#NewRelease #BookTour – Love’s Bounty by Rebecca Airies #Romance

Love’s Bounty (MFM)

by Rebecca Airies
Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 56,601

When Mitch and Dean Logan discover rival bounty hunters are after the same bounty they’re hunting, they expect trouble. But instead, they find their sister, Aileen, and Brigitte, the woman they’ve wanted for years. Now that they have the chance to be with Brigitte, they intend to discover if there’s more than attraction between them.
Brigitte wants to explore the heat between her and the two men, but they also have to catch the bounties the men are after and the woman she and Aileen are hunting. Working with the two men proves trying. She isn’t going to let a little trouble dissuade her, but she does have some doubts.
Mitch and Dean aren’t giving Brigitte up. As they search for the criminals, they try to build trust and their relationship. She belongs with them—she’s their woman, and they’ll do whatever it takes to keep her.

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STORY EXCERPT

Kos and Rite stepped into the ship. Mitch followed them. He watched their every move. They kept their hands at their sides. Dean took them to the rec room. He pointed to the table and the two chairs around it. They had extra seating, but didn’t think they’d need it. This meeting shouldn’t take long.
“Now, tell us how you knew our location and what you’re after. Don’t expect us to believe you’re here to help. You work for another company. They wouldn’t approve.” Dean leaned against the wall and folded his arms across his chest.
“We are here to help. The company we work for has nothing to do with it. We’re hunting a bounty for them. That’s all they care about. We found someone to hunt here because Grant asked us to be here to back you up.” Kos stopped near the table but didn’t take a seat.
Mitch couldn’t be happier that his mask hid his face. His mouth hung open. How the hell did they know his father’s name?
“‘Grant’ is supposed to mean something to us?” Dean’s voice sounded calm and void of any recognition of the name.
“You know your father’s name. You are also aware he’s the man who co-owns the company you work for.” Rite shook his head. “Don’t be such a suspicious ass. We may have enjoyed giving you a little trouble in the past, but this is something else entirely. We found you because he’s worried about you. Nothing more.”
“And why would you care if he’s worried?” Mitch voiced the question that kept popping into his head. His father had never spoken of Kos and Rite. How did they know him?
“Because he’s one of the few men I respect. Give me a moment. When you see who we are, it will explain everything.” Kos reached up to the fastenings that secured his mask.
That didn’t look like it could be ripped off. If he thought it necessary to secure it against being taken off by others, Kos would key the fastenings to his DNA or biorhythms. Mitch used a similar method on his mask.
From what Kos said, they knew these people by sight. Who could it be? Mitch couldn’t think of one person who had the build and short stature to be either of those two.
The person didn’t take off the mask like he expected them to. Kos grabbed the mask and pulled out and then up. A full head mask came with it. He hadn’t realized. With the mask on, it looked like the person had blond hair, but as it came off, the disguise became apparent. He frowned. The mask hid more than he’d thought. The stocking-like bottom finally cleared the head. A braid fell out first. The long black hair stymied him, but it could be why the person wore a hood. Some people would use long hair as a means of control on them.
The hood finally pulled free, revealing pale creamy skin. His gaze traced over soft curves of a delightfully rounded face. Recognition slammed through him.
“Brigitte!” Mitch took a step forward. He hadn’t expected to see her. Hell, he hadn’t known she’d started bounty hunting.
She had the training. Everyone in both of their families trained for the business, but she’d walked away from the Astral Hunters years ago. He looked at the person standing beside Brigitte. Since Brigitte stood there, the person beside her had to be Aileen. Most of the time, those two jumped into trouble together.
“Now, you know why your father thought we’d be interested in watching your back.” Brigitte put her mask down on the table.
“Is that Aileen?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, it’s me.” Aileen removed her mask. “I knew if Dad worried, he had a reason.”
Mitch shrugged. He didn’t know what worried his father. They’d handled multiple captures before, but his father’s doubt in their abilities didn’t hold his attention at the moment. Brigitte had all of it with her mere presence.
“Yeah, seems he doesn’t think you two are working so well together lately. Plus, there are a couple of your marks he’s afraid are going to team up together. He wants you to have someone watching your back.” Brigitte caught Aileen’s mask as it sailed through the air.
He hesitated. He’d said a lot of hurtful things to her. Well, both he and Dean had. They’d been stunned and off-balance. They shouldn’t have believed her brother, Carter’s, accusation. He wished they could avoid the more awkward part, but they did need to apologize for giving her such a bad time.
“You said you had a bounty to hunt and you wouldn’t be stealing from us. Who are you after?” Mitch asked. Nothing like avoiding the issue, but he didn’t want to see the smile wiped away from Brigitte’s curved lips.
“Our mark isn’t your style. You go for the violent criminals. We knew the white-collar criminal we’re after wouldn’t be on your list. Part of why we picked her.” Brigitte shrugged.
“And the other part?” Dean asked.
“The fucking huge bounty.” Aileen grinned. “If we can get her, we’ll have a nice chunk to play with even after the company gets its piece.”

