BLOG TOUR for Once in a Lifetime by Jill Shalvis: Q & A, Excerpt, & Giveaway -

I am so excited to be part of the Once in a Lifetime blog tour. Jill Shalvis is one of my favorite authors: she is on my auto-buy and must have list. Really, who doesn’t love Jill Shalvis? Check out Jill's Q & A session, a sneak peek at what you will find inside Once in a Lifetime, AND a giveaway where you can win your own copy of the book and a Grand Prize Giveaway~ your chance to win the ENTIRE series of Lucky Harbor.  OMG!!

Once In A Lifetime by Jill Shalvis

Series: Lucky Harbor #9
Published by Grand Central, Hachette on February 18, 2014


After a wrenching loss, Ben McDaniel tried to escape his grief by working in dangerous, war-torn places like Africa and the Middle East. Now he's back in his hometown and face-to-face with Aubrey Wellington, the hot-as-hell woman who is trouble with a capital T. Family and friends insist she's not the one to ease his pain, but Aubrey sparks an intense desire that gives Ben hope for the future.

Determined to right the wrongs of her past, Aubrey is working hard to make amends. But by far, the toughest challenge to her plan is sexy, brooding Ben - even though he has absolutely no idea what she's done . . .

Can this unlikely couple defy the odds and win over the little town of Lucky Harbor?
Aubrey got a look at the man she’d inadvertently drenched and stopped breathing. Oh, God. Had she really thought her day couldn’t get any worse? Why would she tempt fate by even thinking that? Because of course things had gotten worse. They always did.

Ben McDaniel slowly stood up from his barstool, dripping vodka from his hair, eyelashes, nose… He was six feet plus of hard muscles and brute strength on a body that didn’t carry a single extra ounce of fat on him. For the past five years, he’d been in and out of a variety of Third World countries designing and building water systems with the Army Corp of Engineers. His last venture had been for the Department of Defense in Iraq, which Aubrey only knew because Lucky Harbor’s Facebook page was good as gospel.

He swiped his face with his arm, deceptively chill and laid-back.

In truth, he was about as badass as they came.

Aubrey should know, she’d seen him in action. But she managed to meet his gaze. Cool, casual even. One had to be with Ben, the man could spot a weakness a mile away. “I’m sorry,” she said.

“Are you?”

She felt herself flush. He’d always seemed to see right through her. And she was pretty sure he’d never cared for her. He had good reason for that, she reminded herself. He just didn’t know the half of it.

“Yes, I am sorry,” she said. Her heart was pounding so loudly she was surprised she could hear herself speak. “Are you okay?”

He ran his fingers through a sexy disorder of sun-streaked brown hair. His eyes were the same color, light milk chocolate marbled with gold caramel. It was hard to make such a warm-colored gaze seem hard, but Ben managed it with no effort at all. “Need to work on your aim,” he said.

New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental.
Look for Jill’s bestselling, award-winning books wherever romances are sold, and visit her website for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures. You can also follow Jill on FacebookPinterest, and Twitter. The woman is EVERYWHERE!

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Jessica Scott's ALL FOR YOU Launch Day Blitz~ Two Giveaways!!!

I'm excited to share with you the Launch Day Blitz of USA Today bestselling author Jessica Scott. She returns to her authentic and emotional military romance series with Reza's much-anticipated story in ALL FOR YOU.  Don't Miss out on TWO Giveaways, see below for entry information.

ALL FOR YOU by Jessica Scott (February 4, 2014; Forever E-Book; $2.99)

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Can a battle-scarred warrior . . .

Stay sober. Get deployed. Lead his platoon. Those are the only things that matter to Sergeant First Class Reza Iaconelli. What he wants is for everyone to stay out of his way; what he gets is Captain Emily Lindberg telling him how to deal with his men. Fort Hood's newest shrink is smart as a whip and sexy as hell. She's also full of questions-about the army, its soldiers, and the agony etched on Reza's body and soul.

. . . open his heart to love?

Emily has devoted her life to giving soldiers the care they need-and deserve. Little does she know that means facing down the fierce wall of muscle that is Sergeant Iaconelli like it's just another day at the office. When Reza agrees to help her understand what makes a soldier tick, she's thrilled. Too bad it doesn't help her unravel the sexy warrior in front of her who stokes her desire and touches a part of her she thought long dead. He's the man who thinks combat is the only escape from the demons that haunt him. The man who needs her most of all . . .

USA Today bestselling author Jessica Scott is a career army officer; mother of two daughters, three cats and three dogs; wife to a career NCO and wrangler of all things stuffed and fluffy. She is a terrible cook and even worse housekeeper, but she's a pretty good shot with her assigned weapon and someone
liked some of the stuff she wrote. Somehow, her children are pretty well-adjusted and her husband still loves her, despite burned water and a messy house.

