Ginger Scott Cover Reveal: You And Everything After!

For the record, I love everything about Ginger Scott.
Her ginormous heart. Her smart arse/wise crack humor. Her gorgeous writing.
If you haven’t encountered all three, you can delve into her back list while we wait for her new one, coming December 5.
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We are so excited to share the cover for You and Everything After by Ginger
Scott! Take a look and be sure to let us know what you think.
Title: You and Everything After (Falling #2)
Author: Ginger Scott
Age: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release date: December 5, 2014
that teenaged girl who has MS. You haven’t met me, but you’ve seen me around.
You probably know my sister. We’re twins, and she’s the pretty one. Maybe
you’ve heard about my reputation, how much I like to hook up at parties—how
easy it is to get me in bed, get what you want, and forget about me after.
Forget what you think you know. I’m leaving
that girl behind.
College is all about new beginnings. So from
now on—I’m just Cass. And the rest…it isn’t written yet. And no one else gets
to write my story for me.
——–“Tyson Preeter doesn’t do can’t.”That’s exactly what I want people to think
when they see me. I am strong, invincible, confident, intelligent—arrogant. I’m
the man who always finds a way around, over and through—until there’s nothing
left. Since losing my ability to walk six years ago, I’ve relearned life. I
don’t need sympathy. I don’t want charity. And I don’t do love.
It’s better this way, saves my disappointments
for me, and me alone, and it saves my strength for everything I want.
But Cass Owens is about to wreck everything.
She’s about to steal all of my strength away from me, because she needs it
more. She’s about to break all of my rules, and break down all of my walls.
She’s about to own me…completely.
And I’m about to let her.

*This is book 2 in The Falling Series. This Is
Falling is available for review.



“So honestly, when do I get to kiss you again?” She laughs at my harsh left turn in our conversation. I love the way she laughs. There’s this rasping sound that comes from deep inside her that shows it’s genuine, and her smile creases deep into her cheeks.


She flops to her back, and I instantly kick myself for causing her to move away. “You’re really trying to wear me down, aren’t you?” she says, her hand running along the side of her face until she covers her eyes, peering at me through her barely spread fingers.
“Wow, well…I’ve never really had to wear anyone down before…” I say, shielding my slightly dented ego.
“And that’s precisely why we need to be friends, and why I can’t kiss you…” she starts, and I interrupt.
“Again,” I say.
“Right, again,” she whispers and moves her hand back to cover her eyes. I take this opportunity to roll onto my side and really look at her, the way her lips barely part when she breathes, the small twitches they make when she fights against her body’s urge to smile, the tiny movement of her tongue as it wets her lips. I have to kiss her again.
“But…and hear me out,” I say, startling her with how close I am. She uncovers her eyes and turns to face me, scooting back a few more inches just to maintain this new self-imposed “safety”distance.  “Maybe the fact that I am willing to work so hard just to get you to say yes makes you different.”
She stares into my eyes for several long seconds, her lips slightly parted as she considers this. “Am I? Different?” she asks.
“Now see, there’s the catch,” I say, running my thumb softly over the wrinkles in the sheet between us. “I can’t know for certain unless I kiss you again.”
“Oh really,” she says, smirking.
“Cross my heart,” I say, motioning my hand across my chest. “It’s in the handbook.”
“There’s a handbook,” she says.
“Uh, duh. There’s always a handbook,” I challenge back.
“And your handbook says you can’t tell if I’m worth your time without jamming your tongue down my throat?” she fires back.
“Wow. Again with the word slap,” I say, secretly loving this back-and-forth we’ve got going now.
“Word slap?” she questions.
“Yeah, like, you just bitch-slapped me in the face with your words. Word slap,” I say with a shrug. She holds my gaze after this and bites at the corner of her lip, her eyes squinting as she decides her next move.
“Okay, how’s this,” she says, leaning in a little closer, closing the gap in the invisible barrier she seems to have instituted when I started talking about kissing. “You can kiss me again…” I move toward her on instinct, but she’s quick to put her hand against my chest to stop me. I grip it, tight, and meet the dare in her eyes. “But not until you mean it.”
There’s a fire in her eyes when she says this, one that I don’t disrespect, and don’t dare cross. It’s not threatening, but it’s serious, and I have this feeling churning in my stomach that Cass Owens is what Nate and I like to call a game changer. Her words have my heart racing, my mind worried that I can’t mean it enough, at least not yet. All of our playfulness from seconds before has ceased with this line she’s drawn, and I will obey it.
Holding her gaze, I lift the hand I’ve trapped against my body to my mouth and press my lips to her open palm. I don’t speak, and I don’t break our line of sight. But I don’t kiss her, either.


