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Blog Tour: Scott Jenkin’s Road to Wonderland by Charlie M Matthews

Blog Tour 1st September – 5th September

Day 5 features Scott Jenkins

Book: Scott Jenkin’s Road to Wonderland

Author: Charlie M Matthews
Genre: New Adult
Releases 16th October
Synopsis:

Scott Jenkins is charming, smooth, full of ambition and he has plans. Plans that don’t involve being a 19-year-old builder, working long hours at his father’s construction company, hauling wheelbarrows or stacking bricks in an underpaid job. But as with most things in Scott’s world, the dreams and ambitions he has set himself never really go to plan.

When Scott’s best mate, Ethan Walker, hits rock bottom, everything changes overnight. After years of trying to figure out his purpose in life, he now knows what he has to do, and more importantly, who he has to save. Tiptoeing on the outskirts of a world filled with drugs and violence, Scott ends up walking down roads he never even knew existed. What was once a simple life, suddenly seems incredibly complicated – especially with the arrival of a forbidden love who is determined to make things even more difficult for him.

Follow Scott on his journey to Wonderland, where friendships are tested, relationships are destroyed and a dangerous woman leaves the guy who once thought he knew exactly, what he wanted, in the pits of despair.

Road to Wonderland Series book 5 (all books are standalone reads)
Author Bio:

Charlie M Matthews is a hopeless romantic, lost in her own world of fairytales and adventures. A lover of art and painting, she’d happily hang up her everyday clothes in exchange for a paint smudged shirt. In the confines of her attic room, she is able to create a world that is unlike no other. Mixing fantasy and fiction to generate a piece of work that she could lose herself in.

Charlie is a mum of three, living on the outskirts of Oxfordshire. Born and raised in Reading, she switched the bright lights and traffic jams for a quiet life in the sticks a little over 5 years ago. Between school runs and generally just being a mum, you’ll most likely find Charlie at the local hair spa. Flipping through magazines sporting the latest colour craze, or mixing colours and arranging up-do’s, sparking her creative side.

With her wild imagination and passion for reading, Charlie stumbled upon a new love.

Writing…

What started as a distraction from the crazy thing that is ‘life’, soon became all too real. She no longer dreamt, about the day her words would be published for all to see because that day was finally happening. 

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Available as ebooks and paperbacks
The Road to Wonderland Series:

  Izzy @ Amazon US    Paris @ Amazon US     Ethan @ Amazon US

   Izzy @ Amazon UK   Paris @ Amazon UK    Ethan @ Amazon UK

 

    

 

