SCANDALOUS BOOK BLOG #CausingAScandal: April 2013

Tuesday, 30 April 2013



If you’re looking for a story about a sweet, innocent virgin who does not smoke, drink or has never used foul language in her life, then you’re looking in the wrong place.
Molly Scott’s life has never been easy, but she is OK with that. All the challenges  she had to overcome  has made her who she is today, a good mother, with an amazing best friend who has a love for Marlboro’s. her boyfriend Brian James, is no prince charming,but he adds a certain thrill to her life. will this sense of thrill be enough to sustain her when hunky heart throb Logan Reed, walks into her life.
 After graduating high school Logan left Monroe, Louisiana behind and moved to New Orleans. That is where he met and fell in love with his now ex-fiancé Lizzy. After Lizzy broke his heart Logan almost killed his liver from way too many drunken nights, his brother Lucas forces him to come back to Monroe to get his life straight. He plans to reconnect with his high school buddy Brian James even though the guys always been kind of an ass. Logan thinks he is going to go to Brains, have a few beers, reminisce, and head home unaffected. Then he meets Molly Scott.
Logan and Molly try to build a friendship even though both know there is more between them. But sometimes, the best things in life don’t come easy.  Logan knows Molly has her walls up, but he is determined to tear them down and make the girl who he can’t live without his own.  Logan and Molly’s journey is marked by roadblocks in the form of an abusive boyfriend, an ex-fiancé who can’t seem to let go, Molly’s deep rotted fear of being abandoned again and a secret that could push them apart.
When you find true love, you’re supposed to fight for it, but sometimes you have to ask yourself, is it really worth all the trouble?

Teaser #1
*Teaser has not beed edited and is subject to change before release of Reflect Me*

“I think I just heard a truck door. I guess that means Logan’s here.”

I got off the couch and laid Lyric down in her swing. I wasn’t excited at all to meet Logan. All I had heard for years were crazy stories about him. The last thing I needed was another one of Brian’s dumb ass friends making my house their new hangout. I loved Justin so he was welcome anytime, but the other random douche bags that were at my house every other day constantly tested my nerves. I guess I was about to add another one to the list. Great!

Wynee and I walked through my kitchen to the front door. I heard the sound of two voices I knew to be Justin and Brian outside and the sound of a third, deeper voice which I assumed belonged to Logan.

After walking outside it took my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the darkness of the night that was only lit up by one light under the carport.

Then I saw him.

He was talking to Brian and whatever he was saying was making him smile. Dimples. He had dimples. Shit. That’s my weakness. His skin was tan and he had a day or two worth of stubble across his rugged face. His eyes caught the light for just a moment and I saw the most amazing shade of bright blue with a hint of gold around the edges. His lashes were dirty blond just like I assumed the hair under his baseball hat was. He had on a blue t-shirt that looked like it had seen better days with the sleeves cut off. His arms. Dear God those arms. He either was blessed with the body of a Greek God or he worked out religiously. His shirt was tight against his stomach and I could have sworn I saw the outline of his abs. His jeans were a light colored denim and fit him perfectly. Just like his shirt, they had obviously seen better days. They had rips in both knees and looked thin from years of washing. His jeans were tucked inside boots that looked distinctly like work boots more than dress boots. When I ran my eyes back up his body, he was looking directly at me. His eyes crashed with mine and for a moment the world stopped around me. All I could see was this beautiful man staring at me. Looking at me like he had known me for years. There was a familiarity in the way he smiled at me. That perfect smile made my knees week.  I couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak. I wanted to live in this moment for forever. Because, for just a moment, it was just me and this man who, for some reason, instantly made me feel complete.

“Molly, this is Logan, Logan this is my girlfriend Molly.” Brian waved his hand between the two of us. I should have said hello, said it was nice to meet him, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t form words through the knot in my throat. Wynee shoved my shoulder lightly and when I looked at her she had one eye brow raised and a look that said 'you better explain all this to me later.' 