Book one, This is Falling
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About Ginger Scott
Scott is a writer and journalist from Peoria, Arizona. She is the author of
four young and new adult romances, with her fifth title, This Is Falling, set
to release in late August 2014.

Scott has been writing and editing for
newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the
stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and
towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at

When she’s not writing, the odds are high that
she’s somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop
flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona
Diamondbacks. Scott is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU
(fork ‘em, Devils).

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Killer Queen Release!


Happy Release Day to L.H Cosway and her new book KILLER QUEEN!

I first encountered her paranormals years ago, and recognized a unique talent and singular voice. Painted Faces, her first contemporary romance I read, blew me away, upended my expectations and left me wondering why more writers didn’t take the kinds of risks that so elevated Cosway’s stories from mundane and predictable. Nicholas, the sexy, charming, cross-dressing cabaret singer hero, not only won the heroine Freda’s heart, but mine, too. In every way imaginable. One by one, he toppled every preconceived notion I’d held about what my hero should be.

When I heard Cosway had written a companion novel, Killer Queen, from Nicholas’ point of view, I knew it couldn’t help but be special and distinct. I was so right. Digging around in the catacombs of this man’s head, reading the diary of his horrific past, and settling into a front row seat for his broken present made for quite the ride. Nicholas was an enigma in so many ways, a gorgeous Rubik’s cube that with every twist, reveals a new pattern, scrambles all the colors. And yet, there was something so straightforward about him. His dirty candor. His unflinching self-examination. His bawdy humor at his expense and others’. So refreshing. Watching him fall for Fred, watching her love heal him, was a pleasure I would not have missed for anything. And neither should you! Make sure to read this one, and if you haven’t read Painted Faces yet…you’re welcome! :-)



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Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome…

Come inside The Glamour Patch club to see the star of our show, Miss Vivica Blue.

Do you want to read my diary you nosy little devils? Have a glass of champagne (you’ll need it) and get comfortable because you’re in for some crazy shenanigans brought to you straight from the horse’s mouth.

I can be whatever you want me to be: boy, girl, a little bit of both.

If you have a problem with a man in a dress then best be off with you. If males in make-up give you the willies, then I’ll say au revoir and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

So, who are we left with? Ah, a fine collection of curious souls. I want to tell you a tale of love, because those are the most glorious kind. I want to tell you about real love, a love that transcends labels and gender stereotypes.

The moment I first laid eyes on my Freda I knew that we were kindred. Well okay, I also knew I wanted to get into her pants, but that’s beside the point. My world was a grey place. I was at my lowest ebb. Then she came along and patches of colour began to spring forth. One day the daffodils were yellow and before I knew it, colour was everywhere, lighting up my life.

Love is not about how we appear on the outside, it’s about the soul contained within.

Our story was not a conventional one, but it was ours, and that’s what made it shine.

Killer Queen is a companion novel to L.H. Cosway’s contemporary romance, Painted Faces. It contains scenes that take place before, during and after the original story. It can also be read as a standalone.

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LH Cosway

L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

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Special thanks to all the bloggers participating in the LOVING YOU ALWAYS Blog Tour! I really appreciate you getting the word out there. You are the engine for this here machine.

See below for all the places I will be over the next week!



October 7, 2014

Morning Books & Coffee

What I’m Reading

Jennifer Vido

Karen’s Book Haven

Mary Gramlich


October 8, 2014

Inner Goddess

Long & Short Reviews

Talk Books to Me

Lush Book Reviews

Claire Fully Reads


October 9, 2014

Bitten by Love Reviews

The Season

Paranormal Book Club

Cocktails & Books

Kate George

The Literary Gossip


October 10, 2014

Room with Books

Art, Books & Coffee

KT Book Reviews

Pretty Sassy Cool

Agents of Romance

Basement Level 5


October 11, 2014

Ramblings from this Chick

Must Read Books or Die

Romancing Rakes for the Love of Romance

A Bookish Escape

Abigail Books Addiction


October 12, 2014

Bookish Temptations

These Curves Talk

A Bluestocking’s Place

Reading Between the Wines


October 13, 2014

BestSellers & BestStellars

On My Bookshelf

A One Click Addict’s Book Blog

Chocolate Wasteland

Smut & Bon Bons


Sassy Savvy Fabulous PR Blog Tour – All Stops October 7!