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LJ Stock interviews Charlie M Matthews
LJS: Slipping into the interview room with a six pack of beers and a pen in my ponytail, I hop over the back of the sofa and grin at the lovely lady thats smiling at me. I’ve been thinking long and hard about the questions I want to ask her about her and her writing, and as I hand her a beer and pull my legs up under me, I offer the neck of the bottle in a small toast.
“Hiya Charlie Bear. Absolutely brilliant to see you. You ready for the hard hitting questions?”
CMM: *What was I thinking allowing this interview to take place in this madhouse? I’d bribed the sproggs with surprise eggs and haribos on the condition they behaved. I only hope LJ is ready for this…
Slumping my back against the chair, I blow out a breath and idly run my hands over the table that is currently covered in ickle fingerprints and forgotten paint splodges.
As the dainty footsteps near, and LJ’s perdie face pops into view, I give the bin-lids a final warning glare before I throw on a dazzling smile.
I can’t help but admire the beer as she hands over a bottle and we clink in a toast like manner*
Laughing, I give her the eye  “That depends.. Are you going to go easy on me?”
LJS: Grins at her cheesily. “Me? Never…Okay so that’s a lie, but we’ll see how this goes.”
Shifting in my seat I pull the pen from my hair and magic a notebook from the ether.
“Okay, let’s get started. You’re a mother to three beautiful kids, and you work, quite a bit recently, too. When do you find the time to write?”
CMM: “Honestly? It has been really tough, but as with everything in life, you have to work for it.”
“Every spare second I have, which isn’t much, I throw into writing. With Scott’s novel, I knew I had to get it done and it would never get easier. But don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed every second of it. The good and bad.” Nods and smiles.
LJS: “What would be your perfect writing conditions if you could steal a good couple of hours to put the proverbial pen to paper, where, when and how would that be?”
Watches a couple kids tear past giggling.
CMM: Chucks a few naughty treats on the rug in the hopes they’ll behave.
“Well… I picture quiet fields with freshly sprung daffodils. Birds singing the willow trees and no kids! Definitely no kids.” Chuckles.
“The sky would be as blue as the ocean on a clear summers day. Serene and peaceful.
Not very original, huh?”
LJS: Giggles and lifts eyebrows. “I think it’s perfect. I think everyone has their own personal idea of perfect conditions and at the end of the day that’s what matters most. I can actually see you sat there quite happily with a cooler filled with beer and we’d have you there for longer.
When did you start writing? And when did the true bug bite you? Do you have anything planned beyond the wonderland series?”
CMM: “Oh, they’re would definitely be beer” Nods.
“I’ve always enjoyed writing. As a kid, I would write tons of short stories and give them to my parents on their birthdays, anniversaries, etc.. It was just something that seemed to flow naturally to me.”
“Ya know? I think they still have them in the loft somewhere” Cringing, I  take a swig of beer and shake my head.
“Anyway, it seemed to fade away as I grew older. Partying and boozing it up down the local had become my life. I was a right tearaway, just ask my mum. Actually.. don’t.” Chuck’s head back on a laugh before continuing.
“It wasn’t really until I discovered Twitter that I realised how much I had missed it. Then came Wonderland..” Goes all starry eyed n stuff.
“The storylines they produced were so touching and real that it was hard not to fall in love with them. They brought me into their little world and here I am, about to release my first novel.” Squeals and claps hands.
“Do I have any plans beyond Wonderland?” Tilts bottle to lips and pauses…
“Honestly?  I haven’t really thought that far ahead. Scott’s novel is so important to me and getting it right, and out there, is all I can see right now. But… I do have a love for paranormal romances. I would definitely like to try my hand at one myself. I have the whole story planned out up here,” taps head with bottle and grins. “But for now, it’s just Scott.”
LJS: “Paranormal romance and urban fantasy’s are a few of my favorite things too! It’s funny how some things can just penetrate soul deep and inspire you isn’t it? Okay,” shuffles on seat and bites lip. “Now for a question I’ve managed to avoid thus far, so I’m going to torture you with it. You’re obviously writing from a man’s perspective, and you do it very naturally and believably. How did you get into a male perspective? Where do you draw your inspiration from?”
CMM: “I agree. It’s a world full of endless possibilities. A lot like Wonderland” Does a Cheshire Cat grin and pops another bottle open.
“I absolutely adore the male species. Everything about them intrigues me. I obviously know how the female mind works so it’s easier to tell a story from that perspective. However, as a dude? I’m not so sure.” Laughs. “I’m not gonna lie and say it’s been easy. It really hasn’t, but you’re right. I do feel it has come naturally to me, in a sense, I feel like it’s the inner tomboy in me crying out to be heard.”
“On a not so serious note. There was a time last year where I happened to be writing a scene which involved a sexual act being performed. I was at a loss because I seriously had no clue how a man would feel in that situation.”
“It was a long day full of spa treatments followed by a few bottles of the bubbly kind. A meal at a nice restaurant seemed like a good idea. I was piss drunk by this stage. Wobbling around in my converse, not really knowing which way was which. Anyway..,” wafts hand. “To cut a long story short, I decided it was a great idea to ask the hot chef what it felt like to receive a blow job. Let’s just say, his cheeks weren’t pink from the hot stove he’d been slaving over all night.” Covers face with hands and groans at the memory.
“Really, if there is something that I am unsure of and need a male perspective on, I’ll ask. It doesn’t matter who. Brother, uncle, the homeless dude outside McDonalds, I do however, draw the line at asking Daddy. I don’t need to know that information!” Shivers.
“I also like to watch men. That sounds freaky right? Not in the stalker kinda way, though. Unless of course, it’s Paul Wesley. In that case I would happily stalk his fine behind.”
“Did I go off topic?” *shifty eyes*
LJS: I’m laughing along with her at this point, a little giddily actually because I know just what she means. “Okay, that being said, do you find it easier to write from a male, or female perspective?”
CMM: “That’s an easy one. Male. Definitely male. I’ve never been any good at showing my emotions. You would never be able to look at me and say, “I know exactly what you’re thinking.” I’ve always been the same. With a female it’s different, most tend to show a lot of emotions, whereas the women that are like me, aren’t so great with that. I’m not saying it’s bad thing either way, but with a dude I find it a lot easier. They’ll tell you exactly how they feel. In my experience anyway. I’m not saying there aren’t men out there like me. I’m positive there are. I just.. I don’t know. Find it easier to express the feelings I need to from a man’s pov.”
“Does that make sense, Wee? It’s hard to explain”
LJS: “It actually makes perfect sense. I think you did an amazing job at explaining it. It can be quite liberating to just say it like it is with a good couple of expletives thrown in and not being judged for it.” Grinning, I look down at the notebook and back up with a bright smile. “Ooh we’re onto the more personal part of this interview. If you could do anything in the world as an occupation, if you could join that ridiculously low percentage of people who enjoy their jobs, what would you do, and why?”
CMM: “As you know, I have recently joined a hair salon in Oxford. I am having the most amazing time learning and testing my limits that I really couldn’t see myself doing anything else. Growing up, I had always wanted to be a make-up artist and so I guess I did kinda stick to that type of profession in some way.” Smiles proudly and a big gulp.
LJS: “I never knew that! Were you scared when you started? I know a lot of women are… protective of their hair. It has to be intimidating to have a pair of scissors in your hand.”
CMM: “I was literally petrified!” Blows out a breath and sinks back in chair. “As you so quite rightly said.. Us woman are so protective of our hair. Having said that, finding ways to improve their look, whether it’s a colour change or a restyle, that feeling of satisfaction when they leave the salon on a high is the most amazing feeling. Knowing that you’ve made them feel that way gives you the warm and fuzzies. I was given my first pair of scissors a few months back and have done a fair few cuts already. I remember my first cut took me about two hours because I had a constant shake on” Laughs loudly and shakes head at memory. “I actually did my first bob the other night which was amazing. Scary. But amazing.” Beams proudly.
LJS: “That’s epic! I am so proud of you!! You took to it like a duck to water too.” Gives her an epic grin. “You’re one of the lucky ones. That’s for sure. Now a couple fun questions and I will leave you be for the evening.” winks. “Give me a couple songs that would have you dancing around in your kitchen? You know the ones that you can’t sit still with if you tried.”
CMM:  “Naaaaw. Spanks muchly” Tucks hair behind ear.
“Songs? Ooh, that’s a tricky one because I love everything. Literally. EVERYTHING!!
A few off the top of my head.
California Gurls by Katy Perry. Gotta love a bit of cheeeeeeeeese.
Waiting All Night, by Rudimental. And we all know why.. *winks*
Ooh, and Church by T. Pain
LJS: “Rudimental always has me dancing.” Grins. “Okay. You’re stuck on a desert island. Shipwrecked, just because it works better in the image in my head.” Taps temple and laughs. “You managed to grab a waterproof bag and shove a couple things inside before ship went down. What do you grab?”
CMM: Clucks tongue to cheek. “That’s a trick question, right? A bottle of corona and ibuprofen, cause it only takes one bottle to get me tiddly and suffer from a two day hangover from hell” Laughs..
LJS: “Lightweight.” Snorts and grins again. “Last question. You get to sit down to dinner with a dead celebrity, or someone historically relevant but no longer with us. Who would it be, and what would be the one question you would want answered?
CMM: Henry VIII, because I’m a history freak.
The question I would have to ask is this..
Are you going to divorce me, behead me, or will I live to see another day?
LJS: “This has been amazing and I love the answer to your last question. The Tudors have always been some of the most interesting people. Can you imagine?” Laughs and polishes off the bottle I’m drinking. “You have been amazing! Thanks so much for tolerating my irrational and strange questions. I do feel like I know you better though! Do you have any last words? And not in the Henry VIII kinda way either.” Laughs.
CMM: “Bahahahahaha. I do have one question that I have been dying to know since Without Mercy came out. Do you plan on writing another?”
LJS: Grinning and tapping my nose, I can’t help the inevitable nod. “Absolutely. Their story isn’t over yet, not by a long shot. It’s just the when.”
Standing up and stretching out my legs, I grab Charlie by the chops and gives her a kiss on each and one on the nose. “Thank you so much for this. You’re awesome and I’ve had a blast! Now lets get some music on and let the dancing commence!”

