Saturday, July 20, 2019

Nine Cocktails by J.V. Speyer Blitz & Giveaway



Nine Cocktails 
J.V. Speyer 
Publication date: July 20th 2019
Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance, Suspense

Boston detective and Army vet Abby Morgan got into police work because she wanted to help people, but it seems she only gets to show up after they’re past helping. When a man is murdered outside popular cocktail bar The Gin Barrel, she finds a case that isn’t quite so cut and dry as it seems – and a bartender who arouses more than just her protective instincts.
Paige Lim knows, as soon as she finds out about the body outside her bar, who the killer is. She also knows the police won’t do anything about it. They never took it seriously before, why would they start now? The pretty detective seems sincere, but Paige knows there is a whole system set up to make sure she’ll never be safe – and neither will anyone in her orbit.
Abby is determined not to let the system fail Paige again, but getting the proof they need to arrest the killer is going to take ingenuity and risk. Can they catch a murderer before he kills again?
EXCERPT:
“‘I’ve served my country with my body, now I want to serve my country with my art.’” Abby turned away. “Have you ever heard such pseudo-patriotic nonsense in your life? At these prices the dude isn’t looking to serve his country. He’s looking to serve himself.” She rubbed her temples. “Ugh. I get they have to eat and pay rent and all that. I do. And I’m not a hundred percent sure why that mission statement rubs me so much the wrong way. But it does, so here we are.”
Mark laughed and lifted his head from his computer. “I think it’s probably got something to do with his prior relationship to pretty miss Paige.” He wagged his eyebrows. “I dug into Manda’s stalker. She did not involve the police. She has four brothers, all of whom play hockey. They figured out what was going on and put the guy in the hospital. He had the gall to try to press charges while admitting he was trying to claim his ‘property.’ The DA, needless to say, was not amused.”
Abby tried not to laugh. She was a cop. Vigilantism wasn’t supposed to be funny, not to her. And a case like this only came up because Abby and the system she supported didn’t do their jobs. At the same time, she had to laugh at the stupidity of a stalker who thought he could get away with it when the victim had an active, involved family armed with big clubs. “I can’t imagine she would have been.”
“So it looks like we’re circling back to Paige.” Mark laced his fingers in front of him. “Not that she’s likely to have been able to do it. You’re right. I took a look through the autopsy report while you were digging into her ex. I don’t know a lot of people, of any gender, who would have the upper body strength to strike that kind of blow from that angle without some kind of struggle.”
Abby nodded. “But our boy here, he was in the army. Who knows what kind of training he got, and whether or not he keeps up with it?”
“True. Some of these guys like the physique they came back with and work hard to keep it up.” He rubbed his belly. “Me, I’m not a fan of the six pack abs myself. I wanted to forget the army as soon as I got my discharge paperwork. But hey, more power to them. The thing is, going into the service should have helped him move on from Paige. That’s a huge hole in our theory right there.”
“Not necessarily.” Abby tapped her jaw. “The guy’s obsessed. Stalkers are. It’s a sickness. Going off and getting a bad haircut isn’t going to help.”
“Hey!”
“Oh, don’t you forget, I was there too, buddy.” Abby laughed. “I know just how bad those haircuts are. At any rate, that’s up to the DA. We should dig into Jack a little farther. The murder was related to one of the women at The Gin Barrel, and right now he’s our best bet.”
“Agreed. I’ll look into Private First Class Stalky McStalkerson. Why don’t you go pay Paige a visit and see what else she might have to say?”
Abby’s cheeks burned. She cursed the pale skin that made her embarrassment so visible. “Are you just trying to give me a chance to go see her again?”
“Maybe.” Mark raised his eyebrows. “I’d never suggest you go flirt with a witness or anything. But I do think you’ll have an easier time getting answers out of her than a man will.”
Abby couldn’t be so sure about that one. She’d barely avoided shooting herself in the foot with questions about stalkers. She didn’t point that out, though. She didn’t want to make herself look any more incompetent than she was.
And she couldn’t deny she wanted to see Paige again.


Author Bio:
J. V. Speyer has lived in upstate New York and rural Catalonia before settling in the greater Boston area. She has worked in archaeology, security, accountancy, finance, and non-profit management. She currently lives just south of Boston in a house old enough to remember when her town was a tavern community with a farming problem. (No, really. John Adams complained about it. A lot.)
When not writing, J. V. enjoys watching baseball and seeking out all of New England’s creepiest spots. Her Spawn has turned her into a hockey enthusiast. She can be bribed with gin, tequila, and cats.

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Release Tour To Have and To Hold by Heidi Renee Mason