Che’s Book Addiction

Cumberland University-Vise Library

BFD Book Blog

Undercover Book Reviews

Just Booked

Ramblings From Beneath The Sheets

Author Sandra Love

The Lusty Literate

Books, Books, Books

Biblipohile Mystery

Schmexy Girl Book Blog

Dirty Laundry Review

Kylie’s Fiction Addiction

Stephanie’s Book Reports

101 Ways to make love to a spoon

The Book Enthusiast

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Carefully Place Money Where Mouth Is – IT BEARS REPEATING!

My first book WHEN YOU ARE MINE, released June 17. I wrote the post below about my family’s journey with autism, and how the community of families and professionals have compelled me to give back at every opportunity as my dream of writing unfolds. As I prepare to release book 2 in the Bennetts series, LOVING YOU ALWAYS, I thought my passion and commitment to this very personal cause, bore repeating! The following post appeared originally on the eve of WYAM’s release. And I post it again on the eve of book 2 because it still perfectly articulates my heart! :-)

I’ve wanted to be a published writer since I was a little girl, and there are so many things about this process I am enjoying. You might be surprised by the thing that may be bringing me more joy than just about anything else. The chance to give back a sliver of the love and support a special community of folks demonstrated to me when I needed it most. I’ll explain.


My son was diagnosed with Autism when he was two years old. To say I was devastated would put it mildly. Maybe if you throw in confused, afraid, angry, frustrated – you might approach the tornado of feeling ripping through me that Thursday afternoon 11 years ago. All I knew was Rain Man. And the little bit of info my cousin had shared with me when she worked at a special needs camp during college. What she had shared terrified me. As the doctor’s words fell on my numb heart, and he literally told me I should grieve my notions of what motherhood would be (wow, thanks for that, by the way), I just kept thinking it was some kind of joke. Or a nightmare I would wake up from the next day. If anything, the next day took my little family further downhill. My husband came home from work and told me they were downsizing, and he would be in the group who would have to go.

I will never forget closing the bathroom door, sitting on the edge of the bathtub and crying til my stomach ached from gut wrenching sobs. One blow after another. Back to back. It was all so unfair. These were the early, naive days when I thought life owed me an easy ride with fewer bumps and potholes than other people had.

Okay. So my son has autism. My husband has lost his job. We are now a one-income family rocked with a diagnosis we have really no idea how to deal with. I considered myself a fighter, but I didn’t know where to swing. Who would I hit? The doctor? My husband’s boss? God? Felt like the only person getting their butt kicked was me. Things couldn’t get much worse, though, right? This felt like bottom my nails were scraping.

Imagine my shock when Monday morning my insurance company told me they didn’t cover Autism. Was there anything else wrong with my son they could help me with? Um, no. Autism is quite enough, thank you. My research revealed more than $50,000 a year in out-of-pocket medical and therapy expenses we needed to help my son. We wouldn’t have been able to swing that with TWO jobs, much less my one average salary. Folks, I was floundering. I was sinking. I was drowning with no idea where to turn.
We were determined to get our son as much help as we could, so we used credit cards, robbed Peter to pay Paul. Did whatever we could, even though we were ruining our credit and barely paying our bills. I can still taste that desperation. Still remember my husband waking me up in the middle of the night because I was crying in my sleep. Still remember the depressing darkness that seemed to hover over every aspect of my life back then. Parenthood. My marriage. Our finances. Our friendships with people who just didn’t “get” what we were going through, and really didn’t know how to help or understand.


A turning point came when I sat down with an Autism mommy who had been at this for awhile. In an afternoon, she gave me hope. Not that everything would be better overnight, because it wasn’t. She gave me a different kind of hope. The kind that comes from knowing no matter how bad it gets, that you will not be alone. She introduced me to an autism support group, and that changed my life. I found my greatest resource to be these brave, brilliant warrior mothers and fathers who were further down this path than I was. They helped me find the right therapies, set me on the path to getting as much funding as I could, and gave me an outlet for all the emotional tumult I hadn’t known what to do with. I will never forget how that group, and others from the Autism community, befriended and guided me. It saved my family in more ways than one. I promised myself that any time I was ever in a position to do that for someone else, I would.

Fast forward a few years, and I started a foundation to do just that. A non-profit organization to provide financial and emotional support for families living with Autism in Georgia. The rush I got from helping others in this way; the incredible perspective it gave me – well, there’s nothing I can compare to it.

