Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Blog Tour: Warm Springs Trilogy by Christina Kirby with Giveaway

 
Safe at Home
Warm Springs Trilogy #1
By- Christina Kirby
Genre- Romantic Suspense
 
Driven by fear and desperate to protect her family, Samantha is forced to leave Chicago and everything she’s worked to achieve, only to start over by tossing a dart-at-the-map. The Georgia townsfolk’s true Southern charm is the unexpected prescription needed to heal her soul, and the sexy carpenter who touches her heart are distractions she didn’t plan on, but they might offer her a chance at a new life, if she can let go of her past.
 
Town heartbreaker, Spencer Malloy, isn’t looking for anything serious. His days are perfect working as a contractor, attending his nephew’s baseball games or taking him fishing. He never expects to fall for the big city girl, Samantha. She’s not his type, timid and closed off, but in her unguarded moments, he’s intrigued by the woman he can’t get out of his mind. The urge to get closer to her grows stronger each day, and when the shadow of evil resurfaces, he vows to protect Samantha, even if it means abandoning his home and joining her on the run.
 
When confronted by the man who’s bent on revenge, Samantha must choose between running again to save the people she loves, or if she has the strength, to stay and fight for her new life.
 
Excerpt
 
Two days later, Jenny smoothed a hand over her navy skirt and tucked a loose hair behind her ear as she waited to meet her new client. After speaking with his assistant several times to setup a schedule that would work for everyone, it was finally time to meet the man himself. She glanced around her office where they’d be meeting before she took him out in her freshly washed Lexus SUV. Everything was in place. There were no loose papers strewn around or files left open on the back counter.
 
A partially open drawer caught her attention at the bottom of one of her filing cabinets. She moved to close it and found it was stuck. She knelt down on the carpet and tried to push it again, but it still wouldn’t budge. “Close, you stupid--”
 
“That’s my Jennifer. Still talking to herself after all these years.”
 
Jenny’s hand froze at the same time a flush of heat surged through her body. A fire she hadn’t felt since the last time she’d been with him, the owner of the deep voice. A voice she’d know anywhere. Adam.
 
“Here,” he knelt beside her, “let me give you a hand.”
 
“I don’t need your help,” she shook her head, but he didn’t seem to care. He lifted the drawer and pushed, and it closed like the traitor it was. Damn drawer.
 
Adam took a step back from her, but it did nothing to dissipate his scent. His aftershave hung in the air and with it a flood of memories of the two of them, together, crashed down around her. Memories it had taken her years to repress because forgetting was impossible.
 
Keeping her back to him, she tugged her skirt back into place and did her best to calm her nerves. How dare he show up at her office out of the blue? It wasn’t fair and it hadn’t given her a chance to prepare a suitable insult.
 
She took a deep breath. There was no need to overact. All she needed to do was find out what he was doing there and get rid of him.
 
She turned. “So, are you just passing through?”
 
“Not exactly.” He sat down in one of her office chairs, his tall frame filling the space.
 
Unsure what else to do and not wanting to be rude in her place of business, she sat down, more than aware that three different people from the office had walked passed her door in the last thirty seconds. Word must’ve gotten out the great Adam Hamilton was in the building.
 
Gritting her teeth, she smiled. “Why, exactly, are you here, Adam?”
 
“I’m your ten o’clock.” He grinned, held his hands out in a ‘here-I-am’ gesture, and laughed when her mouth fell open.
 
“You?”
 
“Yes, I believe we’re supposed to go see some houses this morning.”
 
She blinked twice. “Wait, why are you looking for a house here?”
 
“I like it here.” He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world and smiled again, the same smile that had gotten her out of her clothes more than a few times when they’d been younger.
 
“But, you live in Atlanta.”
 
“Not for long.” He leaned the chair back on two legs, like he used to do when he was seventeen.
 
“Wait, but,” she pressed her palms flat on her desk, “does this mean you’re moving back here?”
 
“That’s my plan.”
 
Adam in Warm Springs, indefinitely. The words swirled around in her head like a tornado, tearing apart every other thought, until he was all she could think about. How was she supposed to live in the same town with him again? It was too small for the both of them.
 
