@GoddessFish Book Tour & Giveaway - Intensity by CC Koen @authorcckoen

The Deets...

What would you do to improve your life?

Twenty-one-year-old Serena Thomas is faced with a tough decision. Unable to get ahead of debt and loneliness since her grandmother’s death she finds a new job, placing the sheltered virgin in an underground escort business. She tells herself it’s just a temporary life choice, but destiny has a different plan. She meets a mysterious and gorgeous man, who happens to be her new boss. Will Serena fit in or will she be left all alone again?

Lincoln (aka: Linc) Jefferson has an unusual life. He established The Lounge, an exclusive escort club for very personal reasons. A place where the women say who, when, and what type of sex they’re willing to have. The escorts possess all the power and the money. It’s a business Linc guards at all costs. Trying to maintain the secrecy is a constant challenge and one that’s tested when he enters into a relationship with Serena. She tempts him unlike any woman, even though he’s surrounded by beauty on a daily basis. The more time they spend together the harder it is for him to keep his secrets. Will Serena stand by his side or will she abandon him?

Sparks and passion fly, taking these two on a journey neither could have expected.

A Sneak Peek Inside...

He yanked me up from my seat and launched his lips on mine so fast the contact zapped me with a thousand volts. His strokes, bold at first, lightened to soft, tender kisses almost as if he was asking permission to enter—to taste.

The heat from his hands, holding my upper arms, seared me.

My fists clenched and unclenched over and over at my sides.

Touch him? Don’t touch him?

Unable to deny myself, I moved closer, aligning my body with his. My hands gravitated of their own volition, melting to his tight abs and drifting upward, over his chest and up to his neck, where I held on for the ride.

His loud groan rumbled across my breasts, and his firm arms wound around my back, crushing me against him.

For the first time in my life, I surrendered and parted my lips, ready to welcome him in. Instead of tongues diving toward one another, Linc stilled and clamped his mouth shut. As I started to step away, he clenched my hips, holding me in place. He pressed his forehead to mine and slammed his eyes closed.

Kiss me, please. 

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Who are Serena Thomas and Linc Jefferson?

Heroine Profile

Name: Serena Thomas

Age: 21

Occupation:  Accountant, nanny, and I just got a new job at the Lounge, as an escort.

Physical Description: 5’10, long copper colored hair that comes down to my hips, and sea green eyes

Likes: I like to read romance and erotica

Dislikes: Mean people

Relationship Status: Single

Typical Friday Night: Working

Drink of Choice:  Iced tea

Favorite Food: Ice cream

Favorite Song: Somewhere I Belong by Lincoln Park

Choice of Transportation: I have an old Toyota, but because I’m trying to save money, I walk/jog most places.

Panties or Thongs: Panties, but since I’m an escort now, I wear thongs.

Best Memory to Date: I’m still waiting for one.

Words to Live By: The path to serenity appears amid the storm.

Hero Profile

Name:   Lincoln Jefferson (a.k.a. Linc)

Age:   32

Occupation:   Owner of The Lounge, an escort club.

Physical Description:   6’10’’ long black hair, mid-chest length

Likes:   Women, reading poetry, and working out daily

Dislikes:    Men who disrespect women (yeah, I know, I own an escort business, but looks can be deceiving J)

Relationship Status:  Single

Typical Friday Night:   Working @ The Lounge

Drink of Choice:   Fifty-year-old scotch

Favorite Food:   Steak & potatoes

Favorite Song:   Nickelback “Savin’ Me”

Choice of Transportation:  1971 Oldsmobile 442 black muscle car with white stripes

Boxers or Briefs:    Boxer-briefs, but I sleep naked.

Best Memory to Date:   The day I met Serena Thomas.

Words to Live By:   In loving memory of my mother who wrote these inspiring words in a poetry book she read to me throughout childhood.

My soul’s first embrace, cradled you with tender loving care.

My heart entwined to yours, enlivened from beat one.

My love transcends eternity, a guiding star enlightening the darkness.

May your soul nurture.

May your heart treasure.

May your love inspire.

Who is CC Koen? 

