Author Spotlight: Hell Yeah!: Chasing Butterflies by Jennifer Labelle

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Sawyer Maddox hasn’t had an easy life…

She’s the daughter of Kerrville’s biggest drug addicts and she knows what it’s like to be belittled and neglected. She keeps to herself as much as possible and has nobody to count on but her sister, Carley. She’s loved and failed, and with nothing left to lose the two sisters leave the only home they’ve ever known to start fresh someplace new.

They’ve established a good life in Minneapolis for the past eight years. Sawyer finds her passion through her art and tattooing, and her sister finds the love of her life. Her happiness disintegrates when Carley dies in a fire and she’s left utterly alone in the world.

It’s been a long time since she’s been home, but she decides to say goodbye to Minnesota and returns to the Hill Country of Texas. The town is familiar, and she’s determined to bring beauty back to those horrible memories that plague her. She’s not the same woman she once was, and Mad Ink, her very own tattoo shop is how she plans to make those dreams come true. What she doesn’t expect, however, is to run into the dark haired, green eyed, sexy cowboy she left behind.

Jagger Hale is instantly drawn to the brunette beauty sitting at the bar the moment he walks into Hardbodies. She looks eerily similar to the woman he once loved, and the moment he finds out she is indeed the one who got away he has his own agenda in mind—getting Sawyer back. But first he needs to come up with a plan to woo her. Now that he has her in his sights again he doesn’t plan on ever letting her go. All he needs is that second chance…

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“Nice ink you’ve got there.” He gestured towards the half sleeve she had on her right arm and she couldn’t help but smile.

“Thanks, I love my art on the body and off of it.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she opened them again. It had been a long day. “Do you have any?”

“Tattoos?” He lifted his eyebrow and smirked. “One, but I’d have to take off some clothing for anyone to see it.”

Damn it! He’s flirting. “Jagger.” Sawyer said as if she was exasperated with him already, but secretly she was really wondering where on that delicious body of his it was located. Not that she’d ever admit that out loud or anything.

“That’s my name. Speaking of, I never did get yours,” he said just as they’d reached her car.

“Uh huh, now if I gave you that the mystery would be over.” Her keys jangled as she grabbed them from her pocket, but Jagger leaned against the driver side door before she could open it. “And, right now I’m still unsure if you’d like what I had to say. Best to play it safe I think.” She took a step forward hoping he’d take the hint and move out of her way but the stubborn stud wasn’t budging.

“I don’t know any man who doesn’t like a challenge sweetheart and I will figure you out. So consider me intrigued.” He smiled and stood straighter. “Now, how much have you had to drink?”

“What?” she asked totally taken off guard by the question. “I am not drunk.” Hell, it had taken her over an hour to finish her first beer, and she hadn’t even finished her second one.

“Let me be the judge of that.” He held his hand out and wiggled his fingers. “I have a feeling we’ve met before I just can’t seem to place it yet, and if that’s the case you know I’m a decent guy. So I think maybe you should pass me your keys and I’ll make it my duty to get you home safely.”

“Absolutely not!” she said and gripped them tighter.

“You need references darlin’? If so, feel free to march back inside and get as many as you need. I know almost everyone inside including the owner,” he said and waited.

Sawyer was in complete shock. In fact, so much so, her mouth was literally hanging open. Of all the nerve…wow. She fidgeted and then narrowed her eyes at him. “There’s no need. I appreciate your concern but I’m perfectly capable of taking myself home.”

He chuckled in response and then crossed his arms. The smooth tan skin and bulging muscles of his forearms distracted her and she muttered another curse under her breath when she looked back up to his face and he winked. Busted!

“Humor me.” He repeated, “Are you always this pigheaded or is all of it reserved just for me tonight?” He held out his hand again. “Come on just consider this some good old southern hospitality. You get home safely and I feel better about it.”

“Fine, it’s not like I’ve been given any other choice.” She handed him her keys and stomped her feet as she made her way to the passenger side. “Stubborn? Huh!” She huffed. “Takes one to know one.”

“It’s all just part of the package.” He teased. Once they were inside and all buckled up he turned towards her. “Now were to.”

Sawyer gulped as she looked into those hypnotizing green eyes of his and knew that she was royally screwed. Because the moment she gave him the address to her folks place he’d know exactly who she was and that might not be a good thing.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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Jennifer Labelle resides in Canada with her husband and three beautiful children. After her third child she became a stay at home mom. In her busy household Jennifer likes to spend her down time engrossed in the stories that she creates. She is an active reader of romance (especially historical), mystery and anything paranormal. With an education in Addictions work she’s decided to take a less stressful approach in life and hopes that you enjoy, as she shares some of her imagination with all of you.

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Author Spotlight: Hell Yeah! Cowboy Collision by Kandi Silvers

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Former reality star, housewife Kendall Swanson, has it all. A luxury high-rise condo in Los Angeles, an expensive convertible and her job is personal assistant to television’s hottest producer. What more could a girl want? Certainly not what her boss asked of her. Go back to her small town, and for his next reality TV sensation, find the ultimate single cowboy to host the ranch “makeovers”. Faster than you can say “stuffed turkey” it’s goodbye palm trees, hello Kerrville, AKA Hell, and yes, it’s frozen over. At least on her parent’s front lawn. How bad could the holidays with her family be? Other than the reindeer in the house and Deacon Cutes being back in town.