Fast forward six more years, about a year and a half ago. I had written a novel. It wasn’t easy. I worked a demanding full-time job, ran my foundation, raised my son, who is on the more severe end of the Autism spectrum, managed his services and the “industry” that is this kid’s life, and managed to keep my man happy. (Can’t leave that out! Holla!) But there was one thing I had always wanted to do that was just for me, and that was to become a published author. How my little story went from something languishing on my laptop to a 3-book deal with Grand Central Publishing in a year or so is another post for another day, but suffice it to say, it happened. The first thing I thought about was giving back to the people who had been so generous and supportive to my family when we were flailing and stumbling in the dark. Ask my agent. One of the first things I asked her was can I have money automatically donated to Autism from royalties without me ever even seeing it. That was how urgent it was to me. That was how eager I was to do my part, whatever that was.



And now it’s here. My book releases today, and it is time to carefully place my money where my mouth is. I am donating 25% of any royalties from this book to resourcing families living with Autism. My foundation, Myles-A-Part, will receive 10% for Georgia families, and Talk About Curing Autism (TACA), my national charitable partner, will receive the remaining 15%. I had the privilege of interviewing Lisa Ackerman, co-founder of TACA, awhile back for Modern Mom. Read my article HERE to see what an incredibly intelligent, passionate, vigilant woman stands behind the organization effectively and compassionately assisting families all over the WORLD. And it started in a living room!

I understand small beginnings. In many ways, this is one for me. I don’t know if I’ll sell a lot of books, or just a few. I’m not a big name, but I don’t want to wait until I have a surplus and say now’s the time to give. Start the way you mean to go, they always say. Well, I will always give back to the Autism community. I survived the hardest decade of my life because of other gracious, compassionate ASD families. I will not forget them now.

Why? Because I know what it’s like to stand in front of an empty pantry wondering how your family will eat, only to have someone show up with a bag of groceries. I know what it’s like to choose between that therapy bill or your car payment, and to wake up to an empty driveway. Only to have someone GIVE you a car free and clear.  And when that car breaks down and you take it to the mechanic and know you can’t afford the bill that’s coming, he tells you someone anonymously paid the bill. I know what it’s like to RECEIVE! And if you’ve ever been in that humbling position, one thing that motivates you to fight and survive is the promise of one day being able to give.

To whom much is given much is required. I am requiring this of myself. It is not a ploy to sell books. It is my privilege, my absolute pleasure to give back to the compassionate, generous community of warriors fighting not only for their kids, but for the families to the left and to the right in the trenches with them. And for the kids to come.

I don’t know who Autism thought it was messing with when it came to my house, but I didn’t get the woe is me memo. I didn’t buy into self-pity, or roll over and die. I learned to fight. I learned to thrive in the dark. I found joy and contentment when happiness was nowhere in sight. Experiences like that transform you. They deepen you. They have the power to make you better if you let them. And this person, this woman who sat on the edge of a bathtub and wondered if she would make it, survived. Thrived. Lived to tell it. Will always shout about the folks who helped me grow and survive. And for me, giving back is not an option. I’m simply putting the money where my mouth is, and I do it with a smile.



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BEHOLDEN Cover Revealed!


 The thing you hear consistently is how bowled  over everyone is by Corinne Michaels’ debut. They cannot believe a first-time writer penned Beloved. Fans can’t wait for their next fix of Corinne’s special blend of tender and rough. And now…it’s here! Or it will be in October 29!  (Scroll all the way down for awesome giveaway!)






Book Details:

Title: Beholden (Belonging Duet Book #2)

Author: Corinne Michaels

Genre:   Contemporary Romance

Release Date:   October 29, 2014

Photographer:   Cocoa Bean Photography

Cover Designer:   Najla Qamber Designs






Jackson Cole is consumed with all three. After another devastating loss, Jackson forced himself to protect the woman he loves the only way he knew how—by walking away.




Catherine Pope took a chance and let love in, only to once again have it ripped away from her. When tragedy strikes, Catherine is unwilling to let fate take the reins. She rushes to Jackson’s side ready to fight for him.

Do Jackson’s loyalties lie with his past or his future? Will they be beholden to their fears or will they both fight against their demons and finally find the love they both long for?



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Title: Beloved (Belonging Duet Book #1)

Author: Corinne Michaels

Genre:   Contemporary Romance



Not enough.