C.C. Koen writes contemporary romance with a twist. An avid reader who enjoys mystery and suspense, her stories will never be what you expect. Determined to find adventure in her dreams and life, she enjoys skydiving, sailing and any activity that challenges her. Teacher by day, romance writer at night produce an active imagination that comes to life in her writing. Intensity is her debut novel.

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@GoddessFish BookTour & Giveaway - Guest Post by @AndreaSimonne

What do you do when you're not writing?

When I’m not writing I’m usually traveling with my entourage. We like to hang out with rock stars and party on rooftops, guzzling expensive drinks. Not to brag too much, but it’s quite the glamorous life.

My entourage, also known as my two children (oops, they don’t like to be called children, even though—let’s face it—that’s what they are) demand a lot of time and attention. Luckily they’re both cute and funny, but don’t tell them I said that. It’s always good to keep your entourage guessing.

On our recent trip to a science museum we saw some unusual rocks that were shaped like stars. And let me tell you, I’ve never seen such crazy rock stars! They were worn out and rough around the edges, but still a colorful bunch. I could barely pull my eyes away. The oldest member of my entourage pretended indifference, but the younger member was impressed. We both agreed those were the wildest rock stars ever!

Afterwards, we went to a restaurant on the top floor and ordered fruit smoothies. I don’t know what kind of fruit they used, but those smoothies weren’t cheap. They tasted great though, and it was worth it to see the view from the rooftop as we guzzled our expensive drinks.

Now don’t be too envious, like I said, it’s a glamorous life.

Next week my entourage and I are planning to hang out with some cool supermodels. It’s going to be awesome. Apparently there are these dinosaur models on display and they’re super cool….

The Deets...

Choosing between two hot guys? Not a bad way to turn thirty-five….

Running into an old boyfriend is bad enough, but why does it always happen when you look your worst? Kate Alexander is wearing gray sweats, no makeup, and feels as glamorous as a pile of dirty laundry when she runs into her hunky ex, Ben Mathews. Ben is the only man who’s ever asked her to marry him. And now still single, and closing in on her thirty-fifth birthday, Kate suspects her shelf life is nearing its expiration date. Though Ben once broke her heart she’s convinced fate has brought them together for a second chance at love.

The problem is Declan O’Connor, a sexy Irishman. Kate considers him a friend—except she’s been having some very un-friend like thoughts about him. They shared a hot kiss one night, before Ben reentered her life, and now she can’t stop thinking about it. Despite the attraction with Ben, Kate is remembering her old resentments all too well. But then Ben asks her to marry him again, and her second chance has finally arrived. Is this what she really wants though?

From Seattle to Dublin, from the old to the new, Kate is caught between playing it safe or playing with fire.

A Sneak Peek Inside...

“I’m glad we’re together again,” he murmurs, kissing me softly. His fingertips trail down my body creating little sparks on my skin. 

           

I’m still aware that we’re outside naked. Ben obviously doesn’t care though and I wonder if he sleeps out here a lot. It would be just like him. He’s like a dog that refuses to be kept indoors.

           

“What are you thinking about?” he asks, sensing my distraction.

           

“You. I was wondering if you sleep out here a lot.”

           

He chuckles softly. “I do. Crazy huh? Sleeping on my deck. You’re finding out all my secrets tonight. I love sleeping under the stars.”

           

“I don’t think I’ve ever slept under the stars.”

           

“Are you serious?” Ben looks shocked. “Never?”

           

“I was a Girl Scout when I was a kid and went camping with them once, but that’s the only time.” What I don’t add is that I hated it. All the bugs and dirt. It was awful.

           

“You were a Girl Scout? I’ll bet you were cute. But I can’t believe you haven’t gone camping since then.” He buries his face in my neck. “We’ll have to fix that. I’d love to go camping and sleep under the stars with you in my arms every night.”

           

“Sounds great.”

           

“Really?” He strokes my cheek. “Let’s do it. We’ll go when I get back from California.”

           

He kisses me slow and deliberate. I wrap myself around him, dizzy from wanting him again. The past fades away in a smoky haze and the present is bright and clear. There are stars overheard, and I have to admit, the view is beautiful. I decide that I’m even looking forward to going camping with Ben.