Deacon Cutes wasn’t expecting Kendall to blow into town in an over-priced car and designer handbag. He should’ve known she’d be back, he was here for the same reason. The only reason anyone returned to the small town was for weddings, funerals and the occasional holiday. One wedding, one after party and he’d be back on the road singing country songs to star crazed fans—make that after thirty days of community service for a minor infraction.

Wait, did the reindeer just talk? Time to lay off the sauce and not the cranberry kind.

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“Who wants carrot cake?” The church organist offered up happily, having been excluded from the proverbial bomb dropped in the living room.

Fritz reared, his body bumping both Sadie and Kendall. The cake went up and Kendall fell back. Deacon reached out to stop her fall but instead with the momentum both went over. The cake landed as the tree crashed to the floor with a scatter of ornaments and tinsel. Garland landed on Kendall’s face. Her soft curves sandwiched between the fallen Christmas tree and Deacon’s body.

He’d be a liar to say he hadn’t pictured himself on top of her. However, no clothes and no audience had also been part of that erotic image. He removed the garland from her and stared down into her eyes. From where he was laying, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize their bodies fit together perfectly. His groin stirred as his chest experienced her breasts coming against him hard with the shallow breaths leaving her lungs.

A flicker of anger crossed her features and she gritted her teeth. “Considering the tree is under me,” she whispered in seething temper. “I highly doubt that is a branch poking into my hip.”

Of all the comments and of all the girls he could have been in the situation with, he couldn’t think of one he’d rather be pressed against. The scent of her became damn near intoxicating and it took every ounce of strength not to kiss her senseless. He leaned in close to her ear and purposely blew warm breath against her skin. “It’s not a branch, baby, but most definitely wood.”

She hissed and struggled to get up slapping him lightly, which induced him to laugh. “I hate you, Deacon!”
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Born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada, I still call Sin City home. I’ve always been a sucker for romance novels and movies, especially romantic comedies. Writing is more than just words to me it’s captivating slices of characters’ lives and sharing them with the reader. I’m a firm believer that heroes and heroines had a life before page one of any story and their past as well as life experiences, made them who they are.

Coming from the southwest I have a major soft spot for cowboys, but also love suspense, a bit of intrigue and kick-ass heroines. Of course, there is always the time to slip in a good paranormal. I try to keep my writing diverse and always on the naughty side.

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Author Spotlight: Hell Yeah!: Taboo Frequency (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Gem Sivad

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When ultimate impulse collides with maximum control…

 

It’s all about taking charge. Luke Danvers has his future planned to the nth degree—until he steps on an IED in Afghanistan. Bitter, angry, and emotionally adrift, he returns to the States, ready to spend the rest of his life pissed off at the world.

 

Kiley Endicott has never been a poster child for moderation. Married and widowed young, she’s raising twins on her own. Since impulse has always ruled her life, it’s not easy being a sedate parent under the critically watchful eye of her family.

 

A Friday night lapse in sanity, leads Kiley to a hook up with Luke Danvers. Even in the cab of a truck, he’s an awesome lover. She wants more. But she’s got to be circumspect, nobody can know.

 

Luke hasn’t had fun in—forever. But he can’t stop grinning after he meets Kiley Endicott. It’s more than her being a totally uninhibited lover, but God knows he can’t get enough of that either. She makes him laugh.

She says nobody can know. Okay, he’s trained in stealth. He sets up a call system, a taboo frequency, guaranteeing her twenty four hour access in every way. But he’s not just waiting for their secret meets. He’s planning a siege.

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“Maybe we can help each other,” she said looking up at him. He didn’t know what she had in mind but listened to find out.

“I’m a single mom. I don’t have a steady man because I don’t want one hanging around my two kids who are right now with my mom. She doesn’t babysit often and aside from Marcie, I don’t leave them with anyone else. I have a full-time life that includes a job and no time for a relationship. ”

“And?” He squeezed her shoulders, urging her to make an offer he wasn’t going to refuse regardless of what it was.

“And—I have certain biological needs I’d like to satisfy with something other than plastic.” She closed her eyes, her blush denying the intimacies they’d just enjoyed at the same time her hand stroked his thigh, promising more.

“Well as to those biological needs—seems like we can find a way to get them satisfied. When you’ve got the time, I’ll find the place.” He pulled up next to her car and put the truck in park, idling in front of her sister’s house, waiting for Kiley’s answer.

When she remained mute, he decided coaxing was in order.  “You do the calling,” he said, switching on his truck’s overhead light to search in the glove compartment for paper.

“I’d just as soon the whole town not know we’re carrying on,” Kiley murmured, her blush turning her pink cheeks to ruby.

“Carrying on?” After the uninhibited fucking they’d just engaged in, her old-fashioned description made him smile.