“Nice to meet you Molly.” Logan spoke and I lost it a little more. His voice was like velvet. Smooth and with a slow Southern drawl at the end. I realized at that moment I could listen to him read the phone book and I would love every minute of it.

“You too Logan. You need a beer?”

“Yea that’d be great, thanks.”

I basically ran in the house before he even got a chance to answer. I just needed a minute. A moment to breathe because around Logan I felt like I couldn’t. I gave Wynee a look that translated to don’t follow me. I couldn’t explain to her what just happened right now. I had no fucking clue what just happened. I closed the front door behind me and leaned against it for just a minute. Dear God. I about lost my shit, and my panties, within 2 minutes of meeting the guy. What the hell is wrong with me! I pray Brian didn’t notice that, because if he did I would be getting shit for it later and I knew it.

Deep breathes Molly. Yes, he is beyond handsome. Shit they needed a new word to describe that man. But that is totally beside the point. I knew a man like that would never want a girl like me. Stretch marks and broken heart, that’s me.

Teaser #2
*Teaser has not been edited and is subject to change before release of Reflect Me*

After having a great lunch with Wynee and Justin, they left to go visit Justin’s dad. Logan and I stayed behind because I refused to leave The Creamery without some ice cream. As I scarfed down my double scoop waffle cone of chocolate chip cookie dough, I caught Logan looking at me out of the corner of my eye. He was licking his lips.

“What, do I have something on my face?” I frantically started wiping my mouth fearing I had ice cream everywhere. Logan gave me one of those token laughs and shook his head slowly.

“No, not at all Cookie. Your face looks perfect as always.”

“Cookie? Did you just call me Cookie?”

“I did. I’ve decided that’s my new nickname for you. Everyone calls you Molls, so I wanted to be different.”

“You can’t call me Cookie!” It wasn’t meant to, but it came out as a bit of a growl.

“And exactly why the hell not?” He honestly looked offended and a little angry. Damn he was hot when he was angry.

I took a big lick of my ice cream cone. “Because, I feel like you calling me Cookie is you implying I eat lots of cookies, therefore, implying I'm a fat ass, and I don’t like implications Logan.” He took his thumb and ran it across my bottom lip. When he pulled it away I saw he had a little bit of cookie dough on it. He ever so slowly put his cookie dough coated thumb in his mouth and sucked on the tip of it. That was hands down, the sexiest damn thing I had ever seen.

“I would never think you were a fat ass, because your ass is amazing. I’m going to call you Cookie because that’s what you are. You are the best kind of cookie there is, a little hard on the outside, but sweet and soft on the inside, mouthwatering, made to perfection, and I could eat you all day long and never get sick of you.”

“Oh.” That was my only response. I knew my cheeks were bright red, but there was no way in hell to not blush at that. Did he just say he could eat my all day? Oh dear God! Logan Reed was going to be the death of me, and my vibrators batteries!

Monday, 29 April 2013




Brittan McKenna’s life was perfect. After getting engaged to her high school sweetheart her happily ever after seemed to be all planned out. However after 9/11 her fiancée drops out of college in order to enlist; Brittan’s life takes a swift turn. After enjoying a heartfelt reunion with Cane when he returned from his first tour, her joy was short lived as tragedy struck and Cane was killed in the line of duty during his second tour in Iraq. However after years of longing and pining for her dearly deceased will her heart be able to beat again for another? Will she be able to take a leap of faith?
On the day Cane died, Brittan believed her heart had died along with him.......or so she thought until her passion for music causes her to blaze a new trail testing fate and “tempting tomorrow”.
Eight years marks the anniversary of Kane’s death when Brittan sets eyes upon Jordon; a guitarist whose shrouded in mystery and world class bad boy for her opening act, Temping Tomorrow. Will he have that spark to set Brittan’s heart a light? Does he have what it takes to win her heart and make her love again?
Falling for a rock star is a dangerous game, but it’s a hopeless task when you both have hidden demons. Will Brittan open her heart to love or will she sabotage the relationship before it even has a chance?