Title: To Have and To Hold
Series: The Vows Trilogy Book 1
Author: Heidi Renee Mason
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 20, 2019 Cover Design: Soxsational Cover Art Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
After the death of her husband, single mom Emma McCoy has given up on love. When the mysterious Liam O’Reilly shows up in town, Emma does her best to keep her distance. What Emma doesn’t know is that Liam is connected to her past in a way that she could never imagine, and it will put her future in jeopardy.
In the small town of Beckland, Ohio, danger is the last thing that Emma expects, but since Liam’s arrival, danger is waiting around every corner.
Book 1 of 3 in Heidi Renee Mason’s romantic suspense trilogy, The Vows. This is not a stand-alone romance.
Moving as quickly as a woman seven months pregnant is capable of moving, Emma McCoy headed to the front door of her house. The loud knocking had awakened her from her afternoon nap. Emma yawned, trying to appear awake. She didn’t remember being this exhausted during her other pregnancies. This time, she could barely stay awake during the day.
“I’ll be right there!” Emma called toward the general direction of the front door.
Emma wondered who it could be. Her best friend, Sadie, never knocked, and her husband, Jacob, was out of town on business. Her parents wouldn’t have bothered knocking, knowing that she would be resting while the girls napped.
Emma opened the door and was startled to see two policemen. Fear immediately crept up inside of her chest and nearly stole her breath away. Her first thought was that something was wrong with her parents. She prayed that the policemen were at the wrong address, but a feeling deep inside of her gut said that they were not.
“Can I help you?” Emma’s heart raced inside of her chest. She willed herself to be calm.
“Mrs. McCoy,” said the male officer. “Can we come inside, please?”
“Of course;” Emma led them through the dining room and into her living room. She offered them a seat, but refused to take one herself. As the officers gathered their thoughts, Emma paced the living room floor.  “Someone please tell me what’s going on.”
“Mrs. McCoy, please sit down,” said the female officer. “We need you to stay calm. You’re pregnant; you can’t get so worked up.”
Emma sat awkwardly in the antique rocking chair that had been in her family for generations. Her parents had gifted it to her when she gave birth to her oldest daughter. She remembered that her mother told her that it would be perfect for rocking her daughter to sleep in it, and she was right. Emma ran her hands across the aged wood, thinking absently of her children, who were upstairs napping. Her palms were damp and her heart was racing. She tried to slow her breathing, but it was no use. She felt the need to vomit.
“Someone please tell me what’s wrong. I know something is wrong,” Emma looked directly at the officers, demanding answers. “Is it my parents?”
“Mrs. McCoy, there’s been an accident. Your husband’s plane went down while it was descending into Canada. The authorities have searched, but there were no survivors.” The female officer looked intently at Emma, gauging her reaction. “I am so sorry to bring you this news.”
“What do you mean? There must be some mistake. Jacob wasn’t even going to Canada. He’s in California on business.” Emma breathed a sigh of relief as she realized that the officers were mistaken.
“Look, I know this is a shock, Mrs. McCoy, but it has been confirmed. The passenger on the plane to Canada was your husband. We have copies of his plane ticket and his passport. He’s on the airport video surveillance. He boarded the plane with another passenger, a woman named Veronica Smith. Do you know her?” Both officers looked at one another before shifting their gazes toward Emma.
“Veronica Smith is our neighbor. She told me that she was going to Pennsylvania to visit her family. Why were Jacob and Veronica on the plane together?”  Emma’s hands began to shake. “I don’t understand. Jacob was going to California, not Canada.” A million questions filled her mind.
She sat completely still for a moment as she tried to wrap her brain around the information. The small, nagging voice had plagued her for the past year, but suddenly it was screaming. She was stupid for not listening sooner. She had always been suspicious of Jacob and Veronica, but she convinced herself that it was paranoia.  Jacob told her that she was emotional because of the pregnancy, so she pushed aside the nagging suspicion in order to keep the peace in her marriage.
Every image that she had ignored paraded through her mind. She remembered all of the times when she accused her husband of being too friendly with their lovely neighbor. With every accusation, Jacob would become incensed with anger. Emma would always back off in an effort to avoid a confrontation. 
Unable to ignore them anymore, each of the images came crashing down on her. She saw Jacob helping the beautiful Veronica trim the hedge between the houses. She saw them laughing together over a shared joke. She thought of Jacob’s insistence that he was “just being neighborly.”  She recalled the way that her husband had placed his hand on the small of Veronica’s back in a way that was too familiar for Emma’s comfort. It was all too much to take in. She had been right all along, and now she was playing the part of the clueless wife.
The room began to spin. Emma felt faint. Jacob was having an affair with Veronica and they were both dead. She was alone, with two little girls and another on the way. Emma tried to stand, but her legs wouldn’t support her. The officers caught Emma as her body gave way and she slipped into oblivion.
Heidi Renee Mason is an Ohio girl transplanted into the Pacific Northwest. She is a homeschooling mom of three daughters, wife of one mail man, and a people-watching introvert who can be found hiding in the nearest corner. She is an Amazon best-selling author, and writer of your next happily ever after.
Visit my publishers at www.solsticepublishing.com and www.hottreepublishing.com!
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Friday, July 19, 2019

Release Tour for Reese by Cory Cyr

Title: Reese
Series: War & Piece Chronicles #3
Author: Cory Cyr
Genre: Older Woman/Younger Man Romance 18+
Release Date: July 19, 2019
Reese Hunter, often dubbed the “nice” one among his best friends, has given up on ever finding his happily ever after. After several failed attempts at love, he’s decided to focus his energy on the business of VIP—and having multiple sex partners. Having been a successful trainer for years, at only twenty-six, he’s forced to take the reins and become the boss. Almost two years later, he still expects Harriet the Hun, the tyrant partner from hell, to arrive and set his ideal world ablaze. But the normally even-tempered, fun-loving man has changed. And when Harriet finally arrives, she is met with a very hostile environment.
Harriet “Harry” Wellington has been berating men for years while she’s climbed the rungs of the business ladder. At forty, this British billionaire and single mother has decided to personally check in on the one company in which she can’t seem to control the men. When she faces the gorgeous and very elusive Reese, she has met her match. The rift between them runs deep—until she almost drowns and he saves her life. This single deed turns their rivalry into a friendship that becomes physical, leaving both baffled and in denial. As tensions begin to lessen and their war of wills bends toward passion, what began as adversarial quickly evolves into something much more than they ever bargained for.
  
 
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