Catherine Pope has never been enough. Every man she has ever loved abandoned her—from her father to her fiancé. She finally accepted the fact she would never be enough to hold any man’s heart and soul.

Then Catherine met Jackson Cole.

When her world literally collided with the sexy former Navy SEAL, everything she always believed is turned upside down and left scattered. He made her feel alive and desirable, consumed her with fierceness and loyalty—which completely unnerved her. Jackson got her in a way no one ever had, giving him the power to destroy her.

If she breaks down and gives him what’s left of her battered heart—will he protect it? Or will Catherine become an irrelevant part of yet another man’s life?

Will she get the one thing that has always evaded her – to finally be someone’s beloved?



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About the author:

Corinne Michaels


Corinne is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.



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COVER REVEAL: KILLER QUEEN by L.H. Cosway (yippppeeee!!!)

I read Painted Faces by L.H. Cosway when it first came out awhile back. Did I suspect a cross-dressing hero could steal my heart as completely as Nicholas did? Not ever. Did he completely wrap my heart around his stiletto? Yes. Yes, he did. I screamed from every rooftop I could find about this unique, gender-bending jewel of a book. It breathed so much fresh air into my personal library. It was a 5+++++ star read for me. The only thing missing? Nicholas’ perspective. So NOW that L.H. Cosway has written KILLER QUEEN, which is from HIS POV? Nirvana. Perfection. I cannot wait to crawl inside that man’s beautiful, painted head! Check out the cover and go cop it RIGHT NOW!!! You will not regret it.

We are pleased to share with you the cover for Killer Queen, the companion novel to Painted Faces by L.H. Cosway, scheduled for release on October 20th. Isn’t it gorgeous?!



Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome…

Come inside The Glamour Patch club to see the star of our show, Miss Vivica Blue.

Do you want to read my diary you nosy little devils? Have a glass of champagne (you’ll need it) and get comfortable because you’re in for some crazy shenanigans brought to you straight from the horse’s mouth.

I can be whatever you want me to be: boy, girl, a little bit of both.

If you have a problem with a man in a dress then best be off with you. If males in make-up give you the willies, then I’ll say au revoir and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

So, who are we left with? Ah, a fine collection of curious souls. I want to tell you a tale of love, because those are the most glorious kind. I want to tell you about real love, a love that transcends labels and gender stereotypes.

The moment I first laid eyes on my Freda I knew that we were kindred. Well okay, I also knew I wanted to get into her pants, but that’s beside the point. My world was a grey place. I was at my lowest ebb. Then she came along and patches of colour began to spring forth. One day the daffodils were yellow and before I knew it, colour was everywhere, lighting up my life.

Love is not about how we appear on the outside, it’s about the soul contained within.

Our story was not a conventional one, but it was ours, and that’s what made it shine.

Killer Queen is a companion novel to L.H. Cosway’s contemporary romance, Painted Faces. It contains scenes that take place before, during and after the original story. It can also be read as a standalone.

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I was immediately happy to be left alone with my most recent object of attraction, and tried to think of a way to endear myself to her. She seemed a little defensive, and I didn’t like it. She was focused intently on stirring a pot of simmering bolognaise, not paying me any notice. Deciding to take the bull by the horns, I walked across the room and stepped up right behind her, taking her by the hips and affectionately resting my head on her shoulder.

Sometimes, forcing physical closeness with women worked for me. Not that kind, I’m not completely depraved. Often though, women liked it when I took them into my arms for a hug or pulled them onto my lap to sit. Unfortunately, Fred’s entire body went ramrod straight the moment I touched her. I instantly regretted the move, but at the same time I didn’t. Her supple hips felt good beneath my palms.

“Smells delicious, Fred,” I told her, brazenly giving her a squeeze. It was ridiculously inappropriate, but I wanted a reaction out of her. Needed one. Still, she barely moved and instead gave me a one word reply, “Yep.”

I leaned closer, allowing my breath to whisper across the back of her neck. She shivered and I think I saw her breath hitch, which made me grow a little hard. “The wine cost twenty Euros, and I got it from the off-licence down the road.”

“Oh, very la di da, Viv. You must be a big spender.”

I grinned, liking how she was subtly taunting me by continuing to call me by a woman’s name. “You like calling me Viv, do you?”

“What can I say, feminine blokes really do it for me.”