 

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Released! Not Just ANOTHER Romance by Lisa Suzanne

Title: Not Just Another Romance Novel
Author: Lisa Suzanne
Genre: New Adult/Romantic Comedy
 Release Date: August 27, 2015

 

Blurb

Is it really wrong to have more than one boyfriend?I brought a new one into my bed almost every night.

From conference rooms to broom closets, I escaped reality with my leading men. Okay, so they were fictional book boyfriends.

In reality I should have been concentrating on classes while I looked for a living, breathing man to help me achieve my romantic fantasies. It was a friend who suggested combining my passions for romance novels and psychology to generate my Master’s thesis research topic: Does the modern day romance novel leading man create unrealistic expectations for a prolonged adult relationship?

To find out, I’d run a social experiment. I’d be the constant. The variables would be my leading men. I’d date every stereotype in the books, from billionaires to bad boys, rock stars to bikers, dominants, athletes, and…my stepbrother?

If my research was successful, I’d end up with a degree and maybe even my very own happy ending.

 

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“What’s that?” Austin asked, snatching my list out of Shannon’s hand.

“The list for my research project. Do you know any men who fit my criteria?” I asked.

He studied the list for a moment before handing it back to me. “I know a few.”

Six eyes turned to Austin. “Who?” I asked.

“I know a rock star. Well, kind of. He sings for a local band, but they’ve got a great following. I know several businessmen, but not any CEOs. I might be able to hook you up with one, though. And I know a few bars around here where your bad boys hang out.”

My jaw dropped. Everyone has that one friend who knows everybody. Austin had lived in San Diego his entire life, so he knew the lay of the land.

“Take me to your bars!” I practically yelled, garnering a glare from students studying nearby. “Sorry,” I whispered.

“Wait a minute,” Shannon said. “I thought of a few you’re missing from your list.”

A few I was missing? I thought I’d pretty much covered all the bases. “Who?”

“You need a Fabio.” She stated it like it was obvious.

“Like a cover model?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Sure. Or like a historical romance guy.”

I laughed. Shannon could be a bit of an airhead sometimes. “Where am I going to find a historical romance guy? We’re in the present tense, Shannon.”

“Duh. Renaissance Festival. And Austin, you seem to know everybody else. Do you know any vampires?”

