COVER REVEAL: Order of Fear by Lisa Caviness

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Sometimes fear is all that keeps you alive.

Murder

A senior account and future bride, Marissa Nash likes order, and she expects all the pieces of her life to add up. Her bottom line is skewed after she discovers her fiancé has been unfaithful. When Marissa walks in to the unexpected—David dead and her dog, Halo, agitated and restless, she finds her nightmare is only beginning.

Passion

David’s unenthused best man and traumatized former Army doctor, Justin Tanner understands that a wedding means more than a toast and a kiss. His reluctance stems from feelings that run deeper than they should for the bride. But when he finds Marissa cradling his best friend’s lifeless body, can he find a way to suppress his feelings as they uncover David’s secret world?

Evil

The seemingly pointless murder launches Marissa and Justin into a wicked web of lies, delusion and danger at the hands of a powerful and psychotic foe.

Murder, passion, evil—who will survive?

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As a lifelong reader of an eclectic pool of books from mystery/thrillers, science fiction, contemporary romance, and the classics, Lisa Caviness has never been without a book on the nightstand. Like many writers, she started crafting stories as a child. However, creativity took a back seat to her career in pharmaceutical and medical device research. In 2013, Lisa decided to get serious about writing and joined Romance Writers of America, and later Sisters in Crime. The education she has received has been invaluable but more importantly the support from fellow writers has enriched her in thrilling and unexpected ways.

Lisa is originally from Ohio but has lived in Massachusetts and is currently settled in Indiana with her husband and three children.

She writes romantic suspense.

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TOUR & REVIEW: Changing Roles by Ellie Masters

 

Title: Changing Roles 
Author: Ellie Masters 
Genre: Erotica, BDSM 



 
 
 
Kate Summers’s career on the Force came to an implosive end when she was ousted as a noted Domme. She now subsists at the fringes, scraping by as she feeds off the misery of others. Catching cheating spouses for divorce lawyers has become her paycheck, and a case brought by the woman who destroyed her career will bring many challenges. To follow the leads and solve a murder, she must reenter the world that cost her career and change roles. There’s only problem, she swore she’d never submit to a man—at least never again.
 
 
 

 

 

 
 
 
Changing Roles by Ellie Masters
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4 Stars

Well peeps, this is Ellie’s debut book, but you’d never know it. It reads like she’s been writing for years. It’s dark, it’s gritty, and it’s full of so much suspense it’ll make your head spin. It has a tough heroine, a sexy alpha, and a plot thick with suspicion. What more could you ask for.

Jake Davenport can be my master any day. He’s part owner in the exclusive BDSM club Stripes and he’s completely taken with Kate, a.k.a. The Mistress of Pain. He seems to have a long road ahead of him in the “Kate” department. Get Kate to like him, check. Get Kate to “pretend” to submit to him, check. Anndd… get Kate to believe in him, double check. Wow, what a ride!

Kate is a Domme, but has been out of the scene for quite some time. When the people who destroyed her career come calling for her help, she has no choice but to get into character and become The Mistress of Pain once again. Kate is an extremely strong female lead character. She never backs down even when she knows she should. I liked her persona, but felt like she could have been just a tad more susceptible to Jake in the beginning.. but that just me!

Good supporting character cast. Loved Pete! Seriously that dude should be like 400 pounds. Every time he enters a scene, he’s eating a damn donut for cripe sakes! The Mayor and his wife, eh… they can kiss my ass for all I care. I woulda kicked their asses outta my office in the beginning.

This is a darker read, but not too dark. It’s suspenseful and keeps you guessing till the very end. The dialogue flows and does feel natural, but the pacing was a bit slow for my taste. There was plenty of tension leading up to the climax, but I just felt that it took too long to get through all of that. I still liked it and I think it’s a great story, just felt it could have been shortened by 150 pages, but that’s just me! Great debut novel Ms. Masters I look forward to more books from you!