Enjoying this interaction, I decided to up the ante a level…or twenty. I spoke low and quick into her ear. “I can do that, if it’s what you’re into. In fact, I can be whatever you want me to be. I don’t think it is, though. I think you’re the kind of woman who likes a man to take the lead.” Then I pulled her hips back into mine. The feel of her soft arse flush against my cock did wonderful things. Wonderful things. I was having visions of throwing her over my shoulder and carrying her into my apartment so that I could have my wicked way with her. Unfortunately, my forwardness was not taken in the manner I had intended. Pulling swiftly out of my hold, she lifted up her stirring spoon and pointed it at me, as though it were a weapon that would keep me at arm’s length.

Okay. Listen here, back the hell up or I’ll knee you in the balls.”



LH Cosway

L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

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I’m so excited about this book and this new author, Eliza Freed, a fresh voice from the 2014 Forever Romance class that I count myself privileged to be part of. There is a cadre of authors whose voices excite me and whose writing intrigues me. Eliza is definitely one of those. Her LOST SOULS series promises to captivate. By now, you should want to know more. Well, I aim to please!  Here’s an excerpt and more about Eliza.
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FORGIVE ME by Eliza Freed (November 4, 2014; Forever Yours E-Book)
At twenty years old, Charlotte O’Brien is suddenly lost and can’t seem to find her way home. In the wake of her parents’ tragic death she replaces a healthy mourning period with an emotionally and sexually intense relationship with Jason Leer, a fellow lost soul and an unlikely lover. She’s a student of diversity, a lover of Manhattan, and about to be a junior at Rutgers University. He’s a steer wrestler, an Oklahoma State cowboy, and the hottest thing Charlotte has ever laid eyes on.
When two lost souls find each other are they still lost?
Charlotte buries herself in Jason. When they’re together it’s everything, but when they’re apart it’s utterly frustrating. Can love survive when distance is measured in more than just miles?
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“To exist in silence as I lay my soul bare”

And so it goes. The days are blurs of Sean, Jenn, and Margo helping me with the administration of my life. There’s a will, a house, cars, belongings. Too much to comprehend. And my nights are Jason Leer.

He comes when the others leave; always here within minutes of loneliness setting in. He saves me from my thoughts and my memories. Two days ago I showed him the key under the turtle rock and now he no longer knocks. Knocking would imply asking permission to come in and he’s already here.

Something’s different about tonight, though. Sean and Michelle brought dinner over and drove Dad’s tractor back to their house. They left an hour ago, later than expected, and he’s still not here. I haven’t slept without him since the funeral and now that he’s absent, the depth to which I need him scares me.

I look in the mirror as I brush my teeth and my face is distraught. I refuse to let myself consider why. Too afraid it has more to do with Jason’s absence than with my parents. That’s impossible, though. Did he say he had something to do tonight? Did he say anything? Do we ever say anything? I thought I understood. Until tonight. Now that he’s not here the last week no longer makes sense.

I button the last button on my favorite nightshirt and climb into bed. It’s enormous and cold without him. The silent darkness allows the memories to seep in. The moonlight invades my room and everything is gray and sad. Why?

Why did you die?

Why aren’t you here?

Where the hell is Jason Leer?

Tears fill my eyes, and I roll onto my stomach and bury my face in my pillow. I can’t be without them. They have to come back. I hear the truck tires on the gravel of my driveway and hurry out of bed. His truck door moans as he closes it and I go to the back door to meet him. I open it just as he’s fitting the key into the lock.

His smile fades as the look on my face registers. He steps to me and wipes the tears from my face, which makes me cry a little more.

“I’m sorry I’m late,” he whispers, so as to not disturb the quiet that’s descended on the house. He smells of cigarettes and dirt. Actual dirt. And I’m so thankful he’s here.

“I was worried.”

“Worried I wasn’t coming?” Jason moves closer to me and I lose my breath as he pins me up against the wall. I nod my head slowly, my eyes never leaving his.

“I came as soon as the rodeo ended.”

“The rodeo.”

“Did you forget the rodeo?”

“No. I know the rodeo is on Saturday.” Jason’s face turns to confusion. “I didn’t know today is Saturday,” I say, and my complete disconnection from the living makes me start to cry again. If my parents were alive, I would know what fucking day it is.

Jason pulls me close to him and kisses the side of my head as he runs his fingers through my hair.

“I need a shower,” he says, but I can’t be concerned with what he needs.

“I need you.”

I lay my soul bare; Jason’s to do with me what he wants because I can’t seem to care about it anymore. He forces me back to the wall and presses his body against mine until I can feel him. Until I can feel something.