Laughter bubbled up from my chest. I couldn’t help when it spilled out, and when I looked over at Austin and Scott, I found a similar reaction. Shannon stared at us blankly.

“What?” she asked.

“Vampires?” I asked through my giggles.

“They’re in all the books,” she clarified, only spurring on our laughter. Her brows came together in anger.

My giggles turned into those silent quaking convulsions that I couldn’t possibly control. Scott was holding up his hand as if to tell Shannon to stop while he laughed, and Austin clutched his stomach from the hilarity.

We’d stop for a minute only to glance at one or the other, and then we’d start back up again, garnering more glares from students near us.

Our laughing had to have gone on for at least a full five minutes before we were composed enough to talk about it.

“What?” Shannon finally asked in frustration.

Austin gave Shannon a very serious look while I stifled another wave of giggles. Scott had to excuse himself after a less than flattering snort.

“Vampires aren’t real,” Austin finally said.

“Well, you need a paranormal,” Shannon said, her voice both irritated and completely serious. “How about a werewolf?”

After that comment, it was my turn to excuse myself after a less than flattering snort.
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Lisa Suzanne started handwriting her books on yellow legal pads after she took a creative writing class in high school. She still has those legal pads full of stories, but now one of them is published under the title How He Really Feels. She currently works as a full time high school English teacher, and her favorite part of the year is summer. She has been blessed with the world’s best dog, a supportive family, and a husband who encouraged her to publish after reading one of her novels. She likes the advice of Ernest Hemingway’s famous quote, “Write drunk. Edit sober.”

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Released! Take A Chance by Micalea Smeltzer

 

Title: Take a Chance
Series: Willow Creek #4
Author: Micalea Smeltzer
 Release Date: August 25, 2015

 

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I had life all figured out.
Married with a baby on the way I stupidly believed that things were perfect.

But then the good guy I fell in love with turned out to not be as good as I thought.

I was left alone to pick up the pieces of my life and provide for my daughter.

And then I met him. Hayes.

The bad boy that just might not be so bad.


Three years after her husband walked out on her Arden James is struggling to make ends meet as a single mom. Despite it all, she knows she’s better off with her ex out of the picture, and so is her daughter.

Josh Hayes—player, jokester, and very naughty boy—is the guitar player for the band Willow Creek. He’s used to living the fast life, but suddenly it doesn’t appeal to him anymore, and he has his sights set on the fiery Arden.

Despite their undeniable chemistry, Arden isn’t sure she wants to invite a man into her life that has never been in a committed relationship before. But Hayes is determined to prove to her that there’s more to him than meets the eye. He just needs Arden to take a chance.

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Micalea Smeltzer is a bestselling Young and New Adult author from Winchester, Virginia. She’s always working on her next book, and when she has spare time she loves to
read and spend time with her family.

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Released! EMPHATIC by Kaylee Ryan

Title: Emphatic
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: New Adult Romance
 Release Date: August 25, 2015

 

Blurb

There comes a point in your life where you have to say enough is enough.


I wasted my college years on a guy who played with my head, played with my heart. I was blinded by the fairytale, the one that didn’t exist.
The day I gave up on the idea of happily ever after, my focus became me. Moving forward and establishing my career.

Until one day…

I didn’t expect him. My new boss, a six foot two, inked rock god. I believed I was working for the record label, I was wrong.

It’s impossible for me to keep my distance, believe me I’ve tried. He’s not who I expected him to be. He’s so much more he’s…Emphatic

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Kaylee Ryan has had a passion for reading since she was a little girl. That passion has slowly led to spinning romantic tales, and a one-click addiction. When she doesn’t have her nose stuck in her kindle or fingers glued to the keyboard, you can find Kaylee hanging out with friends and family. She loves all genres of music, and enjoys scrapbooking. She lives in Ohio with her husband (her real life happily ever after) and their rambunctious little boy.

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Released! Secret Obsession by Olivia Linden

Title: Secret Obsession
Author: Olivia Linden
Genre: Erotic Romance/New Adult
 Release Date: August 21, 2015

 

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Finn was the type of man that dreams were made of. A charming country boy. Handsome, hard working and loved his mama. Underneath? A freak in the sheets. Raven knew he was everything she wanted. But he was her secret. Raven was supposed to be off limits. Forbidden.

That didn’t stop Finn from wanting her, so he took her. After one taste he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop. Everytime she screamed his name an indelible blemish was etched onto his soul. Claiming him just as he had claimed her.

What they were doing was reckless which only added fuel to the flames. With each encounter they edged closer to the fire. Closer to disaster. There was no way for things to end well, but there was no way he could stop.

Lines get crossed, blurred and scratched down his back as they both give into their Secret Obsession.

