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    Release Day + Excerpt + Giveaway // Two Bar Mitzvahs by Kat and Stone Bastion



    Summer heats up in this third book in the No Weddings Series, where Cade Michaelson strives to balance his and Hannah Martin’s new relationship with the growing demands of his financial success.

    Waiting for Hannah has been the best and worst kind of torture. Now I can claim her as mine. We believe we’re done with the past and can move forward together.

    Hannah grows stronger than ever as she trusts in me—trusts in us. And when obstacles appear, she shows a surprising fierceness that rivals my own.

    However, all is not perfect in paradise. Things get chaotic while I try to juggle multiple businesses, an ex from hell, and a girlfriend I’d do anything to keep. And in the middle of the whirlwind, I recklessly think I can handle everything.

    But when all the madness is over, will I have everything I want—will I still have Hannah?


    Scorching (explicit) sex scenes.
    Fire extinguisher highly recommended.


    Cade takes control in his bedroom…

    “Now, enough talk about what irritates both of us. Let’s shift the mood in here.”

    “Oh?” She tilted her head. “What mood are you going for?”

    I worked my way in between her knees, then pushed up, forcing her back on the bed. “Bad. My mood is getting very bad.”

    She collapsed back onto the center of the bed, her dark hair fanning around her head. “How bad?” On a deep inhale, she tugged her lower lip into her mouth with her teeth.

    I growled and dipped down, sucking her lip into my mouth. Then I slanted my head, kissing her hard. By the time I pulled away, she’d gone breathless. Her lips were red. Her eyes sparked with lust. “Hannah. I’m going to strip you naked and flip you into every position I’ve imagined while you innocently studied on my bed.”

    She sucked in a sharp breath. “Which positions?”

    I shook my head. “No. No itinerary.” Taking a deep breath, I pulled back and stood. I grabbed the front of my T-shirt and yanked it over my head. In the next few seconds, I popped open the buttons of my fly and shoved off my jeans.

    Hannah swept her gaze from my face, down my chest, to the erection jutting out toward her. “Beautiful,” she whispered.

    Primal. Blood thundered in my ears as I lunged forward.

    Her jaw dropped open as I stripped off her shorts and thong together. I crouched over her, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra with the flick of a finger and thumb. Then I clutched her top and bra and ripped them over her head before tossing them across the room.

    Eyes wide, she swallowed hard and scooted, rotating into a missionary position, head toward the pillows. I gripped her hips, flipped her over, and tugged her down.

    She gasped, face on the comforter, arms spread wide. But her hands clutched the fabric. And when I spread my palm across her ass cheek with a light touch, she let out a soft moan.

    Oh yeah. The anticipation amped her up. “You like this, Maestro?”

    A quick nod of her head.

    “What about this?” I smacked her ass.

    She sucked in a sharp breath, but that was it—no answer.

    It wasn’t a no. So I slapped her skin again, this time the other cheek, harder.

    The response I got was a groan as she exhaled.

    I smiled, rubbing skin that pinked right before my eyes. “You trust me, don’t you?”

    “Yes, Cade. I trust you.”

    Stretching my body over hers, I pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder blade. “Good. Then trust me to make you feel good.”

    For the first time in my bedroom, I didn’t need to reach for the condoms in my nightstand. We’d already established she was on birth control, and we’d both been safe (or in her case, infrequent) with our sexual encounters.

    I moved to the side and dragged my fingertips down her back before gently palming over her ass cheeks, one, then the other. The entire time, I gauged her reactions—when she took a deep breath, how long she exhaled. My fingers trailed lower, between her thighs, up into her cleft that had already become wet. Her responses grew hotter: gasps every time I surprised her with a touch to her clit, a fingertip pressing inside, lightly lifting; low moans on each exhale as I pressed and rubbed, finding out what she liked, how she needed it.

    I took my time. Pulled her to the brink. Balanced her there before shifting my touch. And as my teasing dragged on, her soft cries and moans grew louder.

    I stopped, resting my fingertip on her clit, another finger pausing its strokes inside of her. “Careful, Maestro. I’ll give you what you need, but unless you want the guys to have a ringside seat, you’ll need to keep it down.”

    She nodded and pulled the corner of a pillow toward her face. Then she squirmed her hips.

    “Ah, ah, ah. No grinding. I take you there.” Once she stilled, I began circling and stroking, slow, steady. With every muffled cry and moan, I brought her to the brink again, then kept her there. Teasing. Taunting.