 
 
 
Ellie Masters has been exploring the worlds of romance, dark erotica, science fiction, and fantasy by reading and writing the stories she wants to read. When not writing, Ellie can be found outside, where her passion for all things outdoor reigns supreme: off-roading, ATV-ing, scuba diving, hiking, and breathing fresh air are top on her list. With the release of her debut novel, Ellie is pleased to add ‘author’ to her life’s list of accomplishments. Wife, lover, and mother are her most treasured roles, but Ellie has played many parts: counter girl at McDonalds, a research assistant in a Nanofabrication facility, a rocket scientist, and a physician. Which only proves anything in life is possible if you set goals and never give up. She has lived all over the United States, east, west, north, south and central, but grew up under the Hawaiian sun. She’s also been privileged to have lived overseas, experiencing other cultures and making lifelong friends. Now, Ellie is proud to call herself a Southern transplant, learning to say ‘y’all’, ‘over yonder,’ and ‘bless her heart’ with the best of them. She lives with her beloved husband, two children who refuse to flee the nest, and four fur-babies; three cats who rule the household, and a dog who wants nothing other than for the cats to be his best friends. The cats have a different opinion regarding this matter. Ellie’s favorite way to spend an evening is curled up on a couch, laptop in place, watching a fire, drinking a good wine, and bringing forth all the characters from her mind to the page and hopefully into the hearts of her readers.
 
 
 
 
 

 

NEW RELEASE: Catching Serenity by Eden Butler

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TITLE: Catching Serenity (Seeking Serenity Book 4)
AUTHOR: Eden Butler
GENRE: Contemporary Romance
RELEASE DAY: March 29, 2016

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SYNOPSIS

It began with a look.

Just one, thrown my way. A mad, dizzying rush of desire cracking across the patio, bouncing around my friends, ignoring everything but the heat bubbling between his eyes and mine.

That’s when Quinn O’Malley came into my life.

We were inevitable.

We were senseless.

He wrecked me.

He saved me.

I still haven’t recovered.

Sayo McIntyre didn’t want the complications that came with Quinn O’Malley.

But life doesn’t care what we want. It gives us what we need.

CATCHING SERENITY is the last full-length novel in the Serenity Series.

This is a multi-media novel with illustrations from RN Laing. Trigger warnings: real damn life.

 

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CATCHING SERENITY EXCERPT

Quinn grabs the sketch from the floor, waving it at me like a threat. “This? This proves that I see beyond the surface otherwise you wouldn’t have sat there staring at it for ages, would you?”

Some of my anger eases, dips down in the pit of my stomach as I watch him. He’d just revealed more of himself, unintentionally, than he ever had before, and there was no way I’d let that bit of information go without comment. “How do you know how long I looked at it?” He walks away, stepping backward, like he’s only just realized what a slip he made, but I follow, edging him toward the door. “Is that what you’re always going to do, Quinn?” He is almost gone. “Run away because you’re scared?”

“I’m not scared of anything.” He takes a step, shoulders back, ready for a fight. “Not a fecking thing.”

“Yeah? Then why are you leaving? Because I upset you?” I grab his arm when he turns, making him face me. “Because I made you admit how empty your life is?”

Quinn won’t look at me, seems to prefer to keep as much distance between us as possible and I almost let him leave, figuring that he’ll argue with me all night if I allow it. But the emptiness, the need to seek out what is missing in his life from my little cousin, is a warning sign, a flag of caution that tells me he is hurting, far more than he lets on. It’s not unusual, something that everyone else on the planet is going through, but Quinn is the one around Rhea. Quinn is the one that has opened a chasm in our lives just by being here.

When I step forward, he retreats further until he is against the door. His swagger is gone. His attitude missing. Standing before me is a scared boy, one who swallows thickly, who blinks as though he isn’t sure what’s about to happen. I’ve never seen Quinn like this. I’ve never seen him as open, as raw as when I reach for him, extending my fingers so that they hoover next to his cheek.

“What are you doing?” He grabs my wrist, but his grip, his defense is weak.

“Seeing how scared I can make you.”