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Raven stood amongst the spectators as Finn strolled towards the bull. She might as well have been standing alone. Her entire world had been narrowed down to focus on him. The sexy sway of his gait, the way his t-shirt hugged the muscles in his back, and his nice tight ass. And she loved that he wasn’t cocky. Finn had an easy confidence about him that she found very disarming. His warm brown eyes seemed to look right into her, and made her wonder how much of her soul he could see. Hopefully not enough to know how bad she wanted him. He turned back to wink at her and she felt the flush rise up her neck and cheeks. In one quick leap, Finn threw one long leg and then the other over the bull. He straightened his back, placed one hand on the hook, and raised the other in signal of his readiness. The music started and after a backwards count from three to one, he was set in motion. After his first five seconds, Raven knew he wouldn’t be falling off anytime soon.

He was magnetic. Looking cool, confident, and in total control as he kept his balance while the bull jerked and swayed. The way he eased his hips forward and arched his back to move with the momentum of the ride was beyond sexy. And the crowd ate it up. Some women cheered, others watched with the same dreamy expression. Finn was a living, breathing fantasy.

The guys placed bets. Most bet that he would last more than a minute. Others thought he would fall at the next unexpected shift. They were clearly haters. No doubt, Finn held the attention of every woman in the room.

He rode that bull for one minute and forty-five seconds. Then he let go on his own accord and threw himself onto the mat, hopping to his feet in the same motion. Raven stood in awe, with her lips slightly parted when he approached her.

“Your turn.”

“I–”

Finn shook his head and took her by the arm to guide her to the bull.

“No backing out Miss ‘I know how to work my hips’. You’re up!”

Raven didn’t have time to protest. Before she knew it, Finn had her lifted onto the bull and adjusted for the ride. Once she was seated and the popular country song began to play, her nerves settled and her natural performer’s nature kicked in.

“You good?” Finn asked. Raven waved him off, shaking off the trepidation with a wink of her own.

“I got this!”

She raised one arm to signal and then she began to move.

Standing with his arms crossed and a big smile on his face, Finn watched on with a mixture of pride and enthusiasm. He hadn’t seen her, but he’d felt Raven’s eyes on him when he’d rode. Now he was able to watch her, and boy was it a treat.

After a shaky start, where it looked as if she would be thrown in her first three seconds, she righted herself, and rolled with the jerky motions of the bull, syncing to the beat of the music. He couldn’t stop staring at her, not even when Buck tapped him to comment on how hot she looked up there.

In his mind she was riding for him alone, like he was the only man in the room. Without thinking, Finn stalked forward, too drawn to her to stop, and jumped on the bull behind Raven. She laughed wildly and let out a loud hee-haw. He slid an arm around her waist and pulled her close.

“Hold on, baby,” he whispered in her ear.

Raven’s laughter died down to an uncontrollable smile at the erotic sensation of Finn being so close to her. Finn’s chest pressed against her back. His fingers clutched her hips to guide her to his tempo. And his obvious arousal pressed against the crease of her ass. If she weren’t having so much fun, she would have fainted from overheating.

While they rode he whispered and crooned words of encouragement in her ear. “That’s nice, baby,” and “I love the way you ride,” made her tingle down to her toes. It was all in fun, but she couldn’t stop thinking about how good his body felt against hers and how she could tell he felt the same way. But she knew that they had just crossed some sort of invisible line, a broken yet unspoken rule, and committed an infraction in the whole stepfamily hierarchy.

She knew she was supposed to care.

But she didn’t.

 

 

 

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Olivia Linden, a native New Yorker, was raised between Queens and San Antonio, TX. Currently living in Florida with her 10 year-old son, she decided it was time to follow her dreams of becoming a full time author. Her creative itch began when her elementary school principal posted one of her stories in the halls of her school. She was only seven at the time, but old enough to understand how integral writing would be to her future. From that moment on, reading and writing became her two greatest passions. Olivia is a newbie to the industry, but she hasn’t stopped writing since she found her literary voice all those years ago. Jaded Hearts, her first published novel, mixes her big personality, with a sexy yet humorous tone. It is her philosophy that laughter is essential to making it through even the toughest situations. Find your passion with Olivia Linden.

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Scott Jenkin’s Road to Wonderland by Charlie M. Matthews

Book: Scott Jenkins’ Road to Wonderland
Author: Charlie M. Matthews
Genre: New Adult
Synopsis
Scott Jenkins is charming, smooth, full of ambition and he has plans. Plans that don’t involve being a 19-year-old builder, working long hours at his father’s construction company, hauling wheelbarrows or stacking bricks in an underpaid job. But as with most things in Scott’s world, the dreams and ambitions he has set himself never really go to plan.
When Scott’s best mate, Ethan Walker, hits rock bottom, everything changes overnight. After years of trying to figure out his purpose in life, he now knows what he has to do, and more importantly, who he has to save. Tiptoeing on the outskirts of a world filled with drugs and violence, Scott ends up walking down roads he never even knew existed. What was once a simple life, suddenly seems incredibly complicated – especially with the arrival of a forbidden love who is determined to make things even more difficult for him.
Follow Scott on his journey to Wonderland, where friendships are tested, relationships are destroyed and a dangerous woman leaves the guy who once thought he knew exactly, what he wanted, in the pits of despair.