 

Running Home
Warm Springs Trilogy #2
By- Christina Kirby
Genre- Romantic Suspense
 
Small town beauty queen, Jenny Fillmore, is a survivor. In the wake of having been kidnapped by a madman, she’s managed to put her life back together, complete with a successful career and a serious boyfriend. But, when her first love returns and hires her as his real estate agent, old wounds are torn open, making Jenny question whether or not she has the life she wants. It turns out broken hearts don’t heal so easily and old desires don’t always fade with time.
 
Professional baseball player, Adam Hamilton, didn’t expect a career ending shoulder injury. Thrown a curveball in his prime, he returns home to Warm Springs and the one woman whose heart he broke to pursue his sports dream. But, earning Jenny’s forgiveness won’t be easy. What he and Jenny once shared was real, but she’s moved on. With the new man in her life, time isn’t on Adam’s side.
 
 
 
About the Author
 
Christina Kirby holds a degree in Public Relations from Auburn University. She worked in banking for four and a half years before deciding to become a stay at home mom to her two sons. Moving every couple of years because of her husband’s job, Christina has had the opportunity to meet all kinds of people and live in many different states. Fortunately, writing is something she can take with her no matter where she lives. Christina is an avid reader of romance, young adult and anything having to do with pop culture. She also knows a copy of Entertainment Weekly and a chocolate chip cookie can cure anything.
 
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Book Blitz: Scratched by Marie Long with Giveaway


Scratched
by Marie Long
(The Anderson Brothers, #2)
Publication date: August 4th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Romance
 
Synopsis
 
Twenty-four year old Kevin Anderson lost the opportunity to end his senior year at the University of Washington as the Huskies’ all-star point guard, and sought out one last opportunity to put his extraordinary basketball skills to use: by training for a chance at the pros.
 
But when he’s not on the court, Kevin has only two things in his life that gives him happiness: spinning records at the local clubs, and Trinity Brown.
 
Trinity attends almost every one of Kevin’s deejay gigs, but Kevin is uncertain if her love for him is genuine or a fangirl’s simple admiration. Kevin takes that chance and hopes that she will see beyond the celebrity persona. But when fall classes start up again, their busy schedules press their relationship.
 
Kevin doesn’t want to give up on her–on them. He hopes the happiness they had will rebound once more.
 
But when he learns the truth about Trinity, Kevin must decide if it is worth everything–and everyone–he cares about to save her, or forfeit this exhausting game of love.
 
 
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AUTHOR BIO
 
Marie Long is a novelist who enjoys the snowy weather, the mountains, and a cup of hot white chocolate. She’s an avid supporter of literacy movements like We Need Diverse Books (WNDB) and National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo).
 
Marie has shared a fondness and interest in the New Adult genre since its popularity boom in 2009. And now, as both a reader, and debut RWA author of New Adult fiction, Marie dreams to keep this fascinating genre going strong.
 
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My Inspiration for the Anderson Brothers Series
 














I started getting into the New Adult genre back in 2013, when the genre was still in its infant stages in the publishing industry. Books like Easy by Tammara Webber and Flat Out Love by Jessica Park had long since paved the way to this fresh new voice in the literary community. The first book I picked up was A Moment by Marie Hall. From that day on, I was hooked. Now, I will admit, there were many NA books out there that I didn’t care for, but many more diamonds that I couldn’t wait to read. I guess you could call me a picky reader, but aren’t we all?


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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I soon got to the point where I was exhausting my options, finding books with the same type of stories, same types of characters, etc. While there’s nothing wrong with that, I wanted something more. Something a little different.
 
I’m a full-fledged tomboy, having grown up with two older brothers and living on a street where there were virtually no one but boys to play with. So naturally, as a reader, I would love to read about someone like me. But there was the problem. The majority of the NA books I’ve read I couldn’t connect with the female characters, and sometimes it was tough trying to get through a book that’s told completely from their point of view. I found myself a lot more drawn and connected with the male characters.
 