He doesn’t move when I touch him. Quinn holds his breath when I move my fingers across his face. His cheeks are arched, the bones long and supple and he shakes, the tips of his hair moving the closer I get to him. He doesn’t resist me, but his back stiffens when I kiss him, barely putting any pressure at all against his mouth. It’s only when I move his face, when I slip the slightest hint of tongue against his mouth that Quinn makes a sound at all. And then, he responds, like someone has turned a switch in his brain, given him permission to respond. Quinn moves his hands up my back, threading his fingers in my hair, yanking so that my head comes back, but our mouths stay connected. He towers over me, his body moving, grazing against mine.

We become motion, heat. I sink further and further into the abyss, forgetting who I am, what I’m supposed to be. There is only Quinn’s mouth against mine and those low, primal sounds that lift from his throat. His breath coats my neck, his fingers dip, they spread against my skin, down the slope of my back, up to tweak and cup my breast.

Against my hip, I feel the thick outline of his dick and shudder against him, tightening my fingers into his shirt as Quinn grinds, pushes himself into me harder and harder. He doesn’t stop, isn’t cautious or kind and pushes me up, holding my ass against his squeezing fingers, our bodies coming together, needy, gripping like something desperate, something inevitable.

“Feck,” he mutters so low that I barely make out the curse. He is breathless, desperate and I feel it in every swipe of his mouth, his tongue along my skin and the gripping possession of his hands pulling my leg up to his hip, settling me so close that our centers meet over and over, teasing, promising.

My thoughts are clearer now. There is only sensation and that drive to complete, to finish, a will older than any of us and it is this Quinn who matches me. Quinn who helps me loosen the tight hold I have on everything weighing me down. There is no logic to this. There is only need and that ancient inclination to fill it.

It’s only then, right at that moment, that I realize the past few hours, fighting with him, insulting each other, was the first time in two years Rhea didn’t consume my thoughts and the smallest hint of suggestion flirts in my mind. Quinn had done that, his words, his anger, then his touch, had all numbed me to the sense of loss, to the one thing I prayed every day I could avoid.

I break the kiss, pushing on his chest to catch my breath. “You… you let me forget,” I tell him, a little out of my mind with lust, then stoned completely when Quinn moves his tongue across my neck, biting gently against my collarbone.

“I can make you forget, Sayo…we can forget together.”

But I can’t forget, not completely. Quinn is a bully, a liar unwilling to share who he is with anyone but a dying girl. This thing between us, whatever it is, is a Band Aid, not a fix and no matter how good he feels, no matter how strong that drive is, it will not answer my questions or keep the nightmare that approaches at bay. But maybe, just maybe, it will be enough.

“Tell me,” I say, holding him back when he presses forward, needy for my mouth, anxious to taste my skin again. “Why did you draw that?”

Quinn stops, staring down at me, watching my face closely for something he doesn’t mention. “Why does it matter?”

“I need to know.”

Nodding once, Quinn drops my legs, pushes off from the door, and moves away from my body with only a brief touch of his fingertips on my face before he jerks his hand away and moves me aside to open the door. “Get used to disappointment.” And then, he slams the door behind him as he leaves, taking the warmth of his body and the promise of what he could give me.

 

ABOUT EDEN

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is an editor and writer of Fantasy, Mystery and Contemporary Romance novels and the nine-times great-granddaughter of an honest-to-God English pirate. This could explain her affinity for rule breaking and rum.

When she’s not writing or wondering about her possibly Jack Sparrowesque ancestor, Eden patiently waits for her Hogwarts letter, edits, reads and spends way too much time watching rugby, Doctor Who and New Orleans Saints football.
She is currently living under teenage rule alongside her husband in southeast Louisiana.
Please send help.