Excerpt 3:
Once we were safely in the privacy of what I would later find out was his room, we picked right back up where we left off. Our hands explored every inch of our sticky bodies while our tongues entwined tasting every bit of each other’s mouths. The salty taste of his skin was a far cry from the sweet pungent scent of the room. His fingers slowly made their way to my rib cage leaving trails of heat like scars on my skin. His grip tightened around my chest as he effortlessly lifted me off the ground. When my legs wrapped around his hips I heard a growl escape his throat only forcing me to hold on tighter. Our lips never parted as he lowered us onto his black and blood red sheets. I snaked my hands under his shirt, exploring his stomach and slowly taking his shirt off. I had never really gotten a good look at all his tattoos and I wanted to see every inch of his body. He placed his legs on either side of my hips and sat up slowly taking his shirt off as I kissed and licked all of his exposed skin. Tattoos weren't the only thing covering his body. His stomach and sides were riddled with old scars. I made it a point to kiss each and every one as I let my mouth do the exploring. I glanced up just as his head tilted back euphorically and took the opportunity to remove my own shirt. We were opposites in every way. He was covered in a past that left its mark and tattoos that expressed all his emotions while I was a blank canvas still learning what it meant to think for myself. For the briefest second I saw the hope in Kevin's eyes and then he was pressing his entire, hard body on top of mine. His teeth found a sweet spot on my neck right as my hands found their way to his ass. Every nip made me squeeze him a little harder and I was shocked to find out that I was actually enjoying the pain.
I had enough of the teasing and decided it was time to lose our pants. I pushed him up just enough to unbutton his black jeans. His eyes lit up like a bonfire as he relinquished his position on top of me and rolled over onto his back. I trailed a path down his stomach with a mix of kisses, licks and nips. The farther down I moved the louder his moans and growls became. When my mouth finally caught up with my hands I used my teeth to slowly unzip the skinny jeans that were guarding my prize. The zipper finally stopped and my fingers wrapped around his waistband leaving little red trails where my nails scratched his porcelain skin. Every inch closer to the floor his pants got the tighter his grip on my hair became. By the time they were in their rightful place on the floor I could feel the throbbing sting on my entire scalp.
My eyes surveyed every inch of his naked body as my mouth watered for a taste of the solid, hard cock standing at attention like a flag on July fourth. I gave him one last kiss on the mouth before licking my lips and heading south to my prize. My tongue lightly grazed the head of his magnificent member, causing it to twitch before I moved onto his shaft. Once my tongue was done exploring I opened my mouth to take him all in. His heat in my mouth was intoxicating. The more I sucked the more excited I became. His moans of pleasure and constant hair pulling continued to spur me on. The harder he pulled and the louder he moaned the harder I sucked. I had one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while my mouth sucked, licked and glided across him. He finally lost control and pulled me off of him and onto my back.

Excerpt 4:
Even though I had no interest in men it would have been a bold faced lie to not at least mention this man was gorgeous. He was six feet tall with clover green eyes and auburn hair like mine. He had the perfect five o clock shadow, a chest that stretched his white tee to the limits and an ass you could bounce a quarter off. When he finally made it to my car he reached out one hand to shake mine and the other to pet the husky.
“Aye, yer must be Mack. It's guid tae meet ya.” He said in an unbelievably hot Scottish accent. Yep, I had to change my panties after that.
“And you must be Coll, its a pleasure to meet you as well.” I replied. He helped me with my suitcase and formally introduced me to Blaze, the husky. If the outside of this house was beautiful the inside may as well be a feature in Better Homes and Gardens.