I figured it would make sense for me to just find some NA books told from the guy’s point of view. For a while, I scoured the bookstores looking for something suitable, but came up with very little. The closest were the stories with dual-POVs (stories told from both the male and female characters). Most of the books that were told strictly from the guy’s perspective were books 2 and beyond in a series, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t like to read a series out of order.
 
My endless search led me to reading such titles like: Walking Disaster by Jamie McGuire and Breakable by Tammara Webber. These hidden gems were exactly the kinds of books I was looking for all along, and I wondered why there weren’t more books like these. I mean, seriously, who wouldn’t want to know what the hot book boyfriend is thinking?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Frustrated that I couldn’t find more books like these, I decided to write my own, and that’s how the Anderson Brothers came about. I wanted to write something completely different, yet still feel like your traditional New Adult book. I wanted some diverse main characters. I wanted the guy to actually be a nice, respectable gentleman instead of a mindless, grunting Neanderthal. I mean, seriously. The majority of my friends are guys, and many of them are respectable and still keeping chivalry alive. I wanted a full-length book without a cliffhanger. Unable to find the right type of book to read drove me crazy.
 
 
Dominick, Kevin, and Michael Anderson came to me so vividly in my head as I wrote each of their stories in record time. I ended up finishing the first drafts of all three books in about four months! It was truly the quickest I’ve ever written so many books. Mind you, this was also my first attempt at the Romance genre. I spent a lot of time reading these types of books, learning the qualities of the genre and other things. I also joined the Romance Writers of America to learn more techniques in writing Romance. I was really serious about wanting to share my stories with readers like me who might be looking for more male-POV books.
 
I’m so glad I’ve released these books to the world. So many people have enjoyed Scarred and are looking forward to the rest of the series. And I’m happily writing even more stories like these, beyond the Anderson brothers. And now with the recent release of Grey by E.L. James, we may start to see more male-POV books popping up. I sure hope so. I have an insatiable urge to read more hero-oriented stories!
 
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Book Blitz: Caught in Us (Lost, #3) by Layla Hagen with Giveaway


Caught in Us (Lost, #3)
by Layla Hagen
Publication date: August 3rd 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
 
Synopsis
 
Dani Cohen knows Damon is trouble the second he walks in during senior year. He has bad boy written all over him. . .from his arrogant smirk to his perfectly toned abs. He is arrogant, intense, rebellious.
 
Dani has her future all planned out. She’s not the type to fall for a bad boy, no matter how panty-melting his grin is or how shamelessly he flirts. But something about Damon draws her in, awakening a desire she’s never felt. Slowly, she uncovers the secrets Damon hides: underneath his arrogance lies a tortured soul, his flirting smile masks despair.
 
Damon arrives in Dani’s life against his will. Carrying the scars of a dark past and facing an uncertain future, he knows he should stay away from her, but can’t. Her innocence consumes him, as does the desire to indulge in the passion igniting deep inside her.
 
An all-consuming bond blooms into a reckless love. But when mistakes from the past threaten their already fragile future, can their love survive?
 
A steamy and emotional full-length, standalone love story from the USA Today Bestselling author of Withering Hope.
 
 
 
 Excerpt
 
As usual, I get too engrossed in my reading and am almost late for class. Sitting next to Hazel, I take out my books when Damon appears in front of our desk.
 
"You dropped your phone in the hallway," he says politely.
 
"No, I didn't." I look in bewilderement as he drops my smartphone in my hand. Damon smiles mischievously, walking over to his desk as Ms. Evans enters the class. Wouldn't I have noticed if my phone had fallen on the corridor during our altercation? Not really...I was too preoccupied with him to notice anything else. My skin heats up at the memory of his closeness. I swivel to ask Hazel something and find her staring at me with curious eyes.
 
"Do you have anything to share about your morning?"
 
"I read a book," I mumble.
 
Ms. Evan starts talking about the Bronte novel we had to read when I receive a text.
 
You should take better care of your things.
 
The sender appears only by number, not name, but I know who it is. Sure enough, one glance in Damon's direction confirms my suspicion. He's not looking at me or his phone, but lifts the corner of his lips. It dawns on me that I might not have dropped my phone at all. He must have taken it from my pocket.
 
And you shouldn't steal other people's things, I reply.
 