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Charlie M Matthews is a hopeless romantic, lost in her own world of fairytales and adventures. A lover of art and painting, she’d happily hang up her everyday clothes in exchange for a paint smudged shirt. In the confines of her attic room, she is able to create a world that is unlike no other. Mixing fantasy and fiction to generate a piece of work that she could lose herself in.
Charlie is a mum of three, living on the outskirts of Oxfordshire. Born and raised in Reading, she switched the bright lights and traffic jams for a quiet life in the sticks a little over 5 years ago. Between school runs and generally just being a mum, you’ll most likely find Charlie at the local hair spa. Flipping through magazines sporting the latest colour craze, or mixing colours and arranging up-do’s, sparking her creative side.
With her wild imagination and passion for reading, Charlie stumbled upon a new love.
Writing…
What started as a distraction from the crazy thing that is ‘life’, soon became all too real. She no longer dreamt, about the day her words would be published for all to see because that day was finally happening.
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Released! READY to LOVE by Franca Storm

 

Title: Ready To Love
Series: Damaged Hearts
Author: Franca Storm
Genre: New Adult/College Rocker Romance
 Release Date: August 10, 2015
Blurb

She is the one woman who is always off limits…

College rocker and infamous playboy, John Kingston, has screwed his way through most of the women on campus. But there’s one woman he will never touch: his best friend and band mate, Nicki. For four years, he’s been her protector and her confidant.When arrogant frat guy, Axel, attempts to make a claim on her, John suffers a painful wakeup call, quickly realizing that his feelings for Nicki are not purely platonic. Recognizing that Axel’s intentions are anything but innocent, John’s possessiveness spirals out of control, sparking a dangerous feud.

Nicola Lewis can’t bear to be touched. Haunted by an awful past that she has been unable to escape, she has kept her distance from the opposite sex. And she’s been just fine living her life that way: safe and uncomplicated with no chance of getting hurt again.

Until an unexpected kiss changes everything…

But John and Nicki must decide whether the burgeoning desire between them is worth the risk. Is this a case of love conquers all, or a huge mistake that could destroy everything?

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As I lay back on the bed, propping the pillows up behind me so that I’m half lying, half sitting, I suddenly feel insanely nervous. Shit. I cross my legs, feeling uncomfortable not wearing any underwear beneath the skimpy slip of a nightdress. I try to strike what I think is a sexy pose, but everything feels so awkward. I’ve seen women do it in the movies—how do they pull it off so easily? I can’t do this.

I slide off the bed, intending to make my way into the bathroom to grab my bathrobe when the door opens. Oh no! Too late!

“Got your text. So, you’ve got me alone. So, what’s—oh shit!” John’s voice comes from the door.

I cringe. Shit. “Hi,” I squeak over my shoulder.

He shuts the door behind him and chuckles. “Are you gonna turn around or talk to me with your back to me all night?”

“I…uh…I need my robe.”

“No,” he says huskily.

I force myself to turn around. The moment I do, his eyes dart to mine suddenly. I grin inwardly, knowing that they were staring at my ass just a second earlier. I can see the coiled tension in his body, the stiff set of his jaw and I know he’s struggling to keep his gaze on my eyes and not elsewhere. If I was any other girl, he wouldn’t bother. It makes me feel bad, like I’m teasing him or something.

“You can look,” I tell him.

But he still doesn’t. In fact, he slaps his hand over his eyes. “Shit, Nicki. I…uh…why are you wearing…that?”

“Can you remove your hand and look at me?”

He shakes his head.

“Fine.” I take a deep breath and perch on the edge of the bed. “Nothing happened after our kiss the other day. No nightmares. Nothing.”

“Really?” he asks, intrigued.

“Yeah.”

“And?” he presses.

“I don’t know if it was a mistake to you, or what. If you’ve been avoiding me, or whether I’ve subconsciously been avoiding you or something. I wanted to clear it up tonight.”

“There’s something else,” he accuses.

Dammit, he knows me too well. “I…uh…will you…touch me?”

His hand falls away and his gaze snaps to mine. “What?”

I climb onto the bed and ease myself back against the pillows, hoping I don’t actually look as awkward as I feel.

He shakes his head. “Nicki…”

“It was a mistake, wasn’t it?” I ask, suddenly embarrassed as hell. I pull the covers up to shield myself. “Oh crap,” I mumble. “Can you leave and give me a second to get dressed and then we’ll talk this out?”

“No,” he says. Before I know it, he’s climbing onto the other side of the bed. “That’s not what I meant. I just wanted you to know that you don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” I say, pushing the covers aside.

This time, his eyes are all over me. “Nicki, once you give me the green light, I’m not sure I’m gonna be able to stop.”

Oh my God. I swallow hard and tell him, “I want you to touch me.”

 

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Franca was born in Surrey, England and currently lives in Niagara Falls, Canada with her husband and their labrador, Rocky.
She is a long-time lover of erotica and romance novels, especially those with sexy-as-sin alpha males. She decided to try her hand at writing her own and writing romance is now her obsession and the perfect way to put her dirty mind to good use! Her writing spans many different sub-genres of romance: contemporary, biker romance, paranormal romance, new adult, romantic erotica and romance suspense. She’s got a ton of stories to tell and many more works up her sleeve.

