Thursday, November 6, 2014

Blog Tour: WHEN WE MET+GIVEAWAY




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When We Met
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Publisher: NAL Trade
Release Date: November 4th, 2014
Blurb:
Today’s premiere New Adult authors combine their talents to tell four original stories from inside one house. 

When four girls decide to live off campus together as juniors at a college in Michigan, they expect it to be their best year yet. Little do they know, it’s a year that will change the rest of their lives.

BEHIND HER EYES by A.L. Jackson 
Unable to live down her ex-boyfriend’s deception, Misha is determined to avoid betrayal. When, the new guy next door, Darryn starts to get under her skin, her defenses start to crumble. But trusting Darryn seems impossible, especially if he’s not sure he can trust himself.

SAVING ME by Molly McAdams 
On the outside, Indy is always ready for a party—but inside she’s breaking. Kier makes a weekly routine of saving the girl next door from herself on Saturday nights… but when will she be ready to remember him on Sunday morning?

FOULING OUT by Tiffany King 
Working at a sports bar, Courtney has become a pro at sidestepping propositions from arrogant jocks—which makes her a more elusive catch for campus basketball star Dalton than he expected. But when he falls for the saucy waitress, Dalton will have to rethink his game plan to prove he’s not the jerk Courtney expects.

BENEATH YOUR LAYERS by Christina Lee 
In order to ace her fashion internship, Chloe must team up with local college dropout and set builder, Blake—much to her chagrin. But after some "hands-on" experience, Chloe will have to ask herself if Blake factors into her carefully laid plans…


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 A.L. Jackson
A.L. JacksonA.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me SoftlyPulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.

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Behind Her Eyes 


Now I could feel him, his eyes all over me, caressing me slowly, up and down.

I let all my insecurities drift away as I swayed in time to the music, in sync with the throb of the crowd and the intermittent lights that glowed against my lids.

A charged moment passed, before strong hands found my hips and gripped them from behind. For a beat, I stiffened, before I again gave in to this sublime release. And again, he felt good. Right. All this intense energy that ricocheted between us wrapped me up in a frenzy of nerves, alight and alive. The smell of him took me whole, all soap and man and sex.

Oh God. My heart beat frantically, racing to keep up with my thoughts that were spiraling out of control.

A shimmer of fear slithered through me, before he pulled my back into the safety of his firm chest.

And that was what I felt.

Safe.

With him, and I didn’t know why, and I was searching inside myself for resolve, for the 
commitment

I’d made to never allow myself to be so easily played again.

But it was just out of my reach.

Darryn held me close, our bodies moving in time, like we shared the same breath, the 
same space.

I leaned back, my head on his shoulder as his face found the curve of my neck. Chills sped, spinning my body into a violent cataclysm of need. He let his hands roam, palms pressing hard as he ran them down the front of my legs, spanning them wide as he trailed them back up to my hips and over my stomach.

Fingertips dipped into my ribs as he slid them up the curve of my sides, and he lifted my arms as he went, in the same fluid motion fastening my hands around the back of his neck.

All those butterflies scattered, a clash of discordant wings that fluttered haphazardly through my insides, leaving my stomach in a coiled mess of confusion and need.

Why him? Why now?

Holding me close, he brushed his mouth over the shell of my ear, his whispered words injected directly to my manic heart. “Goddamn, Misha. What are you trying to do to me?”

I suddenly found it impossible to breathe, because it was him who was slowly undoing all the fibers of reservation woven through my weakened spirit.

“Can’t get you off my mind.” He leaned in closer, his hand sweeping up my stomach. Fingers brushed between my breasts, and I released a sharp gasp.

“Been dying to touch you,” he murmured low.

TIFFANY KING
Tiffany King
USA Today Bestselling author Tiffany King is a lifelong reading fanatic who is now living her dream as a writer, weaving Young Adult and New Adult romance tales for others to enjoy. She has a loving husband and two wonderful kids. (Five, if you count her three spoiled cats). Her addictions include: Her iPhone and iPad, chocolate, Diet Coke, chocolate, Harry Potter, chocolate, zombies and her favorite TV shows. Want to know what they are? Just ask.
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Fouling Out

The warmth inside the building was soothing after walking from the car outside. I felt mildly disappointed when Dalton dropped his arm from my shoulders, until he reached for my hand. As we strolled along, I became hyperaware of how something as innocent as handholding could become somewhat erotic while sipping wine together. Dalton slid his thumb across the top of my hand in slow methodical strokes before gently caressing my pulse point. The hairs on the back of my neck felt as if they were standing on end. Each sweep of his thumb was a sensual dance with my sensitive skin, making it tingle.