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After graduating from Rutgers University and returning to her hometown in rural South Jersey, Eliza Freed discovered her creativity and gift for story telling as a corporate trainer and spent years perfecting her presentation skills and studying diversity. It was during this time she became an avid observer of the characters we meet and the heartaches we endure. Her years of study have taught her laughter is the key to survival, even when it’s completely inappropriate. She currently lives in New Jersey with her family and a misbehaving beagle named Odin. An avid swimmer, if Eliza is not with her family and friends, she’d rather be underwater. While she enjoys many genres, she has always been a sucker for a love story…the more screwed up the better.
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So…the thing about writing a cliffhanger, is folks have to read book 1 before book 2 makes any kind of sense. I did not set out with the intention of leaving readers hanging with my debut, WHEN YOU ARE MINE. I just wrote a behemoth novel that we had to split in half. Insta-cliffie!

As the release date for book 2, LOVING YOU ALWAYS, approaches, I wanted to get as many readers caught up as possible. So I’m hosting a read along on Facebook for WHEN YOU ARE MINE September 22 – October 6. It’s gonna be so much fun! In addition to the $100 gift card giveaway, we’ll also have signed paperbacks by Kristen Ashley, Jessica Sorensen, Jill Shalvis and Rochelle Alers up for grabs.

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Forever is a heartbeat away . . .

Kerris Moreton knows how to make things work. Bounced from foster home to foster home as a kid, she adapted; when opportunity arose, she thrived. Now, about to open her own business and accept a marriage proposal, Kerris is ready to build the life she’s always wanted. The only thing missing? A passionate connection with her would-be fiancé, Cam. Kerris wants to believe that sparks are overrated-until Walsh Bennett lights her up like the Fourth of July.

. . . but what about love?

As one of the East Coast’s most eligible bachelors, Walsh enjoys financial independence, fulfilling work with his family’s nonprofit, and plenty of female attention. But lately he’s been distracted by the one woman he can’t have. Lovely to look at and even sweeter to know, Kerris is the soul mate Walsh never thought he would find. The problem is, his best friend found her first . . .

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Behind The Scenes of THIS IS FALLING – Straight From Ginger Scott

I’m so thrilled to have the awesome Ginger Scott on the blog today sharing the stories behind her latest novel, THIS IS FALLING. Ginger and I have a lot in common. Our passion to help families living with Autism. Our journalism backgrounds. And our love of a good story! Her latest release is one to love! Make sure you check it out!

The Stories Behind The Story – THIS IS FALLING by Ginger Scott

THIS IS FALLING is about first loves, overcoming tragedy, finding courage, forging friendships and…baseball. Okay, so maybe it’s only a little about baseball. But it’s enough about baseball. I’ve been dying to write a story with a baseball thread, because as much as I love the purity of high school football (the backdrop for my debut WAITING ON THE SIDELINES), my veins bleed Rawlings leather and warning track dust. Baseball is just plain romantic. It can’t help itself. It’s one of the hardest games to play, impossible to master, and sexy as hell to watch. And I hope readers fall in love with Nate Preeter, my MR. BASEBALL, as much as I’m in love with the game.


There are a lot of little (and a few big) things that inspired me throughout this story, and I thought it might be fun to share some of those secrets—the story-behind-the-story if you will. So I give you Seven Fun Facts about THIS IS FALLING.


  1. The Preeter brothers were inspired by two brothers from Arizona State University—the Poole brothers. I won’t get too deep into their story, but Keith Poole was one hell of a wide receiver, and his brother Marc was paralyzed from the waist down. I worked at the college paper and knew their story well—often seeing Marc on the sidelines, his brother and best friend making a game-winning catch on the field. Their story is one that’s unbelievably inspiring, and it stuck with me for years. I didn’t know them well, having met Keith a handful of times and quoted him once or twice for an editorial. But they made an impression. The Preeter boys aren’t the Pooles. But they were on my mind.
  2. Nate Preeter isn’t any one person, but rather several sort of mashed together to make a hell-of-a sexy ballplayer. He’s part Sun Devil inspired with a touch of Buster Posey, and I made him from Louisiana because my cousin’s from there, and he won a college world series at LSU (and two MLB ones with the Cardinals and Giants – see if you can guess who he is ;-).
  3. Nate’s a catcher, because catchers are, quite honestly and to steal a line from my book, “the heart and the soul of the team.” Plus, Buster Posey is a catcher, and Buster Posey is the bomb. Have I mentioned I like Buster Posey?
  4. I had ASU’s Packard Stadium in my head when I described the fields at McConnell University.
  5. McConnell is loosely modeled after Oklahoma State University in Stillwater. It’s just smaller—more…elite. But the town is very much Stillwater.
  6. There’s a really great bar in THIS IS FALLING called Sally’s. If you know Stillwater, it’s a little bit of a shout-out to Eskimo Joe’s. I named it Sally’s after my bassett hound.
  7. And number seven…there is one prank—the prank above all pranks—that plays out in THIS IS FALLING. I married a man who actually did that to someone;-)