           

Sort of.

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Who is Andrea Simonne?

Andrea Simonne grew up as an army brat and discovered she had a talent for creating personas at each new school. The most memorable was a surfer chick named "Ace" who never touched a surf board in her life, but had an impressive collection of puka shell necklaces. Eventually she turned her imagination towards writing. Andrea still enjoys creating personas, though these days they occupy her books. She currently makes her home in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and two sons.

You can find Andrea at: 

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@GoddessFish SuperBookBlast, Review & Giveaway - Shimmy for Me by Deanna Cameron

Shimmy for Me

Juggling two jobs to keep her belly dance studio afloat keeps Abby Anderson’s mind off her shattered love life—until a reawakened pain sends her into the arms of an anonymous stranger she plucks from the audience of her tribal belly dance show. No names, no strings, no romance. She tells herself it’s a harmless hookup.

Until he turns up at her day job . . .

Derek Collier, the sexy heir to the Collier media dynasty, just landed everything he’s always wanted: the publisher’s seat at the Orange County Herald. Except his first order of business is to sell the newspaper. Reeling from his family’s betrayal, his only comfort is the memory of that mysterious belly dancer and the perfect night they spent together.

He won’t rest until he finds her again.

She’ll lose everything if he does.

A Sneak Peek inside... 

Only one thing could divert his thoughts tonight, and she was standing in front of him, just out of reach.

He bridged the distance and touched her porcelain white chin.

“Is this all right?” he asked.

She covered his hand with her own and nuzzled into it.

“We seemed to have skipped the introductions,” he said, his eyes locked on that smooth, soft cheek. “I suppose I have the advantage. I already know who you are, Zenina, so maybe I should tell you I’m—”

She stopped his mouth with a quick finger. “No names,” she said, her chocolate eyes widening. “No numbers. Nothing. All right? Let’s just enjoy tonight.”

She didn’t want to get to know him? Or force him to get to know her? No hoops to jump through, no empty promises to make?

She really was perfect.

She took his hand from her shoulder and guided it down the front of her, over the rise of her breast, the soft slope of her belly, the ridge of her belts and scarves.

His chest thudded at the feel of her. His mind froze.

She stopped his hand and pulled it away.

“Do we have a deal?” she purred.

“Oh yeah,” he said, his heartbeat racing, his breath coming fast. “You can have whatever you want.”

           

A slow, sexy smile crept across her face and she rose on her toes to whisper in his ear. “Just for tonight, handsome. Just one night.”

My Thoughts on Shimmy for Me

Temporary newspaper accounts clerk by day, belly dancer by night Abby Anderson is working tirelessly to save her struggling dance studio from closure. She's a single lady with certain, um, needs, that haven't been met for over a year. So tonight, for one night only, she has every intention of finding someone to meet them. Derek Collier has spent the last six years learning his family's business inside out only to have his destiny swept right from underneath him. So tonight, for one night only, he's looking for a much needed distraction. 

Abby doesn't expect her one night stand to walk through the door the very next day, as Derek takes his place at the head of the media corporation Abby works at. And then Abby is given the opportunity of a full time permanent position as Derek's Assistant. A pay rise, with a cash lump sum hovering on the horizon, Abby can't turn down the opportunity to save her studio. So prays to god that Derek doesn't recognise her instead,

Shimmy for me is a great novella to snuggle up with on a cold winters night. Abby is likeable insecure girl, who's intelligent, dedicated, and incredibly ambitious. She wears her huge heart on her sleeve, and yet she guards it with her life, not ready to open it to the scrutiny of people who don't understand her desire to dance. Derek is gorgeous, sexy, brooding, not ready to let his family's business go, yet hopeless to stop it being sold, in fact he's the one who has to sell it. 