    The No Weddings Series Release Dates

    No Weddings ~ Sep 8th
    One Funeral ~ Sep 29th
    Two Bar Mitzvahs ~ Oct 20th
    Three Christmases ~ Nov 17th

    Meet the Author

    Award-winning and bestselling romance author Kat Bastion has teamed up with her husband Stone Bastion to create the new contemporary romance series No Weddings.

    A few factoids about the writing team…

    Kat enjoys her chocolate rich and dark, her music edgy and soul-filling, and her vacations exotic with toes dug into the sand. And she’s wildly, madly, deeply in love with Stone.

    Stone likes pounding the trails on a mountain bike, vibrating the sound system with rock music, and down time spent on a stand up paddleboard. And he loves Kat wildly, madly, deeply…and then some.

    Together, they’re having a blast bringing fun-filled romantic stories to life and hope you’ll join them in the exciting adventure.

    Kat’s first published work, Utterly Loved, was a twentieth anniversary gift of love poems to Stone that they decided to share with the world to benefit charity. Net proceeds from Utterly Loved, and a portion of net proceeds from all their books, go toward charities involved in the fight against human trafficking.

    Kat and Stone live amid the beautiful Sonoran Desert of Arizona. Visit their blog at www.talktotheshoe.com, website atwww.katbastion.com, and their Twitter accounts athttps://twitter.com/KatBastion and https://twitter.com/StoneBastion for more information.

    Keep informed about new releases by joining their Email Subscription list.


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    NO WEDDINGS on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | iBooks

    ONE FUNERAL on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | iBooks
    TWO BAR MIZTVAHS on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | iBooks
    THREE CHRISTMASES on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | iBooks

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    Blog Tour + Review + Giveaway // Left Behind by Vi Keeland and Dylan Scott


    Two stories so deeply intertwined, you’ll think you know how they intersect…but you’ll be wrong….

    Zack Martin

    The day I met Emily Bennett my whole world changed. Sure, we were just kids, but I was old enough to know my life would never be the same. She was my best friend. My destiny. My fate. I wasn’t wrong…I just didn’t know how twisted fate could be.

    Nikki Fallon

    After the death of my mother, moving from my dark and dreary trailer park to sunny California, I was focused on one thing – finding a sister I’d only just learned existed. Falling in love with him wasn’t part of the plan. But he filled a void I never knew was possible to fill. He had to be my fate. My destiny. Until the day I finally found out who my sister was…and how twisted fate could be.


    Vi Keeland is no stranger to me, I am such a fan of her MMA Fighter series, so I excited when I came across Left Behind. After reading this one, Vi Keeland and Dylan Scott make such a great team in the writing world. And this book is an awesome addition to the YA romance genre.

    I loved the development of Nikki throughout the book, she is such a strong character. She spent her moving from one place to the next, all while taking care of her mom. When her mom passes, her world is shifted. Thinking that she really has no one left and possibly moving to a foster home because she’s not of age, she finds out that she has an aunt and sister in California.

    And there’s Zack, finding his best friend and love at the young age of nine years old. Shoot forward eight years and they’re still inseparable. But with time, things have changed and a time where words were exchanged and lives altered forever.

    A bit of silence and a run around a track brings Nikki and Zack together. And from there, the rest is history. Their stories unravel little by little and secrets are revealed. Once the truth is out will it bring them closer or drive them apart?

    There are so many elements to love about this book, the characters, the dialogue, the storyline, and I was so thankful that there wasn’t too much angst! Zack and Nikki have their own hard issues to work. And how often do you get a male character that doesn’t sleep with everyone under the sun. He’s a sweet and very caring guy. And I loved his post-it notes, you’ll see what I’m talking about when you read this one. Zack, you’re just a keeper.

    Nikki – she has lived a tough and it’s really easy to sympathize with her, I teared up a little bit here and there for her. Learning that you have an aunt and sister after your mom passes, talk about emotional overload. It’s all overwhelming, but she remained strong.

    To me, this story is easy to relate to. They’ve suffered loss and had to find hope, all while finding love as well. To be young and in love, I’d definitely love to see another story with them, maybe eight years later, but that’s just me! It’s an emotional book that’ll give you all the feels, extremely well written and it flowed really well. It was hard for me to put down because each page keeps begging you to read on to see what happens next.

    This one is a winner!