Sunday, 28 April 2013






How long does it take for a long-distance relationship to break down? Sixteen months.
When Jennifer and Carl put their relationship to rest after Christmas, Jen’s biggest problem is going back to London ten days earlier than planned – and her ever-present attraction to Samuel ‘Bing’ Edwards.
Bing has no idea why Jen left Devon so fast. All he knows is that he wants her as much as he did the first day he laid eyes on her – so spending time with her while Lexy is still in Devon isn't exactly a hardship for him. When he finds out she’s single, the only thing on his mind is finishing what they started at his dad’s fiftieth birthday party.
Feelings that have been a long time building between the two explode, and they both find themselves sucked into an easy yet passionate relationship, with Bing determined to prove to Jen that she’s it for him. That she is The One.
But in a city like London, the odds are stacked against them, there’s always that one person ready to stir things up… And Jen doesn't know how much of that she can take – even for the guy she loves more deeply than she ever imagined, and eventually she breaks.
Bing isn't down with that. He wants Jen, and he wants her by his side for good.
Jennifer Mason will learn that Samuel Edwards does not do giving up. Especially when his forever girl is involved. 


He chuckles low, and I suppress the shiver that’s threatening to run through my body. His hand closes around mine, and he pries the hairspray from my grip. His fingers slip between mine, his palm hot. My eyes flick to our hands and how dainty mine looks encompassed in his.
His other hand rises to my face, his thumb tracing down my cheek to the dent below my ear. It ghosts along my jaw, tracing the shape of it, and finally settles on my lower lip. He tugs it from between my teeth gently, and the pad of his thumb strokes across it.
My eyes rise to his, our faces inches from each other.
“You know it’s you, don’t you?” he says softly, uncertainly.
I nod silently, unable to form any words.
“I mean it, Jen.” He cups the side of my face. “Whatever she tries to say, it’s all lies. Even if she hasn't said it yet, I can tell you it’s a lie.” He dips his face towards me, resting his nose alongside mine. I let my eyes flutter shut, feeling the realness in the moment.
“I know,” I whisper. “But that doesn't mean-”
“Don’t. Say. It,” he orders in a hushed voice. “I just got you, Jen. I waited for too long to have you, but I do now, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let her get in between us. I told you, didn’t I? I told you that if anyone doubts us, if you ever doubt us, to come to me.”
“Then do it. Come to me, babe. Don’t let her get under your skin. She’s nothing to me. She never was anything. Not like you.”
I run my free hand along his arm until it rests on his hand cupping my cheek. “What am I, Sam?”
“Everything, Jen. You are everything. Don’t ever doubt that.” 

Author Bio:

By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to a terrible two year old and growing bump, due September 2013. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of juice and writes books.

She likes to write about magic, kisses and whatever else she can fit into the story. Sarcastic, witty characters are a must. As are hot guys.
Emma is currently working too many books to even count - including Playing for Keeps, the companion book to New York Times and USA Today bestselling novel, The Love Game. She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to when all the ideas come to life.

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Saturday, 27 April 2013


4 out of 5 stars 

I really enjoyed reading this book  
CM Stunich did a good job; it had good characters funny banter, HOT SEX, sexy alpha male, intriguing back story and a good plot. 

It took me a very long time to finally decide on a rating I will explain why  when I first started it was a 5 star I was so hooked.
After meeting a particular character I figured the plot out which ruined part  of the ending
 for me so down to a 3star.  
 but I settled on 4 out 5 because overall I enjoyed the characters, and the writing enticed  me right to the end.
I started this book with really high expectations, and at first it delivered even doe it was not what I expected. 
Amy Cross and Austin Sparks had me in a trance but unfortunately the magic faded by the end. I like the book just not crazy about the ending, it ended just as I predicted. 
Austin and Amy's chemistry was electric I thoroughly enjoyed their journey to discovery of Love.   it was interesting to see how they both reacted to their newly acquired feelings. 
Despite Austin being HOt and a total badass Amy Cross stole my heart in this one I will be adding her to my list of favourite  heroines.
Her character was spunky, fresh, feisty, brave, and determined but what got me was the tenacity she portrayed. This girl saw something she wanted she just threw caution to the wind and went for it with the help of her fictional characters. (love love love this)
the character development was dome really well Amy started as as a girl with no life or sexual experience to become a young women living life to the full enjoying steamy sex each chance she gets.

the book was well written, drew me in with a nice flow, easy to read. loved the dual perspective allowed me to understand the story better and it was nice getting inside Austin's head. Overall very good book. 
My only problem was the story felt unfinished; I would have like to know how Austin opens up regarding his brother that whole issue needs to be explored in depth. I wanted to see their relationship develop (they cant go running around on a bike there whole life relying on legal actives to survive).
I strongly believe there is potential for another book. I was lest wanting to know more.  