His quick rummaging turned up no paper, so before shutting off the overhead light, he held her hand and wrote his number on her palm. “If you change your mind and don’t call, it’s okay. I’ll not bother you. If you do call, I’ve marked your number a TF.”

“TF?”

“That’s military speak for taboo frequency—a contact too important to miss. You call when you’re able to get free and I’ll make sure we get together.”

He let her get half out the door before he added his last addendum to their deal.  “As to the plastic, you might want to bring it along for a ride or two. No sense in letting it feel neglected.” He liked a little variety in the sheets and he figured he’d let her know up front, he wasn’t all vanilla. He had a feeling neither was she.

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Hi, I’m Gem Sivad. When I moved to the southern part of an enchanted kingdom and found my Prince Charming, he inspired me to write romance.

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Author Spotlight: Hell Yeah!: Thunderstruck (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Amanda McIntyre

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Texas born, Nash Walker hasn’t met a challenge yet that his southern charm, and cowboy diligence couldn’t tackle. From graduating top of his class to creating a world-class team of historical restoration specialists, or the recent purchase of a neglected grand dame plantation deep in Louisiana Bayou country.

But when the tenacious and beautiful, Scottish-born parapsychologist, Dr Somer Ingler crosses his path in the throes of investigating his new home for paranormal activity, she brings a whole host of challenges from her strange ghostly friends to the powerful whirlwind she creates inside of him.

Determined to resolve the plantations mysterious past, they find themselves mirroring the passion of past lovers, caught in a raging storm of desire and deceit, leaving them in the end…thunderstruck!

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He blew out a breath and offered a congenial smile, along with the truth. “I have to confess, Doc, I don’t believe in ghosts and all that mumbo-jumbo.” He crooked his fingers for emphasis. “I mean, yes, I know there are stories. But in my experience, the majority are just stories that you tell around a campfire on Halloween.” He hated to sound like a condescending ass, but he felt she should know where he stood.

“If you’re finished?” She handed him a mini-video camcorder. “Turn on the night-vision button and you should be able to see everything quite clearly in the dark.”

“But I just said…”

She tucked a small transistor-looking device in her pocket and held a miniature walkie-talkie in her hand. She jabbed a small flashlight in her mouth as she zipped up her hoodie.

Nash thought his heart might stop altogether at the sight of her perfect pink lips enclosed over the end of the flashlight.

He blinked as she jerked the flashlight out of her mouth and pointed it at him. “Mr. Walker, please understand. Your inability—your refusal, even—to believe in the existence of the paranormal has no bearing whatsoever on whether it exists or not. They don’t need your permission.” She shook the light at him. “In my world, in my experiences, paranormal activity certainly does exist.” She strode to the door and opened it. “Now, shall we go? All I ask is that you follow me and keep the camera running. Do you think you can manage that?”

Nash chuckled. Glasses and bossy. Could this get any better? He sure as hell hoped it would. He trotted down the steps after her, quietly humming the tune of the movie that brought ghost hunting back to life, so to speak. He was about to sing the chorus when she stopped suddenly and spun to face him. He lifted the camera, avoiding disaster as his body slammed into hers.

She pressed up on her toes, pushing her face into his. “One more wise-crack, Mr. Walker, and I may have to use my magic to put a spell on your dick.”

“Sorry.” He smiled. Little did she know she already had.

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Amanda McIntyre’s passion is telling character-driven stories with a penchant for placing ordinary people placed in extraordinary situations.

A bestselling author, her work is published internationally in print, E-book, and audio. She writes sizzling contemporary and erotic historical romance and believes no matter what, love will find a way.

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Blog Tour: Claimed by Sarah O’Rourke

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Instalove! Fire Chief Aiden James often fell in lust, but not in love. That was — until the beautiful new librarian Carolina Mayfair showed up in his small town. The sparks flew and set them both aflame for one magical night, and the resulting inferno changed both of their lives forever.

Caro Mayfair was passionate, committed, and not looking for love at all. She just wanted to use her newly-minted college degree at the small library in the mountain town of Paradise. Little did she know that she was about to meet the man that would set her world on fire!

Erotica, romantica, and all sorts of other stuff!

28K-word standalone novella; can be read as standalone or part of the Passion in Paradise series.

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Aiden had known the second he laid his eyes on that spectacular hourglass figure of hers that he wanted her. Of course he had. A man would have to be dead not to want to spend time between those gorgeous thighs, worshiping at those fantastic breasts while he fucked into what he’d bet was the tightest pussy in creation. Yes, his cock had screamed ‘MINE!’ the moment his gaze settled on her fine little body. But the second she’d turned and he’d seen her exquisite face for the first time… yeah, he’d been done. He’d known that woman would hold him – heart, mind, body, and soul.

There’d been no question at all.

He was claiming sweet Carolina for his own.

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Sarah O’Rourke is actually TWO besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! They’ve crazily nicknamed themselves Crazy One and Crazy Two. Born and raised in the southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.

Between them, they have four children and twenty years of marriage…one to a retired super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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