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Rebecca Airies writes paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi/futuristic romance. She loves reading, writing, crafting, a good cup of tea, chocolate and snuggly kitties. She’s been writing stories since she was in her teens, at first trying to get over that elusive hump and finish a story. You can usually find her working on multiple WIP at a time and she likes nothing more than losing herself in those worlds and characters.

You can find me online at www.rebeccaairies.net

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#BookTour #NewRelease Missing the Crown Jewels by @VClarizio (A Chandler County Novel)

Missing the Crown Jewels by Valerie J. Clarizio

A Chandler County Novel

Sometimes it takes a bit of chaos to sort out one’s life.

After a devastating divorce, Peyton Crown is finally surfacing from a dark hole of despair. She finds herself hoping for a new life with Mason ‘Storm’ Starr, her brother’s best friend.

Storm’s intent is simple: hide in the quiet confines of his best friend’s family horse ranch in Kentucky. The perfect place to sort out his life after walking away from the Army, and fight his internal demons. His solitude is interrupted by his buddy’s little sister. The chemistry between them is off the charts, and he willing surrenders the battle.

The Crown family begins receiving threats, just weeks before the Kentucky Derby. The overprotective men in Peyton’s life vow to keep 24/7 tabs on her and the family’s prize horse—Prince Bourbonville—a hopeful for the next Triple Crown. Circumstances arise that threaten to keep Peyton and Prince away from the derby, but Storm and her brother Coach are determined they’ll attend, no matter the sacrifice.

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About the Author:

Valerie Clarizio lives in romantic Door County Wisconsin with her husband and two extremely spoiled cats. She loves to read, write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.

She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her into an outdoors enthusiast, of which her favorite activity is hiking in national parks. While out on the trails, she has plenty of time to conjure up irresistible characters and unique storylines for her next romantic suspense or sweet contemporary romance novel.

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5/19

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5/20

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5/22

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Guest Post: Author @CailinBriste talks about her new release…

Hi, I’m Cailin Briste, and I have big news to share. It Takes a Cat Burglar: A Thief in Love Romance is now available for sale at Amazon for $2.99 and in Kindle Unlimited for FREE.
It Takes a Cat Burglar: A Thief in Love Suspense Romance https://www.amazon.com/Cailin-Briste/e/B00GSX9QVW/
By Cailin Briste Add it on Goodreads

When Darcelle Lebeau throws off the invisible chains that keep her bound to her family, she discovers a new vocation. Tempted to enter the illegal playground of a man she nicknames Matou, she becomes a cat burglar in training. Deeply ensnared with each task he entices her to fulfill, she fails to discover his identity and true intentions.
Sebastian St. Croix, a wealthy businessman, has a dark side. He’s a thief, a cat burglar who steals art and historical objects. For one year, he trains Darcelle to become his assistant, remaining incognito, observing her from afar. His admiration grows along with his desire for her with every phase-one challenge she completes. Phase two will test the limits of his control. Hands-on personal training? Yes. Sex? No. With his sister’s happiness at stake, nothing, not even the tempting Darcelle Lebeau, can interfere with accomplishing the biggest break-in of his career.

