#Blog Tour A Venomous Love (Bloodstone,#3) By Chris Karlsen

#Blog Tour A Venomous Love (Bloodstone,#3) By Chris Karlsen

Title: A Venomous Love (Bloodstone, #3)
Author: Chris Karlsen
Genre: Historical Suspense set in Victorian London
Release Date: February 28, 2020
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

A veteran, Detective Rudyard Bloodstone has fought a brutal battle and witnessed war horrors that haunt his nightmares. Now one of those horrors has followed him home from Africa.

A vicious predator, the Cape cobra, can kill a man in thirty minutes. A suspect using the snake as a weapon in robberies is terrorizing London.

When the crimes escalate into murder, a victim’s daughter, Honoria Underhill, becomes the focus of the killer. After several attempts on her life, Scotland Yard threatens to take over the high profile case. With few leads to follow, Bloodstone and his partner must now fight department politics and catch the killer before Underhill becomes another murder victim.

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“I demand to see a detective. Immediately!”
Ruddy, and his partner, Archie, looked up from their paperwork toward the station lobby. The man making the demand wore a top hat and well-cut frock coat. Dennis Strong, the desk sergeant, came from behind the raised lobby desk to speak with the man. Their rapid exchange of words swiftly degenerated into a heated discussion. Vigorous gestures from the man’s free hand were accompanied by the usual narrowing eyes citizens employ to emphasize displeasure.
“That turned to shit fast,” Ruddy said.
Top Hat, as Ruddy dubbed him, banged a shiny black cane on the floor several times, stressing his point. Each man leaned in as they made their points. Sergeant Strong held his ground. Broad-chested with thighs like ham hocks and biceps like a normal man’s thighs, he had the civilian inching back.
“How long do you give before Strong snaps that cane in two?” Ruddy asked.
“Forgive the pun, but I’ve no idea what possesses people to give him stick. The man is solid as a pillar postbox.” Archie gave a small shake of his head.
A chubby-cheeked, thin-lipped woman in her forties swayed as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other and back. She had stood behind and to the side of Top Hat as he argued with Strong.
Ruddy read the sergeant’s lips as he told the man no. The woman stepped forward and started to speak when Top Hat grabbed her by the elbow and forced her behind him. She yanked her arm from his grasp and gave him a glacier melting glare.

 

I was born and raised in Chicago. My father was a history professor and my mother was, and is, a voracious reader. I grew up with a love of history and books.

My parents also love traveling, a passion they passed onto me. I wanted to see the places I read about, see the land and monuments from the time periods that fascinated me. I’ve had the good fortune to travel extensively throughout Europe, the Near East, and North Africa.

I am a retired police detective. I spent twenty-five years in law enforcement with two different agencies. My desire to write came in my early teens. After I retired, I decided to pursue that dream. I write three different series. My paranormal romance series is called, Knights in Time. My romantic thriller series is Dangerous Waters. The newest is The Bloodstone Series. Each series has a different setting and some cross time periods, which I find fun to write.

I currently live in the Pacific Northwest with my husband and five wild and crazy rescue dogs.

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#CoverReveal Love is What You Bake of It By Effie Kammenou

#CoverReveal Love is What You Bake of It By Effie Kammenou

 

Title: Love is What You Bake of it
Author: Effie Kammenou
Genre:  Contemporary Romance; Single Dad
Release date: March 24th
Designer: Tugboat Designs  ( https://www.tugboatdesign.net/ )
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

The only love Kally Anadarakis is baking is in the form of the sweet treats she whips up in her café, The Coffee Klatch.

Kally never believed herself to be a person worthy of love, but when an intoxicating man she considered out of her league pursues her, she risks everything to be with him. Later, when tragedy strikes, truths are revealed that leave Kally brokenhearted and untrusting.

Eight years later, Kally is a successful pastry chef running the café she’d always dreamed of owning. With a home of her own, a profession she’s passionate about, and the support and love of friends and family, Kally is content with the life she has carved out for herself.

Until the day Max Vardaxis walks into her café…

With arguing parents, meddling relatives, an overly energetic grandmother, a man-crazy best friend, and the long ago, mysterious disappearance of a grandfather, this new man in town is just one more complication in Kally’s life, if not the main one.

Kally must now decide whether to keep her heart safe or to once again take a ‘whisk on love.’

 

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Effie Kammenou is a believer that it is never too late to chase your dreams, follow your heart or change your career. She is proof of that. At one time, long ago, she’d thought that, by her age, she would have had an Oscar in her hand after a successful career as an actor. Instead, she worked in the optical field for 40 years and is the proud mother of two accomplished young women.

Her debut novel, Evanthia’s Gift, is a women’s fiction multigenerational love story and family saga, influenced by her Greek heritage, and the many real-life accounts that have been passed down. She continues to pick her father’s brain for stories of his family’s life in Lesvos, Greece, and their journey to America. Her interview with him was published in a nationally circulated magazine.