She's written for the New York Times At War Blog, PBS Point of View: Regarding War Blog, and Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America. She deployed to Iraq in 2009 as part of Operation Iraqi Freedom/New Dawn and has served as a company commander at Fort Hood, Texas.

She's pursuing a PhD in Sociology in her spare time and most recently, she's been featured as one of Esquire Magazine's Americans of the Year for 2012.

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 It was fate. It had to be. A slow warmth unfurled inside him as the doctor he could not get out of his head looked up at him, her cheeks flushing pink.
         She was all buttoned up at work. Tonight, she looked different. Looser. Unbound.
         Compelling. That’s what she was. Her fire at work. Her refusal to let him bully her. He’d admired her backbone before.
         Tonight, he admired her in an entirely new light. Her hair framed her face in careless curls. He hadn’t expected to see her outside of work. He damn sure hadn’t expected to see her here. An old familiar need rose inside him. A need for touch, human and warm. A need to lose himself for an interlude in sweat and sex and stunning pleasure. He’d given up drinking but women had apparently fallen into that category as well.
         It had been months since he’d felt a woman’s hands on his body.
         This woman was not someone he needed to be talking to at the bar tonight but he found himself walking toward her anyway.
         After the week of confrontation they’d had, he’d be lucky if she didn’t slap him the minute he approached her.
         He could do this. He could talk to a woman without drinking. Right?
         Emily met his gaze as he approached. He almost smiled.
         “Not your usual scene?” he asked, leaning against the bar.
         She shifted, putting a little space between them. That slight reclamation of power. He made a noise of approval in his throat. “I’m surprised you’re talking to me.”
         “I’m surprised you’re here. Shouldn’t you be home reading medical journals or something?” Her cheeks flushed deep pink and he wondered how far down her body that color went.
         She tipped her chin then and looked at him. “Have you been drinking?”
         He looked down at the bottle in his hand. “I don’t drink anymore,” he said quietly. No reason to delve into his abusive history with alcohol. “You?”
“Glass of wine,” she said.
         Reza shrugged and leaned on the bar, taking another pull off his water and being careful not to lean too close. She looked like she’d bolt if he pushed her. “That would explain why you’re talking to me. We haven’t exactly been friendly.”
         Her hair reflected the fading sunlight that filled the room from the wide-open patio doors. He wanted to fist it between his fingers, watch her neck arch for his mouth.
         She motioned toward his bottle with her glass. “‘Anymore’?”
         He simply took another pull off his water. He was going to be damn good and hydrated after tonight. He wondered what she’d do if he leaned a little closer. “Long story.”
         “One you’re not keen on sharing?” she asked. She leaned her cheek on one palm. The sun glinted across her cheek.
         “Let’s just say alcohol and I aren’t on speaking terms. Bad things happen when I drink.” It was nothing to be ashamed of but there it was. Shame wound up his spine and squeezed the air from his lungs. He was just like his dad after all.
         “You say that like giving up alcohol is a bad thing,” Emily said quietly.
         Reza snorted softly. He should have guessed she wouldn’t let it alone. She had stubbornness that could last for days. “It’s not something I’m proud of.”
         Her hand on his forearm startled him. Soft and strong, her fingers pressed into his skin. “But stopping is something to be proud of.”
         Reza stared down at her hand, pale against the dark shadows of his own skin. A long silence hung between them.
         He lifted his gaze to hers.
         “It takes a lot of strength to break with the past,” she said softly.
         “What are you doing?” Her eyes glittered in the setting sun and he thought he caught the sight of the tiniest edge of her lip curling.
         Her fingers slipped from his skin. “Offering my professional support?”
         His lips quirked. “Was that a joke?”
         “Maybe,” she said. “I’m working on developing a biting sense of humor. Defense mechanism against raging asshole commanders.”
         Reza barked out a laugh. “You look different out of uniform,” he said lightly, pressing his advantage at this unexpected truce.
         “So do you.”
         He angled his body toward hers. “You like my makeup?” he asked.
         Her lips parting as she tried to figure out if he was kidding or not. Finally, she cracked the barest hint of a smile.
         Something powerful woke inside him and he moved before he thought about it. He reached for her, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. The simple gesture was crushing in its intimacy. Her lips froze in a partial gasp, as though her breath had caught in her throat.
         “Sergeant Iaconelli,” she said quietly, her voice husky. But she didn’t move away. Didn’t flinch from his touch.
         “Reza.” He swallowed the sharp bite of arousal in his blood, more powerful without the haze of alcohol that usually clouded his reactions. “My name is Reza.”
         His breath was locked in his lungs, the sound of his name on her lips triggering something dark and powerful and overwhelming.
         He wanted this woman. The woman who’d stood in opposition to him this week. The woman who lifted her chin and stood steadfast between him and his soldiers.
         There was strength in this woman. Strength and courage.
         “I’m Emily.” Her words a rushed breath.
         He lowered his hand, unwilling to push any further than he’d already gone. This was new territory for him. Unfamiliar and strange and filled with potential and fear.
         “It was nice talking to you tonight, Emily,” he said when he could speak.
         He waited for her acknowledgment that she’d heard him. Some slight movement of her head or tip of her chin.
         Instead her throat moved as she swallowed and she blinked quickly, shattering the spell between them.
         He left her then because to push further would challenge the limits of his restraint. He wasn’t ready to fall into bed with someone. No matter how compelling Emily might be.
         He waited and he watched for the rest of the evening. Watched her slip out with her friend, leaving an empty space at the bar.
         Leaving him alone with the fear that included the empty loneliness as well as the cold silence of sobriety.
         His thoughts raced as he made sure his troopers all got home that night, and Teague crashed on his couch.
         He fell into bed later, need and desire twisted up, filling the cold dead space left inside him by the lack of alcohol. A dead space he usually filled with work while deployed. Tonight, though, unfamiliar pleasure hunted his thoughts, whispering that he could still love a woman, that he didn’t have to be drunk to climb into bed with someone.
         But Emily wasn’t a random someone.
         And she was so far out of his league, it wasn’t even funny. Even if there was some sexual attraction there, she wasn’t likely to go slumming with a burned-out infantryman like him.
         He lay there in the darkness, waiting, clinging to the single, simple pleasure of her touch, hoping that maybe tonight he could sleep, avoiding the nightmares that reminded him of the monster he’d become.
         A beast who had lost his compassion somewhere on the road to Baghdad.