I would definably recommend this book. 

Thursday, 25 April 2013


Title: Good Vibrations

Author: S. L. Scott

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Age Group:  New Adult

Cover Designer: Okay Creations;

Expected release date: June 4th, 2013

Cover reveal organized by: AToMR Tours


I grab her exploring finger just as it reaches my happy trail—a trail that if I let her wander down further will lead us to do things we can’t take back. Things like three-word phrases being confessed that would end me if I was rejected. Things like selfishly wanting to own her body and doing things to her that would make my fantasies blush. And things like making her promises too soon that won’t do either of us any good. She makes me want a future that’s not possible, and one I don’t deserve.
Listening to my ego got me into this situation. Will listening to my heart get me out? 


S.L. Scott has a degree in Journalism and is the author of the novels—Naturally, Charlie, and A Prior Engagement as well as several novellas, including Sleeping with Mr. Sexy and Morning Glory--all currently available on Amazon. Pursuing her passion for telling stories, she spends her days escaping into her characters, letting them lead her on their adventures. She is a Contributor to Huffington Post and writes for her own blog along with several other popular sites.
Travelling, music festivals, and surfing are a few of the hobbies she loves, but she doesn't get to enjoy on a regular basis. She has an obsession with movies, a varied taste in books, and collects Fitz & Floyd teapots. With a memory full of useless trivia facts, and a Keurig addiction, she loves a fun night in with her family as much as a loud night out with her friends.
Scott lives in the lively city of Austin with her husband, two young sons, and two Papillons, enjoying life in the beautiful hill country of Texas.
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Wednesday, 24 April 2013


Title: Choices

Author: Sydney Lane

Genre:  Mature Young Adult contemporary romance

Cover designer:  Storm Designs (Sarie Storm)

Expected Release: Summer 2013


Fate brought her here, but will her choices destroy her dreams?

Quincy Priest made all the right choices in her small town, black-and-white life. But being perfect is tiring. So. Very. Tiring. 

Wanting desperately to step out of her sister's shadow, Quincy jumps at the opportunity to attend college with her best friend. The quiet bookworm with family secrets comes out of her shell. But... when Quincy meets not one, but two perfect guys, she has to make a choice. In doing so, she might forfeit the relationship she secretly longed to find.

Declan. Sweet, handsome, and perfect. He makes her feel cherished for the first time in her life.

Brody. Sexy, hot, and irresistible. He could tear down her carefully built walls.

Before she can become the woman she wants to be, Quincy will make mistakes. And suffer one unimaginable loss.

Extract #1

“I could stay here forever if you always looked at me just like that.” I don’t understand what he means, but I can’t take my eyes off him. “Everything.” His voice deepens while he looks into my eyes. “I like everything about you, Quince. I like the way those little wisps of hair frame your face. I love your eyes, so deep I get lost in them. Those lips I can’t resist. But I like you, Quince. The first time I saw you, I was drawn to you. I knew right then that you would turn my world upside down. It scared the hell out of me, but I knew I’d follow you anywhere.” He just made me feel beautiful, really beautiful, for the first time in my life.
There are no words for that. Instead, I wrap my arms around his neck and roughly kiss him. I twist my fingers in his hair and wonder why I haven’t done that before. Besides his eyes, his hair is the sexiest thing about him. But it’s what he hides on the inside that I so desperately want to see.


Just as I get to my car, a hand wraps around mine. I swing around, only to find Brody looking down at me. “Did you think of an answer to my question, Quince? Are you with Declan or not?”