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Finding Her Niche – Double Golden Heart Finalist Piper Huguley Talks History & Diversity In Romance

I first met Piper Huguley at our local RWA meeting, Georgia Romance Writers. She struck me as sensible and mature. There was an innate dignity to her that I admired. You don’t always know if your first impressions of people will prove accurate, but in Piper’s case, mine did. What I didn’t pick up on, but have since discovered, was her passion for her work; for excellence and a personal authenticity that translates to everything she writes. Her fierce intelligence and commitment to a more diverse publishing landscape are blazing a trail I hope many will follow. I am learning so much from her example, and was honored to have her answer a few questions about her journey writing historical Christian Romance.

Kennedy:    Piper, when I first met you, you were already a Golden Heart finalist. You have since been nominated for another GH. That’s an honor most will never experience once, much less twice. What did you learn both times around?

Piper:   The first time around I learned that there were people who believed in my eclectic projects and I was grateful for that. It gave me hope that readers would be able to look beyond the color of my characters to witness two people fall in love in impossible circumstances.  The second time around, it seemed that people took me a lot more seriously as a writer.  I was very surprised to be nominated the second time because of the very edgy nature of the story.   I only entered it to help fill out the Inspirational Category so that it wouldn’t be cancelled again.  I never thought I would be nominated again with it!

Kennedy:   You have a list of awards and nominations for your writing as long as my arm. Your settings are incredibly rich and the characters so authentic and real to the time. What informs your writing to create such authenticity?
Piper:  Well thank you! I appreciate your kind words, but I honestly feel that these stories have been too long buried. My unofficial tagline is–“If the ancestors hadn’t fallen in love, we wouldn’t be here.”  I’m still working on the tagline, but I do feel that energy of so many who have had to remain silent for too long. Their stories must be told. I try hard to be a worthy conduit of the past.
Kennedy:  After quarter finaling in Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award, you decided to self-publish that novel, The  Preacher’s Promise and the prequel, Lawyer’s Luck. What led you to make that decision and how has that experience been?
Piper:  Well, The Preacher’s Promise was really for Harlequin’s Love Inspired Historical Line.  When they decided they didn’t want it, I put it in the Amazon contest to see if I could stir up some talk about it. Harlequin’s word count requirement is smaller than other places, so I couldn’t submit it anywhere else–so I decided to publish it myself.  I’ve had a lot of support and help from many, including you and I appreciate the kindness that many have shown me.
Kennedy:  I know you are serving on a panel this upcoming weekend at the Decatur Book Festival on diversity in publishing. What would you say is the greatest barrier to more diverse choices in publishing?
Piper:  Given my adventures in publishing , I think one of the largest barriers is that the publishing world itself is not diverse.  I appreciate the efforts that people are making in the #weneeddiversebooks campaign, and it’s great to see how some publishing folk are beginning to open their minds more.  I’m hopeful that will make change, but more young people of color need to be encouraged to publishing jobs. It’s hard to see them choosing the publishing field now since everything is changing so fast.
Kennedy:  If you had to recommend 5 romance writers of color to mainstream readers expanding their reading palette, who would they be? Where’s a great place for them to start?
Piper:  Jeannie Lin, Brenda Jackson, Beverly Jenkins, Shobhan Bantwahl, or Ann Christopher.
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1866: Amanda Stewart promised her dying father to use her education to uplift their race and teach newly-freed slaves. When she arrives in Milford, Georgia, blacksmith and town leader Virgil Smithson tells her female teachers aren’t welcome there. But Virgil made his own promise—he told his dying wife that their daughter would learn to read and write.  In Amanda, he meets a woman whose will is as strong as the iron he fashions. These combatants must put aside their personal feelings to learn God has his own plan that comes from the promises they made to their loved ones.


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