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Friday, December 2, 2016

***Blog Tour Stop and Giveaway*** A Veil of Vines by Tillie Cole



























To most people, princes, princesses, counts and dukes are found only in the pages of the most famous of fairytales. Crowns, priceless jewels and gilded thrones belong only in childhood dreams.
But for some, these frivolous fancies are truth.
For some, they are real life.
On Manhattan’s Upper East Side, people have always treated me as someone special. All because of my ancestral name and legacy. All because of a connection I share to our home country’s most important family of all.
I am Caresa Acardi, the Duchessa di Parma. A blue blood of Italy. I was born to marry well. And now the marriage date is set.
I am to marry into House Savona. The family that would have been the royals had Italy not abolished the monarchy in 1946. But to the aristocrats of my home, the abolition means nothing at all.
The Savonas still hold power where it counts most.
In our tight-knit world of money, status and masked balls, they are everything and more.
And I am soon to become one of them.
I am soon to become Prince Zeno Savona’s wife…
… or at least I was, until I met Achille.
And everything changed.


Caresa

As my papa’s G5 began its descent, I looked out of the window beside me and waited for the plane to break through the clouds. I held my breath, body tense, then suddenly the burnt-orange remnants of daylight flooded the plane, bathing the interior with a soft, golden glow. I inhaled deeply. Italia.
Fields and fields of green and yellow created a patchwork quilt below, rolling hills and crystal-blue lakes stretching as far the eye could see. I smiled as a sense of warmth ran through me.
It was the most beautiful place on earth.
Sitting back in my wide cream leather chair, I closed my eyes and tried to prepare myself for what was coming. I was flying to Florence airport, from where I would be swiftly taken to the Palazzo Savona estate just outside of the city.
I would meet Prince Zeno.
I had met him twice before—once when I was four, of which I had no memory, and again when I was ten. The interaction we’d had as children had been brief. If I was being honest, I had found Zeno to be arrogant and rude. He had been thirteen at the time and not at all interested in meeting a ten-year-old girl from America.
Neither of us had known at the time that that our betrothal had been agreed upon two years prior. It turned out that the trip my papa had taken to Umbria when I was eight was to secure a forever-bond between the Savonas and the Acardis. King Santo and my father had planned for their only children to marry. They were already joined in business; Zeno’s arranged marriage to me would also strengthen both families’ place in society.
I thought back on my New York farewell of nine hours ago and sighed. My parents had driven me to the private hangar and said their goodbyes. My mama cried—her only child was leaving her for a new life. My papa, although sad to see me go, beamed at me with the utmost pride. He had held me close and whispered, “I have never been more proud of you than I am right now, Caresa. Savona Wines’ stock has plummeted since Santo’s death. This union will reassure all the shareholders that our business is still strong. That we are still a stable company with Zeno at the helm.”
I had given him a tight smile and boarded the plane with a promise that they would see me before the wedding. And that had been that.
I was to marry Zeno, and I hadn’t protested even once. I imagined to most modern-day women living in New York, the process of arranged marriages sounded positively medieval, even barbaric. For a blue blood, it was simply a part of life.
King Santo Savona died two months ago. The shareholders of his many Italian vineyards, the stakeholders in Savona Wines, had expected his son, Zeno, to immediately step up and take charge. Instead, Zeno had plunged himself into the party scene even harder than before—and that was quite a feat. Within weeks my papa had flown out to Umbria to see what could be done.
The answer: our imminent union.




Jenn's Review


I knew this story was going to be good. Knowing Tillie Cole wrote A Veil of Vines, there was no question whether I wanted to read it or not. What I didn’t know was that I would fall in love with every character, and that I would love every second of reading this story. I was so involved in the story of Caresa, Achille, and Zeno that once I finished, I immediately started it over.

Tillie paints us a beautiful picture of Italy’s countryside. Rows and rows of grapes, waiting to be harvested, rolling hills for which you can watch the sunrise and the lavish or simple homes that Caresa will come to love so quickly.

The story is centered on forbidden love. The heart pounding and sneaking around to see each other, if only for a moment, kind of love. And last, a love that makes you feel empty and in pain when they aren’t with one another.  

A Veil of Vines gave me all the feels. I remember well what a first love feels like. It’s all consuming and Tillie describes those feelings perfectly. She was able to insert me into her story and allow me to watch it all play out. With her descriptions and my imagination, it quickly became the best “movie” I have ever seen!
Beautiful words and selfless characters, I can say this was the sweetest story I’ve ever read. And now I’m ready to stomp the grapes!





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Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.















Tuesday, July 26, 2016

***Cover Reveal*** Born Sinner (Se7en Sinners Series) by S.L. Jennings

We're excited to bring you the cover and blurb for S.L. Jenning's 10th novel, Born Sinner!
Title: Born Sinner
Series: Se7en Sinners Series
Cover Design: Hang Le of By Hang Le 
Release Date: Summer 2016



Twenty-two years ago, I was cut from a cold, sodden womb, and cradled in the filth and poverty of Chicago’s concrete arms. Statistically, I wasn’t supposed to survive these streets past the age of eighteen. Fate had a different plan. I was bred for one purpose and one purpose only: to unleash death and destruction on my world. My thoughts are power. My words are weapons. Evil created me then grace tried to save me. 