Evanthia’s Gift: Book One in The Gift Saga was a 2016 award finalist in the Readers Favorite Awards in the Women’s Fiction category. Waiting for Aegina is Book Two in The Gift Saga and Chasing Petalouthes is Kammenou’s latest release, completing the series.

Effie Kammenou is a first generation Greek-American who lives on Long Island with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, or posting recipes on her food blog, cheffieskitchen.wordpress.com, you can find her entertaining family and friends or traveling for ‘research.’

As an avid cook and baker, a skill she learned from watching her Athenian mother, she incorporated traditional Greek family recipes throughout the books.

She holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Theater Arts from Hofstra University.

 

#CoverReveal Scars & Sins (Brooklyn Brothers #1) By Melanie Munton

#CoverReveal Scars & Sins (Brooklyn Brothers #1) By Melanie Munton

 

 

Title: Scars & Sins (Brooklyn Brothers #2)
Author: Melanie Munton
Genre: Romantic Suspense/ Contemporary/Erotic Romance

Release Date: March 31, 2020
Cover Designer: L.J. Anderson at Mayhem Cover Creations
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

We are the Rossetti’s.
The exiled “sixth” family of the New York mafia. We’re the good guys.
People don’t fear us…much. They respect us.
The five of us? We’re the Brooklyn Brothers.
And we protect what’s ours.

You know when you have a little sister and she has that one friend that always follows you around like a puppy? For me, that was Roxanna “Roxy” D’Angelo. That was years ago, back when our fathers didn’t hate each other. Then they became enemies and she went off to boarding school in Connecticut.
Now, she’s back…and looking nothing like the shy girl I remember.
Cavorting with anyone from the five families is strictly forbidden to someone like me. So, I can’t figure out why I keep finding myself in situations with Roxy that could bring the force of the entire mafia syndicate down on our heads. Even if those situations are the wildest, most intoxicating experiences of my life.
But with the Sicilians in town and out for blood, times have never been more dangerous. If they find out about our relationship, they won’t hesitate to remove both of us from the equation so they can restore order.
We’re not Romeo and Juliet. They both died. And I refuse to let anything happen to Roxy. I have to protect her. From my family. From hers.

I hope she won’t hate me for what I have to do.
Because it might just kill her before any bullet can.

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Ace

I followed closely behind Roxy as we stepped through the doors of the subway train. The car wasn’t packed but there were no empty seats either. Standing in the center of the car, we each grabbed one of the metal handles on the bar above our heads and braced for movement.
“You really didn’t need to come with me,” she said as the lights in the tunnel system flashed by the windows. “You’ll be riding the train back by yourself for half an hour.”
“Good thing I’ve got Candy Crush on my phone, then, huh?”
Her smile appeared and disappeared so fast I thought I might have imagined it.
“I was serious about what I said yesterday. We can’t continue to run into each other like this, Ace. Whether unintentional or not, you know both of our fathers would lose their minds if they knew about this.”
She might have been right, but it wasn’t like we were doing anything really wrong. Nothing unforgivable had happened.
Yet.
Yes, I knew that was another terrible idea. But I couldn’t stop this train—pun intended—anymore than I could have prevented my own dick from hardening in her presence.
Which it still was.
“Not to mention if the other families found out,” she added.
Now, that just fucking pissed me off.
“My family has never let the other five dictate our lives,” I said vehemently. “And there’s no way in hell I’m going to start now. I don’t give a fuck about them or what our fathers would approve of.”
Those last words were like acid on my tongue.
I didn’t care about Vinnie, but I’d never once gone against my father about anything. My brothers and I respected the hell out of him. He was our patriarch, a wise and principled man. In some ways, he may have been a little too much of a traditionalist for my taste. Overall, though, we obeyed him as our leader.
But regardless of how he and Vinnie would view this situation, it had nothing to do with the business between our families, nor between the five families.
This was just about me and Roxy.
“If you want me to stay away, Rox, then you tell me to. Say the words, but don’t use our fathers as a crutch.”
Her eyes flitted back and forth between mine. “I thought I already told you to yesterday at the church.”
Our gazes clashed, the air between our bodies crackling with a tense energy.
I slowly shook my head. “I wasn’t convinced.”
The train glided to a stop at the next station and unloaded the departing passengers. As bodies squeezed around and bumped into us, I didn’t take my eyes off of Roxy, nor did she from me. Something unspoken was passing between us, something that had started yesterday at that church.
But before I could act on it, a sea of passengers flooded the car and crowded around us. When I noticed they were all wearing black and white Brooklyn Nets gear, I realized we were at the Atlantic Avenue station, which was right next to the Barclays Center where the Nets played. And judging from the smiles, laughter, and fist-bumping going on, we had won tonight’s game.
I didn’t want more people around to intrude on this moment with Roxy.
On the plus side, the now-cramped space forced our bodies closer together.
And thank the sweet Lord above, we were close enough that her nipples were grazing my chest.
I nearly groaned out loud at the contact. Friction was exactly what my jutting erection was seeking—and with painful persistence. I did everything humanly possible to avoid lewdly poking her with it.
Then again…
Maybe I should show her exactly how much I wanted her. Maybe she’d like knowing the kind of effect she had on me. After all, I’d like to think the reason her nipples were so stiff was because of her proximity to me.
My eyes caught on the dimple in her bottom lip, and I couldn’t look away.
“Convince me, Rox.”
She sucked that lip between her teeth, biting down right over that dimple.
I felt my forehead break out into a cold sweat, even though it was a million degrees in this goddamn car.
“Convince you of what?” she asked in a breathy voice.
When her gaze dropped to my mouth, I about said to hell with everyone else and just took what I fucking wanted. What I fucking needed. And that was Roxy’s mouth moving beneath my own, her tongue sliding wantonly against mine.
Her expression said she wanted a kiss.
And I’d make sure it was the kiss of the goddamn century.
“Convince me that you want me to stay away from you.”