I’m not sure why it matters to him. He’s not interested in me like that anyway. “I’m not with anyone, Brody.... I’ve only known him a week. That’s not long enough to know anything about anyone.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that. I know enough about you to know that I want to get to know you better.” His voice lowers, and he leans down just close enough that I can feel his breath on my cheek. “I know enough to know that I’d like to kiss you right now. To know that if I do, it won’t be nearly enough.” His lips graze my face, just enough to let me know they are there. “I know you want to kiss me like I want to kiss you. I just don’t know the answer to my question.” If I just moved an inch, his mouth would be on mine. And I want it.

About the Author

Sydney Lane lives in Nashville, Tennessee  with her husband and children. growing up in a small town,  Sydney dreamed of being a writer. After spending an outrageous amount of money to go to college, She finally decided to follow her heart. With her babies in bed and husband neglected, she worked by the light of her laptop and wrote Choices. Sydney is very active in charity work for anti-bullying and depression awareness groups.

Tuesday, 23 April 2013


TitleLove in Darkness

Author: E.M. Tippetts

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Age Group: New Adult

Cover Designer: Okay Creations;

Expected release date: May 21, 2013

Cover reveal organized by: AToMR Tours


Alex had everything when he was with Madison. But the darkness within him wouldn't go away. After two years apart, he returns to Pelican Bluffs and to the girl he never wanted to leave. 

Madison wants to give their love another chance, but Alex can't fight fate. He is what he is. Ruined. Crazy like his mother. And Madison deserves so much more. When his secrets spill out into their small town, Alex has a choice to make. Hide away in the darkness forever, or let love in.

About the Author

Emily Mah Tippetts writes romance under the name E.M. Tippetts and science fiction and fantasy under the name Emily Mah. Originally from New Mexico, she now lives in London withher family. Before she was a published author, she was an attorney who specialized in real estate, contracts, and estate planning, especially literary estate planning.

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Sunday, 21 April 2013


Title: Written in the Stars
Author: Jennifer Martinez
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2013

Theme Song:
Just Give Me a Reason - Pink

"You've got to kiss a few frogs before you find your Prince."


Believers of fate, destiny, whatever, say that there are many paths to your one final destination. No matter what choices you make you will always end up right where you are supposed to be. Well I guess I took the road less traveled because God knows I’m broken, bruised, and damaged.
This is my story. It’s about all the wrong turns that led to the right destination. We were written in the stars from the very beginning and neither of us knew it. Love is something you can’t fight and can’t hide from no matter how bad you want to. This is my cosmic turn of love.

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Excerpt 1:
I giggled maybe a little too vibrantly and saw his head dip down to inspect the blades of grass. I used my free hand to lift his chin and bring his eyes back to mine. I said, “I have dreamt about you saying that for the last nine months and you know what? It's even better in real life.”
I saw a sparkle in his beautiful brown eyes as his hands relinquished their hold on my hand and moved to my face. I was flooded with warmth and chills as his thumbs traced the lines of my face leaving little trails of fire everywhere they touched and sending shivers down my spine.
In that moment the whole world ceased to exist. It was just me and Curtis surrounded by the muted sounds of crickets basked in moonlight taking in every detail of the moment. Nothing in my wildest daydreams could have even come close to the fireworks that exploded when he finally leaned in and lightly grazed my lips with his. My body ignited with electricity I had never felt as I look in that same smell that had sent me into a daze nearly a year ago. He leaned back and looked into my eyes as if asking if it was ok that he kissed me. I felt the corner of my mouth twist up as I bit on my lower lip completely in awe that this moment had finally come. He traced my now throbbing lips with his thumb before leaning in again to firmly place his lips on mine in our first real kiss. I swear we were floating through the clouds as out lips pressed together, breathing each other in. I could feel his passion, admiration and caring rolling off of him. We could have kissed for hours sitting there on that bench but we finally broke apart. We walked hand in hand back to my dorm where he gave me one quicker peck before turning towards his car. I grabbed his wrist before he could escape and invited him in for cocoa and Boondock Saints.