Excerpt:
Darcelle’s reflection stared back at her from the solid mirror that covered the side of the Jepsen Building where she hung, suspended twelve hundred feet above the city sidewalk. Anger and determination filled the charcoal-gray eyes of her mirror image. Even as an infant, the darkness integral to her nature must have peered out of round, solemn baby eyes that weren’t the expected dark brown of her mother and father or the amber of her twin sister. No, she’d been born with eyes best described as a grayish mist. With each passing year, they’d grown darker. Someday they might rival the night sky that tonight was a wash of black pushed back by the ineffectual streetlights below and the pale serenity of a waning moon. The skull cap she wore covered the braids she’d used to tame her masses of kinky cinnamon curls.
No breeze stirred the night air, for which she was thankful. The micro-cable anchored to the sidewalk didn’t allow for much sway as the winch above pulled her higher. The noise of traffic wafted up like a soundtrack to another reality.
She swung a leg over the ledge surrounding the roof of the building. Sunrise was less than an hour away, but for now, the wealthy residents of the Jepsen slept below her, convinced that the security they spent thousands of credits on created an impenetrable barrier around them. She smirked, satisfied she was about to prove them wrong. The latest antiskimmer technology may prevent aircars from landing, but it didn’t keep out birds or, as in her case, people who avoided the domed security field by slipping under it at the edge of the building’s roof.
Security plans always had holes. Her day job at the Art et Antiquités Institut de la Sécurité was to close those she discovered in her client’s protection profiles, or at least render them too small to be exploited. Your average cat burglar couldn’t accomplish what she was attempting. The mirrored facade of the building resisted any attachments, so any of the standard slick surface anchors were worthless, as were the nonslip soles of her shoes. It was worse than trying to climb on ice.
Over the last year Darcelle had honed her skills to surpass those of the typical thief. The instructions she received before each job had included training exercises and detailed steps for committing each robbery. It was as though she was being mentored by a master thief, a man she’d never seen much less met or spoken with. Notes were his sole means of communication, written in a flowing script that was both masculine and artistic.
This was the most difficult assignment she’d received. She couldn’t land on the top of the building, she couldn’t climb the side, and attempting to penetrate through an entrance was equally impossible. Not a problem.
The surface of the roof was covered in fine-grain sand. She dropped from the ledge, squatting to avoid skidding and falling on her ass. The bands of her harness burned as though they were embedded in her skin. She snapped the releases and pulled the harness off, rubbing between her legs and over her lower butt cheeks. The painful part of this operation was over. She let the harness fall next to the winch. When the break-in was discovered, they’d find the hoist chem-sealed to the ledge of the Jepsen’s roof. Let the security guards figure that out. It hadn’t taken her long the previous night to use a gravity drone to slip it under the security field and drop it onto the ledge. The breakable containers filled with chems on the winch’s underside had smashed, allowing the contents to mix and bond the winch to the stone, and the hoist had been ready to use.
She turned, squinting across the roof at an aircar circling in the distance. Time to get indoors.

About Cailin:
Cailin has been writing fiction for six years and non-fiction for two decades. Her non-fiction work has been published in magazines and in a non-fiction anthology. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, the RWA Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal Chapter, and the RWA Passionate Ink Chapter.
Cailin likes to flip convention on its head, creating a universe in which each planet is a study in different what ifs. What would happen to alpha men on a matriarchal planet? How would society handle it if girls born on their new planet developed empathic senses?
She is currently writing the third book in her Sons of Tallav sci-fi erotic romance series. Shane: Marshal of Tallav and Maon: Marshal of Tallav were released in 2016 by Loose Id. She’s also working on a novella for an SFR Shooting Stars anthology tentatively title Educated by the Master.

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#New #Release #WholeAgain #disabilities #romance

I am proud to announce my newest book, Whole Again.

John Lawrence loved Vicki Masterson his entire life. They grew up together. But it wasn’t meant to be.

After John is disabled in Iraq, that couldn’t be more obvious. He struggles to start a new career while dealing with a prosthetic leg. Vicki recovers from divorce along with her own paralyzing self-doubt.

Enter “Growing Strong” Vicki’s grandmothers landscaping business and a new start for both of them. Can they can get over themselves and their own insecurities to build a life together?

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