 

Melanie grew up in a small town in rural Missouri. After marrying her husband, she decided she wanted to try coastal life because why not? A few months later, they moved to North Carolina where she discovered her passion for writing, and they never looked back. They are now enjoying life with their beautiful daughter in Savannah, GA and loving every minute with their little Georgia peach.

Melanie’s other passion is traveling and seeing the world. With anthropology degrees under their belts, she and her husband have made it their goal in life to see as many archaeological sites around the world as possible.

She has a horrible food addiction to pasta and candy (not together…ew). And she gets sad when her wine rack is empty.

At the end of the day, she is a true romantic at heart. She loves writing the cheesy and corny of romantic comedies, and the sassy and sexy of suspense. She aims to make her readers swoon, laugh out loud, maybe sweat a little, and above all, fall in love.

 

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#CoverReveal Take Two: A Collection of Second Chance Stories (writers on the River Charity Anthology)

#CoverReveal Take Two: A Collection of Second Chance Stories (writers on the River Charity Anthology)

Title:Take Two: A Collection of Second Chance Stories
Writers On The River Charity Anthology 
Genre: Second Chance

Release Date: July 18, 2020
Cover Designer:J M Walker with Just Write. Creation and Services.
Image Donated By: Eric McKinney of 6:12 Photography
Model: Jon Salvador
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Take Two: A Collection of Second Chance Stories is an anthology from the authors of Writers on the River. Love and life get another chance in these tales that will warm your heart and make you fall in love again.

The proceeds of this anthology will go to Thistle Farms, a non-profit organization located in Nashville, Tennessee that helps women survivors of violence, sex trafficking, prostitution and addiction.

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Anthology of stories written by authors for Writers on the River to raise money for Thistle Farms and Healing with Words.
Healing With Words, host of Writers on the River, is a 501(c)(3) not for profit established for healing survivors of abuse, addiction, trafficking and prostitution. We feel the best way to spread love is to share the love of reading.
Through the written word, persons can find an escape and a form of entertainment.
Our mission is to bring together readers, authors, and survivors in a positive manner that affects change and relief from negative influences.
Some stories guaranteed are by the following authors with many more authors joining the mission:

JM Walker
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Miranda Shanklin
Tricia Andersen

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#BookBlitz Lace & Lies By Melanie Munton

#BookBlitz Lace & Lies By Melanie Munton

Title: Lace & Lies (Brooklyn Brothers #1)
Author: Melanie Munton
Genre: Romantic Suspense/ Contemporary/Erotic Romance

Release Date: January 21, 2020
Cover Designer: L.J. Anderson at Mayhem Cover Creations
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

We are the Rossetti’s.
The exiled “sixth family” of the New York mafia. We’re the good guys.
People don’t fear us…much. They respect us.
The five of us? We’re the Brooklyn Brothers.
And we protect what’s ours.
Jasmine Kingston should run from me. I mean, she should literally pick up her dress, toss away her heels, and haul ass in the complete opposite direction. Because for the last few months that she’s been in New York and taking the fashion world by storm, I’ve been watching her. From my ivory tower, from the shadows. Wherever she’s been, I’ve been only feet away, and she hasn’t even realized it.
Until now.
I can’t stay away and watch one more man take his shot with her. She needs to know what she’s doing to me. Especially since things are heating up with my family’s enemies. I just pray those enemies don’t discover my only weakness. Maybe it was the wrong way to go. Maybe I should never have touched her. Never treated myself to her addictive taste. But I can’t alleviate this obsession I have with her any more than I can put a bullet between my own eyes.
She’s mine to protect now.
I’ll burn my entire fortune to the ground and take ten of those bullets before I let anything happen to her.
I just hope she doesn’t find out what I’ve done.