But first… they tried to kill me. They call themselves the Se7en. They are sin and salvation, and everything we’ve feared from the beginning of time. And their leader is the deadliest of them all. He doesn’t lose. He doesn’t compromise. And most importantly, he doesn’t distract himself with mortal weakness. Not until me. Kill one to save a million. That’s what he told me when he took me as his prisoner. Kill one to save a million. That’s what he’s been trying to tell himself ever since he took me into his arms.
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S.L. Jennings is a proud military wife to her high school sweetheart, a mom of 3 rowdy boys, and a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. When she’s not obsessing over book boyfriends, you can find her hanging out with a few epic fictional loves at independent bookstores or sipping Bloody Marys at her favorite brunch haunts in Spokane, Washington. She’s a self-proclaimed food snob, makeup junkie and lover of all things shiny, sparkly and kitschy.

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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

***Blog Tour Stop and Giveaway*** Filthy English by Ilsa Madden-Mills



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A smokin’ hot British player…
A jilted girl…
One night of mistaken identity…


★★ NOW LIVE★★


*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*


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Blurb


Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague’s fiancĂ© drops her faster than a drunken sorority girl in stilettos. Armed with her best friend and a bottle of tequila, she hops a plane to London to drown her sorrows before fall semester begins at Whitman University.


She didn't plan on attending a masquerade party.


She sure didn’t plan on waking up next to the British bad boy who broke her heart three years ago—the devastatingly handsome and naked Dax Blay. Furthermore, she has no clue how they acquired matching tattoos.


Once back at Whitman together, they endeavor to pretend they never had their night of unbridled passion in London.


But that’s damn hard to do when you live in the same house…


One night. Two damaged hearts. The passion of a lifetime.


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Excerpt


Without much thought except for comfort, instinctively I pressed myself against him, fitting into his arms as easy as breathing. He leaned against the brick wall of the neighboring building and wrapped me up, sensing my need to be grounded.
I don’t know how long we stood like that—maybe a minute, maybe five—but soon our breaths were in sync; the rise and fall of his chest in perfect accord with mine.
One of his hands traced down my spine and then up. He outlined my shoulder blades with his fingertips. His hands drifted to my hips then caressed back up to my hair, massaging my scalp.
But what had started as an innocent hug changed.
Fire licked my skin everywhere he touched. Of their own accord, my hands slid down to his waist and teased the line where his jeans rested on his hips. I went further, my fingers toying with the V at his hip until I felt him harden against me.
Lips brushed the top of my hair. “Remi . . . look at me,” he said, his voice raspy.
If you look up, you’re going to kiss him . . .
I tilted my head up and his mouth fused with mine in an instant.
Insistent. Wild. Hot. Yes! This is what I needed.
I groaned, and my hands rushed to his shoulders and dug in.
He was wrong—terribly wrong—for me, but it felt so right.
I felt wonderfully alive, revved up, as if I could crush a car with my bare hands, or push Dax against the wall and fuck him senseless. I recognized the feeling for what it was—an I almost-died-and-now-I-want-to-experience-life feeling.
“Wait,” he breathed as I ran my hand under his shirt. “It’s adrenaline. You’ve been through a trauma. You don’t really want this—”
“Shhh.” I lifted his shirt and kissed his chest, my tongue flicking over his nipple. “You taste like every good thing I’ve ever wanted.”

His taut restraint snapped, and he swayed into me. “God, I can’t tell you no.”


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Sandy B's Review

I WANT TO GET FILTHY WITH DAX & YOU WILL TOO!
4.5 STARS

Though not necessary, I highly suggest you read or re-read Dirty English (Elizabeth & Declan’s story) before diving into Filthy English.  Ok – now onto this bit of filthy deliciousness that is English Book #2.

Remi is living the dream.  Her wedding day to her dream guy is almost here but the best laid plans can sometimes be for naught.  Two weeks before the big day her fiancĂ© (Hartford) dumps her like a bad habit.  What’s a girl to do?  Well, grab a little something to make her forget, taker her bestie (Lulu) and go on her honeymoon anyway.  After all London is paid for already so why waste the trip.  A last hurrah before starting her senior year at college. 

Dax is in London hanging out with his cousin (Spider) who also happens to be a rock star with an addiction.  He’s looking forward to one last hurrah too before going back to school.  What we don’t know is that Dax is Remi’s first love that broke her heart.  Soon enough these two “find” each other at a masquerade party.  The next morning they wake up in bed together, naked with matching tattoos.  Just like that and rewind!  It’s like the 3 years since that fateful weekend have never passed.  The fireworks are in full effect and though they want to remain just friends – that’s not going to be easy.

It is difficult to resist the urge to gush and go on and on about Filthy English – the thing is that I want you to pick up this book with an open mind.  Experience Ilsa’s characters like it’s your taste of an amazing piece of chocolate.  Feel the romance intertwined deeply in the exchanges between Remi and Dax.  The it’s not me it’s you was frustrating at times but these are young people, who are learning life by making mistakes.  You want heat?  A hot guy with a sexy accent?  You want angst with a dose of secrets?  You want a read that will keep you turning the pages and hanging on the words?  Let’s not forget the feels!  It’s all here boys and girls.

In case you couldn’t tell – I LOVED IT!



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About the Author
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New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.


She's addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding heroes in books. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), astronomy (she's a Gemini), Sephora make-up, and tattoos.


She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education.


When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets, paints old furniture, and eats her weight in sushi.

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VERY BAD THINGS


VERY WICKED BEGINNINGS
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VERY WICKED THINGS


VERY TWISTED THINGS

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