    MY RATING // 4.5 STARS

    Meet the Authors

    Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

    Dylan Scott is a New York trial attorney, wife and mother of four. She believes her job as a trial attorney is a subcategory to the field of entertainment more than law. With a Bachelor’s Degree in English Literature she believed teaching English was a destined career choice until she realized her life long talent of “argument” could actually be her job. A recent, fairly boring, midlife crisis resulted in a brief stint as a middle school English teacher which confirmed that she wasn’t ready to give up the law. Dylan has also taught legal courses at the college level and worked with at-risk inner city youth in the roles of mentor and coach. She is co-author Vi Keeland’s biggest fan.


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    Book Blitz + Giveaway // Dead New World by Ryan Hill

    Dead New World by Ryan Hill
    Published by: Curiosity Quills Press
    Publication date: October 13th 2014
    Genres: Dystopia, Young Adult, Zombies


    Zombies aren’t mindless anymore.

    Before the world fell into chaos, the undead existed only in the imagination. Now, more of them walk the earth than living. Zombies move about freely, while humans entomb themselves inside concrete barricades to stay alive.

    All that, while the leader of a powerful cult – known only as Reverend – becomes the next threat to the rebuilding United States. Believing zombies to be God’s latest creation, making humanity obsolete, he wants to give every man, woman, and child the chance to become one. With his combined army of humans and zombies, he may well get his wish.

    Best friends Holt and Ambrose went up against the Reverend once. Holt lost a foot and a zombie bit Ambrose…though he survived the virus, only to become a human-zombie hybrid, reviled by the living and unwelcome among the dead. When the Reverend kidnaps the woman Holt loves, the race is on to save her from a fate worse than death.


    “Everyone save a bullet for yourselves.” Ambrose handed Ollie his pistol, giving him two to use. I pulled my own handgun out.
    Despite the presence of the Reverend, or because of it, the zombies continued their pursuit. They were almost within fifty feet of what remained of our squad, and Ambrose was the only one still shooting.
    “Ollie, build us a fire,” Ambrose said over his gunshots.
    Ollie dove into his backpack and pulled out a firewall. He tore the plastic tube open and removed several feet of a putty-like substance. Stretching it out with his hands, he made a circle around us. He lit a match and tossed it at the firewall, igniting it.
    The putty burst into a five-foot high flame that surrounded us. Zombies hated fire. They wouldn’t come anywhere near it. The firewall slowed the dead meat down, and we unloaded the rest of our ammunition into their heads, one by one. But we didn’t even make a dent; every time we killed one of them, two more appeared in its place.
    “I’m out.” Ambrose dropped his M16.
    “Out.” Ollie threw the two pistols to the ground.
    “Down to one,” I said.
    Ambrose and Ollie looked at me, surprised.
    “You said to save one for ourselves.”
    My friend laughed. The firewall kept the horde at bay, but it would only last so long. It was already losing strength. Once it died out, so would we.
    The zombies’ red eyes got close enough to see. I hated those red eyes. Always did.
    Ambrose pulled out a flare gun and fired it into the air. A last gasp effort for help. “Somebody’s got to see it. They’ve got to.”
    “Are we close enough to Fort Bragg for anyone to see it?” I glanced at Ambrose.
    He shook his head. “I hope so.” His face turned pale. Not that he could be blamed for being afraid at a time like this. If shock and adrenaline didn’t currently control my body, I’d have wet myself. Actually, for all I knew, I did wet myself.
    I took off my helmet and put the pistol’s barrel against my temple. “You two make a run for it. They won’t take me alive.” More than anything, I wanted them to get away. Somebody needed to survive.
    “He’s right. If he wants us to go, let’s go.” Ollie appeared more than ready to jump through the firewall and make a run for it.
    Ambrose refused to listen to reason. “We’re not leaving him.”
    “You want to be a hero, do it on your own time.” Ollie dashed through the firewall, leaving us alone.
    “Go with him,” I said. “Please.”
    Ambrose shook his head. “Give it up. I’m not going anywhere without you.”
    Ollie let out a blood-curdling scream.
    I turned my head, trying to get a glimpse of him, but the fire blocked my line of sight. Once the pained sounds coming from his voice faded away, Ambrose and I stared at each other. We were next. The zombies stood on the other side of the dying firewall. These were some brave corpses, standing so close to the fire. They could easily step over it.
    What were they waiting for?

    Meet the Author

    Growing up, Ryan Hill used to spend his time reading and writing instead of doing homework. This resulted in an obsession with becoming a writer, but also a gross incompetence in the fields of science and mathematics. A graduate of North Carolina State University, Ryan has been a film critic for over five years. He lives in Raleigh, NC, with his dog/shadow Maggie. Ryan also feels strange about referring to himself in the third person.