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♫♪♫Book Release: Limited Special Edition Bullet by Jade C. Jamison♫♪♫

 

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An Epic Rock Star Novel

What if you discover the man you want is toxic?

She tasted a little bit of heaven with him, and now they’ve gone through hell and back, but can their relationship take anymore?

Valerie Quinn is a naïve college freshman when she meets on-the-rise rock star Ethan Richards. He’s an idealistic, handsome, reckless young man, but he’s captured her heart. She doesn’t give up on him and eventually his walls crumble down. By the time Valerie has given herself to him completely, she discovers he’s damaged and may be beyond help. Can she save Ethan and their relationship before he implodes, or will he self-destruct and take her with him?

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Last day book will be for sale: 9/30/15.

The first forty orders will get a limited edition FULLY AUTOMATIC guitar pick with their book!

Here’s what comes in the special edition:

  • Updated cover
  • 373 pages of awesomeness! 😉 (These are the BIG pages like the original paperback!)
  • Bonus chapter (new last chapter with scenes that occur after the original Bullet and in the timeline between Rock Bottom and Feverish)
  • Lots of additional material having to do with the Bullet universe (alternate POV scenes, additional scenes, and a deleted scene)
  • First glance at Zane’s book (Bullet #6)

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For years, Jade C. Jamison tried really hard to write what she thought was more “literary” fiction, but she found herself compelled to write what you read by her today–sometimes gritty, raw, realistic stories and other times humorous, light tales–but most of the stories she writes revolve around relationships and characters finding their way through life. While she doesn’t confine herself to just one genre, nor is there a nice neat label for what she writes, most of her work could be called erotic romance.

She lives in Colorado with her husband and four children.

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Cover Reveal: Paradise ROAD by C. J. Duggan

 

Title: Paradise Road
Series: Paradise #2
Author: C.J. Duggan
Publisher: Hachette Australia
Genre: Contemporary New Adult
 Release Date: November 22, 2015
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The Road to Paradise is never easyAfter a year on the coast, Lexie Atkinson can’t settle back into country life. She’s missing the glitzy, gritty nightlife of the big city and the group of misfit friends she’d loved to hate. She knows to move forward she has to go back – back to face the guy who stole her heart.But when Lexie arrives in Paradise City to work out if her future includes bad-boy surfer, Luke Ballantine, he is nowhere to be found.

With no home, no money and no Luke, Lexie gets a job slinging drinks at the wild Wipe Out Bar. Soon her heartache is eased when broody bar owner, Dean Saville, starts taking an interest and stirs more than just her drinks. But nothing is ever as it seems in Paradise City and when Luke barrels back into town, Lexie has a choice to make. But who will end up with the broken heart: Luke, Dean … or Lexie?
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C.J Duggan is a number one internationally bestselling Australian author of seven independent titles of her popular New Adult Summer series. In addition to her chart-topping
indie novels, C.J is set to publish two titles with Hachette, Australia with her brand-new Paradise Series in 2015 (Paradise City and Paradise Road).

C.J lives with her husband in a rural border town of New South Wales, Australia. When she isn’t writing books about swoony boys and 90s pop culture you will find her renovating her hundred-year-old Victorian homestead or annoying her local travel agent for a quote to escape the chaos.

The ‘Summer Series’

The Boys of Summer (December 2012)

Stan (October 2014)

An Endless Summer (July 2013)

Max (February 2015)

That One Summer (December 2013)

Ringer (March 2014)

Forever Summer (December 2015)

The ‘Paradise Series’

Paradise City (April 28th, 2015)

Paradise Road (November 22nd, 2015)

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Released! RECKLESS Surrender by R. C. Martin

Title: Reckless Surrender
Series: Made For Love #2
Author: R.C. Martin
Genre: New Adult Romance
 Release Date: August 4, 2015
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[Reckless Surrender is book two in the Made for Love series but can be read as a STAND ALONE novel. Written for audiences 18+ years of age.]

Three and a half years ago, Daphne walked into my shop, kicked open the door to my soul, invited herself inside, and got comfortable. By the time I realized she’d made herself at home, it was too late to kick her out. Now, I’m in love with her. But I’m not her boyfriend. She’s not my lover. We’re just friends…Trevor’s it for me. I love him so much it drives me crazy. But we’re broken—two battered people whose souls have been ravaged by the world. We decided a long time ago that we wanted to love each other but not attempt to fix one another. Instead, we give each other as much as we can. I’m beginning to wonder if that’s ever going to be enough…

I don’t want to be her bandaid.

I don’t want to be his addiction.

But if we never cross that line, will I lose her?

If I don’t tell him what I want, will I lose myself?