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Review and Book Giveaway ~ Be Mine Forever (St. Helena Vineyard #4) by Marina Adair

I am excited to share the latest book in the St. Helena Vineyard series by Marina Adair. Be Mine Forever is the fourth in the series.  If you missed my review on two of the books in the series check out:  Kissing Under the Mistletoe and Summer in Napa .  Don't miss out on today's giveaway, Marina is giving away a signed paperback to a US resident... More  details below..

BE MINE FOREVER, is the next installment in International Bestselling and #1 National Bestselling St. Helena Vineyard series releases with Montlake Romance. 

Be Mine Forever (St. Helena Vineyard #4)
by Marina Adair
Published January 21st 2014 by Montlake Romance

For Trey DeLuca, the idea of settling down was entirely unsettling. As VP of sales for his family’s wine company, he’s never in any one city—or with any one woman—for long, which is how he likes it. But when family obligations keep him temporarily grounded in his hometown, he finds the perfect distraction. She’s sweet, gorgeous, and sexy as hell…only her life screams commitment.

Between raising her son and struggling to keep her dance school afloat, Sara Reed has her hands full. Dance students she needs—a steamy tangled sheets cha-cha with a self-admitted commitment-phobe? Not going to happen. But sparks fly as the town prepares for a big Valentine’s Day gala, and Trey strikes a deal with Sara…he’ll “manny-up” and watch her son in exchange for ballroom lessons.
With love quickstepping ever closer, Sara needs to teach this playboy some new steps or risk losing him—and her heart—forever.

I say this with each book I have read in this series, but I truly think this is my favorite in the St. Helena Vineyard series. Trey is the holding so many feelings instead- believing he was the reason for his parents death, not dancing with his mom in the Gala- so much guilt for a young boy to carry.
Sara, the young widow is balancing between a demanding business and being both mom and dad to her young son.  Her son is cute- definite scene stealer!  Trey is a heartbreaker, not getting too close to anyone in fear losing them.
The attraction between the Sara and Trey was instant and I thought the two of them were adorable together. Since Trey's visit is temporary they both agree to be friends with benefits, but how long will it last until they both realize they danced around their feelings long enough and there will be no other dance partner for either of them.  You will be visited by whole DeLuca gang, even Trey's grandmother, Chi Chi, the "matchmaker" has a little side story.  Hilarious scenes with "hormonal" DeLuca sister-in- laws.. laugh out loud funny.  As for Trey and Sara, you may shed a tear or two before the last page is read.
You will love Be Mine Forever~Wonderful characters, charming heroine, sexy hero - moving story -- Marina has done an outstanding job with her newest book.

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