Blog Tour & Giveaway for Truck Stop Tryst By Krissy Daniels

Title: Truck Stop Tryst 

Author: Krissy Daniels 

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense 

Release Date: July 11, 2017 

Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

Aida Voltolini. Mob princess with a knife fetish. Pregnant heir to a deadly throne. I couldn’t resist her laugh. I was defenseless against those damn doe eyes. I meant to stay away. But then… she kissed me. Tucker Slade. Country boy with a heart of gold. A beautiful distraction with a dark secret. He was only meant to be a tryst. But then… that kiss. Oh, that kiss.

“I think this friendship thing is going to be fun.” Aida laughed, dabbing antibacterial goo on my lip with a cotton swab. I’d never seen her so animated. It was inspiring, in a perverted way, listening to her babble about dicing onions and slicing skinheads, like they were normal, everyday tasks. “Think I’ll need stitches?” I managed to mumble through my swollen lip. I was seated on her bathroom toilet. Aida scooted between my knees, cupped my jaw and tilted my head up, inspecting the wound below my eye. “It’s iffy. If you don’t mind a kick-ass scar on your pretty mug, I’d say, no, it’s not necessary.” Still holding my face, she studied my mouth. “It’ll scar either way, but your call. It’s clean. I’ve got skin adhesive we could use.” It was hard to focus with her breasts in my face. I dug my nails into my thighs to keep from wrapping my arms around her hips and pulling her closer. “Do what you gotta do, Doc,” I mumbled. She stared down at me with those enormous brown eyes, and swear to Christ, she wanted to kiss me. I wanted her to kiss me. I wanted to taste those lips she’d been licking and biting for the past fifteen minutes. A lip-lock would’ve hurt like hell in my current physical condition, so instead I asked, “Do I want to know why you have skin adhesive at your disposal?” To which she replied, “No.” “You’re good at this.” “What?” she asked, eyes squinty, focused on my face. “Taking care of wounds. You’ve done this a lot?” “More times than I care to count.” “Because you dated fighters?” She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Because I’m the daughter of a gangster. There,” she said, stepping back to inspect her work, “good as new. Now, let’s get some ice on that lip, shall we?”

 

Aside from being an author, Krissy is an avid reader with an unhealthy obsession for dark and dirty romance. She lives in Seattle with her husband, children, and too many four-legged, furry monsters. The only thing she loves more than curling up with a steamy romance novel is cozying up to her desk and writing her own sexy adventures to share with others.

Truck Stop Tango

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Truck Stop Tango by Krissy Daniels Release Blitz & Giveaway

Book Title: Truck Stop Tango 

Author: Krissy Daniels 

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense 

Release Date: February 7, 2017 

Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Six years ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life.

I betrayed Slade Mason. Then disappeared.

I’m home now. And I want her back.

Trouble is, she’s lying. Keeping secrets. Pushing me away.

What she doesn’t know is that not even her deception could make me leave her again.

Five years ago, I made the toughest decision of my life.

I did the unthinkable. Then covered my crime.

Now, Tango Rossi is back. And I want him more than ever.

Problem is, he wants answers I can’t give.

What he doesn’t realize is that his betrayal is the very reason we can never be together.

"You could be a family," Tucker stated, crossing beefy arms across his chest.

A furnace lit behind my cheekbones. I jammed my index finger into his shoulder, to make him listen, to take out my frustration, hell, I don't know. Maybe I needed to vent. "No. No. No. He hates me. He has his life, his fancy house, and now he has Rocky. There is no scenario, no possible outcome to this shitty soap opera where I come out the winner."

"Winner of what?" Tango asked, sauntering toward us, wiping his bare chest with a towel. His grin faded when he noticed my scowl. It took tremendous will power to keep my gaze fixed above his chin. I would not look at his ridiculous abs. I would not.

"Nothing," I groaned, throwing my arms in the air. I turned to retreat up the stairs, hoping to unleash the tempest of frustration and anger on my pillow, or some unfolded laundry. I stopped before stepping on the wet paint, growled my disapproval, and headed for the downstairs bathroom instead. "And put on a damn shirt," I yelled before slamming the door behind me.

"What's wrong with Mommy?" I heard Rocky ask.

I reached behind me and pushed the lock.

What was wrong with me? Well, that was a no-brainer. I was breaking, despite having convinced myself I would survive this whole nightmare. I loved Tango. I loved him so deep, and his parts were so tangled with mine that uprooting any bit of him would tear me apart from the core. I was headed toward unavoidable demise.

I plopped my ass on the toilet and cried. Angry tears. Ugly, face-contorting, giant, burning tears. I reached over and turned on the ancient, squeaky bathroom fan so nobody could hear my sobs.

I had to get this ridiculous, fanciful hope out of my system. Tango would never be mine. The fates made that perfectly clear. I needed to grow the fuck up and let him go. I could do this. Or at least pretend. I'd faked it for the past six years. What was sixty or seventy more?

I was damn lucky to be sitting on my toilet and not in a jail cell. I could focus on my freedom. Be grateful that I could still call Rocky my son. I'd given Tango his child. He'd granted me immunity—from the lies, fear, guilt, and constant uncertainty.

Krissy is a full time writer, avid reader, and lover of dark and dirty romance.

Her childhood was filled with adventure that fueled an overactive imagination and ignited a passion for storytelling. Whether it be dolls or running free through the wooded areas surrounding her home, playtime always included a tormented villain, a damsel in distress, and a larger than life hero.

Krissy lives in Seattle with her husband, children, and too many four-legged, furry monsters. The only thing she loves more than curling up with a steamy romance novel is cozying up to her desk and writing her own sexy adventures to share with others.

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