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Jasmine

Cris nodded slowly. “You’re right. I don’t have time to devote myself to a relationship right now. But what you proposed that night works just fine for me, if the offer is still on the table.”
Why did I experience a weird sinking feeling at his words? That was what I wanted to hear. Wasn’t it? Sex only. Nothing more, nothing less. No ties, no feelings. Just a physical connection that would culminate in mutual sexual release.
I inwardly cringed.
That sounded so cold. So…robotic.
But it was no different than what I’d had with Marcus, so there was no reason for this situation with Cris to feel wrong. It wasn’t like Cris elicited actual feelings in me.
Then everything from earlier that morning came rushing back like a tidal wave.
“Actually, um, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea now.”
He angled his head to the side. I’d learned this was something he did when he was frustrated.
“Oh? Why is that?”
His body was way too close to mine. Why I thought I’d be able to hold a conversation with him in such close quarters amongst these racks was beyond me.
Damn that suit and tie.
Cris taunting me with his sensuality and good taste was like my Achilles’ Heel.
“Long story short, I just got a bunch of work dumped on me,” I tried to explain. “The next few months are going to be even more hectic than the last few have been. I don’t think I’m going to have much time for…anything else.”
Moving forward, he crowded me against the layers of tool and silk behind me until it felt as if our bodies were cocooned by the materials. If he came any closer, things were bound to take a sharp turn toward Sexy Town.
“You’re telling me you won’t even have time to get fucked?”
His crass words should have bothered me.
But that couldn’t have been any further from the truth.
He lowered his head, bringing our mouths dangerously close. “Because everyone should make time to fuck. I thought that was what the other night was all about. Am I missing something here?”
I worried he could hear the loud gulping sound I made. “No, it was. But things are a little more complicated now. I have to design an entire new line in four months. I doubt I’m going to have much free time to spare.”
Several beats of silence passed.
I finally worked up the nerve to meet his gaze. He looked to be considering something.
“Okay,” he said resolutely. “You have a lot going on. I get that. But it sounds to me like you’re going to need a little relief every now and then. A distraction so you don’t work yourself into a nervous breakdown. I understand that better than anyone. Let me be that for you.”
“A distraction?”
His mouth quirked into a wicked grin. “You’re already familiar with my preferred methods of distraction. Believe me, I can take your mind off the stress. I can release the tension. Let me prove it to you.”
His hand landed on my hip.
Again, I should have removed it. Stopped whatever was about to start here.
Instead, I melted into his touch. Especially when his thumb began to rub across my hipbone. My eyes closed of their own volition. When his mouth skated over my jaw, his hand inching down to cup my ass, my head fell back only to be pillowed by the cushion of fabrics.
“I thought you already proved it,” I whispered.
He hissed out a breath. “What I proved at the bar is that you’re affected by my touch. What I proved on your couch was that you want my touch. What I have yet to prove is that I can get you off with my touch.”
The eroticism of the moment was getting to me. Hidden away by luxurious fabrics while a dozen people stood on the other side of the room, Cris’s sandalwood scent invading my senses. Heat suddenly struck between my thighs like a bolt of lightning.
I was starting to think I didn’t even need his touch.
His words alone were getting the job done.
“Are you telling me you’ll be able to do that for me anytime I need it?” I asked. “Anywhere?”
“Fuck yeah, that’s what I’m saying,” he growled. “I’ll make you come whenever you need to, however many times you need to. Guaranteed.”
“That’s a bit cocky. Not to mention ambitious.”
“Cocky or not, it’s a goddamn fact. And I’m going to start proving it right now.”
Is he serious?
He pushed my sweater up my waist, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of my leggings.
Yep, he’s serious.
“Can’t wait to feel what you’ve got waiting for me under here,” he whispered. “Am I going to find you wet for me, Jasmine?”
Without. A. Doubt.

Melanie grew up in a small town in rural Missouri. After marrying her husband, she decided she wanted to try coastal life because why not? A few months later, they moved to North Carolina where she discovered her passion for writing, and they never looked back. They are now enjoying life with their beautiful daughter in Savannah, GA and loving every minute with their little Georgia peach.

Melanie’s other passion is traveling and seeing the world. With anthropology degrees under their belts, she and her husband have made it their goal in life to see as many archaeological sites around the world as possible.

She has a horrible food addiction to pasta and candy (not together…ew). And she gets sad when her wine rack is empty.

At the end of the day, she is a true romantic at heart. She loves writing the cheesy and corny of romantic comedies, and the sassy and sexy of suspense. She aims to make her readers swoon, laugh out loud, maybe sweat a little, and above all, fall in love.

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