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I twist my bangs back away from my face and pin them in place before washing off today’s makeup. I feel completely plain without it, but it’s also refreshing to be rinsed clean and I know present company doesn’t mind. Speaking of which, I’m glad I get to keep him for the night. I love it when that happens. We don’t exactly make a habit of it, but I always sleep better cocooned in his arms. It makes me feel like I’m his. I guess in some ways I am, even though I’m not. I certainly don’t belong to anyone else. I can’t imagine ever being with anyone else—even if being with Trevor without actually being with Trevor one day breaks my heart.
I shake the thought away, aware that I’m starting to think too much. He’s here, now, and that’s what he can give me. Besides that, it’s more than anyone else gets. This is how it is between us. It works.
I stop just inside the doorway of my bedroom, caught off guard by what awaits. Or should I say, who? I have to stifle a small gasp at the sight of him—not because I’m startled by his change in appearance, but because he leaves me breathless. He’s so damn mesmerizing I can’t help but stare. Every. Time.
At this point, I think it’s safe to assume I’ll never get used to the masterpiece that he is, and that’s more than fine.
It’s quite apparent that he has endured the confines of his dress attire for as long as he can stand it. I can’t mourn the lost image of him all spruced up, not when I have the image of him all stripped down to admire. All he has on is a pair of gym shorts. He keeps a pair stowed away in my dresser for nights like these. He’s sitting at the window, which he has opened, with one leg straddling the bench and the other bent in front of him so that he might rest his beer atop his knee.
Trevor isn’t built like an athlete. He isn’t bulky with muscle. He isn’t lanky, like me, either. He’s made up of lean, toned lines that whisper of the physical power that makes him all man. But his inner strength? All the vulnerable and fragile pieces of him that make him so strong, the pieces of him that I love so much, that’s what catches my eye.
He wears his heart on his sleeve. Literally. The world might not know it, but I do. I know that every inch of ink that covers his beautiful skin tells his story. The tattoo on his left arm stretches from his wrist all the way up to his shoulder and spills over his heart. I can’t see it now, because of the way he’s sitting, but I know he’s got script tattooed down his left side across his ribs. Finally, his right arm is adorned in a half sleeve. I say finally not as a way to express finality, but simply the end of his list for now. It wouldn’t surprise me at all to learn that he’s dreaming of more.
“Daph! Your beer’s getting warm!” he yells, his gaze still directed out the window.
I grin, partly because I love how he knows I hate it when my beer gets even the slightest bit warm; partly because he hasn’t noticed me standing here staring at him. “I’m right here,” I say as I continue to make my way into the room. I speak softly, but I startle him just the same.
“Shit, Wings—” he mutters, spitting out his nickname for me as he jumps. He has to snatch up his beer as his leg shoots out in front of him. I laugh and grab my half empty bottle from off of the edge of the bookshelf where he’s lined up our reserve. “How long were you standing there?”
“Not long,” I lie. I sit opposite of him, bending my knees and propping my feet up.
“Sure,” he murmurs, shaking his head at me in disbelief. I smirk in response.
Now this is one of those moments where, if we were in a movie or a romance novel, he’d crawl across the bench and kiss me. But this isn’t a fairy tale and he won’t kiss me because I won’t let him. We can’t go there. What he and I share, it works because we don’t go there. As crazy as it might sound, our restraint excites me. Simply knowing that he feels it, too, makes this moment more intimate than not.
He brings his beer up to his lips and tilts his head back as he empties the remaining contents into his mouth. As he sucks out every last drop, he watches me watch him and I get lost in his oval eyes. His irises are in a glorious state of confusion, unsure of whether or not they are blue or green. His hair struggles with the same color dilemma, his dark blonde locks sometimes appearing light brown, depending on how the light hits them.
For just a second, I imagine running my fingers through his soft, loose, curls. Or, at least, I consider them curls; or they would be—big, beautiful, silky curls—if he grew his hair out longer. I know he won’t. He likes to keep his slightly shaggy, fuck-me-now mane just long enough to entice you to do just that. Except, we won’t be doing that, either.
His gaze is still locked with mine. He’s teasing me. I know it. He knows it—but this is our game. I can’t look away first. If I do, he’s won. So instead, I bring my beer to my lips, tilt my head back, and drink, all the while watching him watch me.
When we’re both finished, he stands and takes my empty bottle before leaning down to kiss my neck, just below my ear. “You win, Wings,” he murmurs. I grin, feeling victorious. “But you left the bottle opener in the kitchen. I’ll be right back.” He kisses me once more as a reward and then turns to leave.

 

 

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R.C. Martin finds it a bit awkward referring to herself in the third person, so she’s only going to do it for this one sentence. (We all know who’s writing this bio anyway!)

I’m a born and bred Coloradan. I will always claim that square state as my home! While I now reside in Virginia, the land of the Rocky Mountains is where I’ve left a piece of my heart and where my characters come to life. I’m a woman in love with love and filled to the brim with compassion for women like me, on a journey to find themselves in today’s society. I aspire to inspire my readers to do more than settle. I hope that my writing will remind everyone that she (or he!) is valuable and worthy of the best kind of love–the kind that is gentle, patient, faithful, passionate, all consuming, never ending, and leaves you breathless.

When I’m not writing I’m reading; when I’m not reading I’m writing…you know how it goes! I also enjoy cooking, baking, crocheting, and jigsaw puzzles. Basically, I’m an old soul with a young heart, nonchalantly waiting for my prince to come.

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