Excerpt 2:
The buzz of the needle and smell of anesthetic were like a soft blanket wrapping me securely and comforting all my fears. As his hands alternated between leaving his mark permanently on my body and rubbing the ointment over my new kitty I was able to take in the true beauty of the parlor. The sounds of people laughing, the buzzing of the needles and the rock music playing over the speakers was a symphony all its own. It told a tale of finding your own way and being confident in your decisions. The camaraderie in the building was amazing. There was no judgement within the walls of the Oasis. It was the first time I felt I belonged since my transformation. The needle pulsing in and out of the soft skin on my leg felt like an ice cube being dragged along my body. It was uncomfortable at first but the longer I lay there the more it became a part of me. The release and beauty the needle left behind kept me craving more. The finished piece was beautiful. He covered it with A and D ointment and gave it one good slap before giving me a hug and telling me to come back in a few days to see how it was healing.
I walked out of the parlor laughing at one of the many black pussy jokes that would pepper the rest of my life with humor and walked directly into Kevin's solid tattooed chest. I apologized through the laughter ripping at my sides and it took him a few seconds before he recognized me. He asked what I was doing back again so soon and I showed him my new tattoo and introduced him to Hazel. We talked for a while about tattoos and piercings before he invited us to see his band, the Screeching Banshee's, play at a dive bar called The Magic 8 that night. He gave Hazel directions then ducked into the tattoo parlor for a new tattoo.

Author Bio:

One day while slaving away at her monotonous day job, Jennifer Martinez found her true calling. Like a firefly in the night, the pages called to her. Once she caught the bug there was no stopping it. Her fingers flew furiously across the keyboard winding tales of love, mystery and anger. She snapped out of her reverie to find herself still behind the desk but at least she knew who she was… Author Jennifer Martinez.
I like to think of myself as a beautiful conundrum. When I am not writing, I can be found surrounded by my amazing family and 4 dogs or volunteering at a local animal rescue. I love who I am and don’t mind at all when I get strange looks from people. I am a tattoo covered, child and animal lover who looks forward to destroying peoples preconceived notions of what “someone like me” would be interested in. You only live life once… you may as well make it interesting.
I love to get lost in a good book and hope that everyone will get lost in mine.

Saturday, 20 April 2013


                                   TITLE: A SWEET CONTRADICTION
                              AUTHOR: PEGGY MARTINEZ
                                 GENRE: NA ROMANCE
                          BLITZ ORGANIZER: B3 Tours 


When Beth Michaels high tailed it out of the hole-in-the-road town she grew up in, she only had two goals. 
One—get as far away as quickly as possible, and two—never set foot in her parent’s home again. But when she receives a heart breaking call from her childhood best friend, Jen, she has no choice but to turn her ’56 Ford pickup back in the direction of Salem, Missouri to attend a funeral.
There’s a new local in town when Beth arrives, and suddenly, it isn't all that easy for her to remember her rules for dating. 
#1. Cookie-cutter-perfect guys ain't her type.
 #2. Tie wearin’ and church frequentin’ is an automatic dismissal.
 #3. Most importantly, never date anyone from small minded, conservative, Bible-thumping towns like Salem. Unfortunately, Matthew Wright breaks all her rules and then some.
Matt might be from a small town and have small town values, but that does not mean he fits into a little slot of Beth’s preconceived notions. After all, ever so often good guys are good. Now if he could just convince Beth to let go of her past and give him a chance, he’s pretty sure there’s a whole lotta sweet under that prickly exterior. His own … Sweet Contradiction.


Peggy Martinez is a home-schooling mum of boy and four girls.
  Married to her soul mate, Omar, since January 2000. She enjoys reading, writing, soap making, all things aromatherapy, and Twizzlers- lots of Twizzlers.
 She dreams of one day owning a small homestead, raising some chickens along with her children, growing a large garden, and eventually taking a dream vacation to Greece. 
It isn't too far fetched to think you could happen upon her and her husband having a conversation about religion, political conspiracies, a zombie apocalypse, or gangster movies.