Hey, you were eavesdropping, so don't go all saint on me. You were the first offender.
 
I smile, overcome by a strange giddiness. I can't believe he stole my phone, or that he got my number, or that he's texting me right now. I'm grinning like an idiot. It's the first time a guy has written to me and not asked for my notes or something similar. Given our less than friendly interactions yesterday and this morning, this is a surprise. Sometimes it takes a healthy fight and a familiar pain to gain a friend.
 
"After the battle of stares yesterday follows the battle of messages?" Hazel murmurs, smiling. "Bad boy is showing quite an interest in you."
 
"No, he's not." Something light settles in my stomach.
 
"I heard that a junior tried very hard yesterday to make him ask for her number and failed. He must be very interested in yours if he got it on his own."
 
"This doesn't mean anything." The lightness grows, the giddy feeling bubbling up inside me.
 
"Maybe not." She leans in conspiratorially. "Maybe it does."
 
When Ms. Evan announces she'll question us about Wuthering Heights, I have the feeling Damon might take this opportunity to display the same unpleasantness as yesterday.
 
Be nice if Ms. Evans asks you something, I type quickly. Please.
 
 He doesn't type back, and as Ms. Evan begins to ask questions, I brace myself. She deliberately avoids asking him anything though. Then she asks Beckett what his opinion is about the motives behind Heathcliff's behavior. He stares at her with a blank face, clueless.
 
It's Damon who answers. "Heathcliff felt out of place. He didn't belong to their class, and everyone else never let him forget it."
 
Ms. Evans' eyes widen, but all she says is "Do you think that justifies him?"
 
"No. That's no justification for being a dick to everyone," Damon says nonchalantly.
 
Ms. Evans flinches. "That language doesn't belong in the classroom, Damon." Her tone is firm. I'm proud of her. "I'll let you out of the questioning round because you're new, and I gave this assignment a week ago."
 
Damon's lip twitches, and I can tell he's about so say something obscene back. I sit up straighter, staring at him intently. He catches my eye and winks at me. I instantly flush, dropping my gaze to my hands.
 
"I had to read the book in my junior year," Damon replies. Ms. Evans nods, and then continues questioning Anna. I think about something the principal mentioned today... Damon scored mostly A’s at his old school. My assessment was spot on yesterday. Under the mask of carelessness hides a perfectionist. Someone who is clearly smart. As Ms. Evans instructs us to look up a certain passage in the book, I shift in my chair, holding my copy in my hands and pretending to flip through its pages. In reality, I am sneaking glances at Damon. Who was he before he came here and whom did he lose?
 
Thank you for not being rude, I text him under the desk. I receive an answer almost immediately.
 
Ouch. That sound like something you'd tell a dog. I'm not a poodle; don't try to train me.
 
I write back quickly. You're definitely not a poodle. More like a pitbull. I hear those are hard to train. Whatever they do, it's because they want to.
 
There is a pause in which I wait breathlessly, and then my smartphone vibrates. They also tend to attack their owners.
 
My fingers almost snap as I hurry to reply. I don't believe that. They just have a bad reputation. Don't believe everything you hear. It's all appearances.
 
Another short vibration. Ms. Evans looks at me, so I just chance a quick glance at my phone. So what should I make of your Linkin Park t-shirt?
 
Frowning, I text back as best as I can while pretending to pay attention to Ms. Evans. What's the harm in liking Kinky Fuck?
 
Damon's next message confuses me. Is that an invitation? I read what I wrote before, and shame washes over me.
 
Abandoning all pretense of paying attention to the teacher, I write It was autocorrect. I meant Linkin Park. OMG, I'm so sorry.
 
He doesn't write anything back, and when I look at him, he appears on the verge of bursting out laughing.
 
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Lost (Lost, #0.5) (FREE prequel novella to Lost in Us)
 
Lost in Us (Lost, #1) (James and Serena’s story)
  
Found in Us (Lost, #2) (Jessica and Parker’s story)
 
Standalone full-length romance: USA Today Bestseller Withering Hope

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My name is Layla Hagen and I am a New Adult Contemporary Romance author.
 
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
 
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
 
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough.
 
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