Abby's desire to keep her belly dancer's identity a secret leads to Derek becoming almost dismissive of her, abrupt and impolite at best. For me, their interaction in the office let the story down, they had all this chemistry and attraction right at the beginning of the story, but that disappeared the moment they began their working relationship. No watching each other work, nor catching eyes. No non-intentional flirting, nor sharing smiles. Which made it easier to understand why Derek, when he found out his hot fiery belly dancer was right under his nose. He walked away. I wanted to slap him and say 'Dude, get your head out of your ass!'. I wanted them to work it out. I wanted them to achieve their happily ever after. But I don't feel like Derek deserved Abbey in the end. Sure he did something to help her save studio. But Abby went to extreme lengths, in spite of humiliation, in order to help save Derek from his predetermined failure.  

Despite the fact I didn't enjoy the way their romance unfolded, and not feeling satisfied with the overall ending. It pulled me in and kept me there. I cared for the characters. And I did get the smile, and warm fuzzies that they worked it all out in the end. And its for this reason I'm breaking my usual rule of never posting a less than four stars review. There are so many elements which determine the quality of reading experience that had I not found Abby and Derek's story not quite to my tastes - although others may disagree - I would have absolutely given it four stars. Cameron's fluid writing styling allows a seamless slip from real world to fiction world and she makes it easy to stay there right to the very end. I'll definitely be looking out for more from this author!

Who is Deanna Cameron...?

DeAnna Cameron writes novels featuring feisty heroines transformed by true love and belly dance—the oldest and most exciting dance form in the world. Her novels have been translated into Japanese, Polish, and Serbian, and her work has been praised for its “deft prose, energetic characters and . . . colorful images” by RT Book Reviews and called “most entertaining” by the Historical Novel Review. Before turning to fiction, DeAnna worked as a journalist, writing and editing for several Southern California newspapers and magazines. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, as well as its Orange County chapter. When she isn’t working on her next novel, she can usually be found at her jeweler’s bench, creating new wire-wrap, bead, and multimedia designs. She lives in Orange County, Calif., with her family.

http://www.DeAnnaCameron.com

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The Honeymoon Prize by Melissa McClone @GoddessFish Promotions

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He needs a wife...

Single bodyguard Nick Calhoun has been given an ultimatum by his boss--find a wife or lose his cushy, high-paying job. Clients' wives are hitting on him and putting Nick, and his boss, in hot water. But monogamy? He's never been a white picket fence kind of guy, and he's not about to embrace the happily married lifestyle now. He needs a wife who doesn't care about his steamy, extra-curricular love life...and he knows just the woman to fit the bill.

She needs a home...

Adalaide Sinclair spent years caring for her ill grandmother. Upon Grammy's death, she's stunned to find herself evicted from the only home she's ever known and labeled a thief by her inheritance-hungry family. Addie needs to find a place to live and a job--fast. So when her childhood friend, Nick, proposes a no-sex marriage of convenience, she puts her dreams of true love and happily-ever-after on hold. Finding Prince Charming can wait a little longer, right?

But will their friendship survive the honeymoon?

When Nick and Addie unexpectedly win a dream honeymoon, they decide to go their separate ways during the ten-day vacation. Too bad a camera crew is waiting for them at the tropical paradise. Acting like a head-over-heels bride and groom for reality TV wreaks havoc on their no-sex agreement...and blurs the line between fantasy and reality. Will Nick and Addie remain married in name only, or will a romantic honeymoon for show turn them into true newlyweds?

Enjoy an excerpt:

The breeze off San Diego Bay ruffled the hem of Adalaide Sinclair’s borrowed white dress. She stood at the wedding arbor in the County Administration Center’s Waterfront Park, holding a single yellow rose, her pulse racing faster than a F/A-18 taking off from Miramar.

Don’t lock your knees. Passing out during the lunchtime ceremony would be a total wedding faux pas. Not what she needed when she felt like a complete fraud, fake, liar. Her stomach churned, trying to wash away the guilt.

Clicks sounded—photographs being taken by her friend Emily Rodgers. The digital images weren’t fun shots to be shared via Instagram, but pictures to place in a fancy white album, a remembrance of the wedding day.

Air rushed from Addie’s lungs. Breathe. But less and less oxygen seemed to go into her lungs. Uh-oh.

Do. Not. Lose. It.

