it came to making friends through my writing. Everyone seemed to have made their “best friends” pairings or groups and I was the newest add-on. Liked, appreciated, maybe even loved, but never yet considered a “best friend.” I never dreamed I would have to face that reality with friends I’ve had for 25 years.

So, what’s the magic potion? What’s the password? And what the hell do I do now? I grieve for the loss of a perceived place I thought I’d finally earned in the circle. Then, I pick myself up by the bootstraps, kick this girl in the ass, and search for the one person, the one woman on this earth who at our ripe old age hasn’t quite found her “Number 1″ yet either. Is she out there?

I have no fucking clue. But I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna continue searching for someone else who’s been passed over, like me. Someone who’s looking to call each other “MY PERSON”, like Christina and Meredith in Grey’s Anatomy. Someone who doesn’t think twice about recognizing our relationship as a cut above the others. 

Until then, I shall continue on as I have- smiling and laughing, and enjoying friendships, but knowing my place. Heck, I’m a fiction writer. I can write myself into one hell of a story where I have exactly what I’ve always sought. I can create my own HEA.

 

 

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