 

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BLOG TOUR: Lucky Penny by L.A. Cotton

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 Lucky Penny
By L.A. Cotton

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I was his lucky Penny. He was my light in the dark, hope in despair. Our bond was one of survival, friendship… first love.
But then we were ripped apart and Blake Weston became the memory I turned to when everything else in my life fell apart.
Seven years later, a summer working at Camp Chance is supposed to be my fresh start. Beautiful scenery and the chance to better the lives of foster children – kids like me. But when my eyes land on him across the fire, time stands still and feelings come rushing back to the surface. I thought I’d moved on, tucked him away in my heart. One look into his soulful blue eyes and I know I’m wrong. Blake Weston can heal the broken parts of me. Restore my hope. Love me.
It’s our second chance. A sign we are supposed to be together.
Isn’t it?
I was twelve when I survived the accident that killed my parents. Fourteen when I survived the devil. And sixteen, when I survived a heartbreak of the worst kind.
But in my twenty-three years, Blake Weston might just be the first thing I won’t survive.
WARNING: This book contains references to abuse that some readers may find distressing.

 

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“Oh, come on, Penny. I know you two have a rough history, but it’s just that, history. In the past. You can’t let your past dictate your future. Mold you, sure, but define you? Nuh-uh! The Penny I’ve watched grow over the last couple of months is stronger than that.”
Was I?
Most days, I didn’t feel it.
I’d made progress, sure, but the truth was that I was still tethered to the ghosts of my past in ways I hadn’t even realized until I saw Blake again.
So much pain tainted our story, I didn’t know if we could rewrite ourselves a new ending… or beginning.
“You’re overthinking this.” Marissa took my hand in hers. “I’ve watched the two of you together. Everything you felt for Blake all of those years ago is still there. It’s written all over your face every time you look at him. And I don’t doubt for a second that it’s the same for him.”
Warmth spread into my cheeks, and I dropped my eyes. Why couldn’t I just be normal instead of damaged and confused and terrified to step out of the shadows?
Why couldn’t I let myself live in the moment for once.
“I know you’re scared,” Marissa went on. “And that’s okay. But tell me one thing, Penny. Can you live with yourself if you leave here without giving him a chance? A real chance?”
I looked over at the lake where Blake’s group was attempting to cross the water on homemade rafts. His polo shirt clung to his chest as he helped a boy onto the floatation device.
“Well, can you?”
Could I?
Blake had healed me once, and then he had broken me in a way from which I never truly recovered. But somewhere over the last two months, he had started to put me back together. Piece by piece. My head had warned me, tried to keep me away, but my heart recognized him. They called to each other, sought each other out.
Blake already owned my heart.
He always had.
But could I give him my damaged soul as well?
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5 STARS
“Wonderful story of love and friendship” ~ By Mollien Osterman Alpha Book Club

 

5 STARS
Perfectly Heartwarming” ~ By Sarah Griffin

 

5 STARS
L.A Cotton never fails to surprise me with her amazing stories. First there was the Fate’s Love Series, then came Chastity Falls series (oh, Jackson) and then Lucky Penny.”  ~ By Jade!

 

5 STAR
“A Great Second Chance Read .” “ I loved this story. It is so beautifully written. …If second chance loves stories with angst are your thing, . . “ ~ By Renee

 

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Chastity Falls: Box Set 1-3

 

 

 

 

Fate’s Love Series (The Complete Box Set)

 

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Contemporary romance and romantic suspense … written with feeling
L.A is author of contemporary romance novels ranging from sweet with just a hint of steam, to suspenseful reads full of angst, tension, twists and turns. Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time mum to two little people with writing. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L. A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

 

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Cover Reveal: Blur by Xavier Neal

 
Title: Blur (A Senses Series Companion Novel) 
Author: Xavier Neal 
Release Date: May 3rd, 2016 
Cover Designer: Angie Merriam
 Model: Griffin Kodors
 
 
 
 
 


Aside from being a father, husband, and lucrative business owner, Logan “Unbreakable” Kellar is a retired MMA world champion. However, after a challenge is made that he can’t refuse, stepping back into the ring will do more than warm up old routines and habits. Will Logan be able to withstand the punches pulled in and out of the ring or will everything he loves suddenly become just a blur?

 

 
 
 
Xavier Neal lives in Texas where she spends her time getting lost in writing, reading, or fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she continues finding inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to life. She also enjoys eating cupcakes, watching Netflix, and pretending to have Oprah interview her!
 
 
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