Nick Cahill, a close friend since kindergarten, stood next to her. The wind blew the ends of his wavy light brown hair, making him look like a model. He wore black trousers, a slightly wrinkled white dress shirt and a black bowtie. He looked so handsome and very groom-like. Well, of course, he did, given he was the groom.

Her groom.

He’d been her best bud until middle school, an intermittent crush through high school and her platonic male BFF since then. She never thought she’d be adding “her groom” to the list.

Addie’s forehead throbbed. Her heart ached. A lump burned in her throat.

I can’t believe this is happening.

With a degree in mechanical engineering from Stanford University, Melissa McClone worked for a major airline where she traveled the globe and met her husband. But analyzing jet engine performance couldn’t compete with her love of writing happily ever afters. Her first full-time writing endeavor was her first sale when she was pregnant with her first child! Since then, she has published over thirty romance novels with Harlequin and Tule Publishing Group. She’s also been nominated for Romance Writers of America’s RITA® award. When she isn’t writing, you can usually find her driving her minivan to/from her children’s swim practices and other activities. She also sends care packages to deployed service members and fosters cats through a local no-kill animal shelter. Melissa lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three school-aged children, two spoiled Norwegian Elkhounds and cats who think they rule the house. They do!

Website: http://www.melissamcclone.com

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@GoddessFish Book Blitz - Formula for Love by @VikiLynRomance

The Deets... 

Kenneth Hailey, an uptight conservative mathematician, believes he's in control. After all, every problem can be solved in a deliberate and logical manner. Even love. When his fiancée dumps him for his best friend, he leaves Manhattan for the West Coast. What better place to forget his past. It's 1967, and San Francisco is the place to turn on, tune in, and drop out.

But is he ready for Rose Red?

Rose Red, a free-spirited flower child, challenges Kenneth, thrusting him into her world of love-ins, protest rallies, and rock concerts. Kenneth finds himself falling down a rabbit hole, hanging on for dear life.

Old habits die hard, and he retreats, but Rose Red has other plans for him.

 

Priscilla had been his last and only girlfriend. Sure, he’d dated and slept with a few girls before her, but she was the first who’d understood him. She respected his need for boundaries and his need to work out mathematical theories in his head. Distractions cursed his very existence. But in the end she had left him.

“So you broke up with your girlfriend.”

Kenneth stabbed at his sprouts and shoved a bunch in his mouth. He coughed them into his napkin, rolled it up, and stuffed it under the rim of his plate. “I said a change, not a breakup.”

“But you did leave because of a girl.”

What was with this chick? She had an uncanny way of seeking out the truth. “I’m over her.”

“Then I say, ‘love the one you’re with.’”

His generation’s answer to everything. Well, not for him. “What’s with you? You throw yourself at every guy you meet on the street. That’s not love.”

“I met you at the park, not on the street. And what’s wrong with sharing a little love? The world needs more of it.”

“Sex isn’t love.”

Rose picked up her fork and pointed it at Kenneth. “Maybe not for you.”

“You talk of me not allowing love in, but it seems to me you’re as bad. So you sleep with a bunch of guys. That’s not letting in love.”

Hard eyes stared at him. Rose tapped the rim of the plate with the tines. “I do know the difference between love and sex, but why be lonely? To share the night with someone is a beautiful experience.”

Mathematics did not allow for frivolous assumptions Rose spouted so freely. Arguing with Rose was pointless. Stubborn, with that russet hair and bright eyes, a real nut case—yet what she said about choosing to love someone instead of being lonely held some truth for Kenneth. He was lonely. And feeling like this, maybe he would settle for any girl to keep him warm at night.

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Who is Viki Lyn...?

There’s nothing better than reading a good book over an espresso, watching a movie, trying out a new restaurant with close friends or laughing hysterically with my sisters. Some of my favorite movies reveal the truth, that I am a sentimental girl at heart: When Harry Met Sally, Something's Gotta Give, Latter Days, Lord of the Rings, Sense and Sensibility and North and South (the BBC series).

What inspires me - the reality that romance between lovers is a hope more than a guarantee. My stories are an eclectic mix of contemporary and paranormal, but it is always romance that drives the story to its final happily-ever-after.

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