It was becoming apparent to me that it might have been a bad call on my part to skip lunch. Between the scent of Dalton’s cologne and the alcohol I was consuming, I was already feeling slightly intoxicated. I nibbled on a few cubes of cheese to attempt to alleviate the buzzing in my head. Dalton’s breath teased my neck, making me shiver in a good way. I should have put some distance between us so I could regain my bearings, but instead I snuggled closer to him, wishing we were somewhere else with a lot fewer people around.

All the air escaped my lungs as Dalton slowly captured a bead of wine from my bottom lip with his finger. I watched with bated breath as he moved the finger to his own mouth, sucking the drop of wine. It was all I could do not to moan as my insides turned to putty.

“You need to stop looking at me like that,” Dalton murmured in my ear.

“Like what?” I licked the rest of the wine off my lip with the tip of my tongue.

This time it was Dalton who groaned softly. Placing his hands on my hips, he slowly backed me into a dim corner, away from prying eyes. “Like you’re thinking how great it would feel if I hoisted you up on that wine barrel table over there with your legs wrapped around my waist.”

“Are you sure that’s not you thinking that?” My hips responded almost instinctively as he pulled me snugly against his body. I could feel him, rock hard, pressed to my stomach. The wanting desire I had been keeping at bay from the moment he showed up at my house looking practically delectable with low-riding jeans and a black V-neck sweater that accentuated his well-toned chest was threatening to explode.


Molly McAdams


Molly McAdamsMolly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband and furry four-legged daughters. When she's not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach … which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out movie quotes. She has a weakness for crude-humored movies and fried pickles, and loves curling up in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm ... or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren't really happening.
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SAVING ME 
“I’m about to embarrass the hell out of myself, but I don’t care anymore. I feel like when I’m near you, I’m safe, and it makes no sense to me. It is the weirdest feeling to have with someone I only know three things about.”

My eyebrows rose at that and I turned to fully face her. “Three?”

“Yes. Three things. Your name is Kier, you’re extremely quiet, and you are the biggest puzzle I’ve ever tried to figure out.”

“I’m the puzzle?”

“Yes!” she said in exasperation.

That had to have been the most backward statement I’d ever heard. “And why am I a puzzle?”
“Because of what I just told you. I don’t know you, you don’t even talk to anyone, and I feel safe when you’re near me! Why is that? I feel like I’m going crazy because all I’ve been able to think about for these past two weeks is you, and how every time you open your mouth it’s like déjà vu, and I just—I don’t know what’s happening.” Her green eyes were massive and she looked like she was on the edge of losing her shit.

I took a few steps toward her and lowered my voice. “Calm down, Indy. You’re fine.”
“I just don’t understand,” she said loudly, the pitch of her voice rising. “Do you believe in past lives?” she asked suddenly.

I paused, a laugh slipping past my lips. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Past lives? Like that whole stupid YOLO saying is really just bullshit, because we’re about to get another shot down the road?”

I tried to contain my smile, but she was really fucking adorable when she was like this. “What does that have to do with what you’re freaking out over?”

“In stories with soul mates they find each other no matter what in every life. And it’s like they have a weird connection they can’t explain.”

I closed the distance between us and dropped my head so I was looking directly into her eyes. “Are you saying we’re soul mates?”

“No!” she said, horror lacing her voice, her cheeks filling with heat.
“I think you were,” I teased.
“I wasn’t, I was just saying that in stories . . . I don’t know what I’m saying, okay? But I don’t get what’s going on with us!”
“So now there’s an us?”

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “I need to stop talking.”

I laughed and took a step back. “I’m teasing you, Indy. And no, I don’t believe in past lives. I think we have this one, and that’s it.”

She sighed, and her body visibly relaxed. When she spoke again, she sounded exhausted—and in a way, defeated. “I don’t, either, but I can’t figure out how to explain this feeling like I know you.”
I ground my jaw for a few seconds as her green eyes held mine. “Because maybe you do know me. You’re just not ready to remember why.”


CHRISTINA LEE
Christina  Lee
Mother, wife, reader, dreamer. Christina lives in the Midwest with her husband and son--her two favorite guys. 

She's addicted to lip gloss and salted caramel everything. She believes in true love and kissing, so writing romance novels has become a dream job. 

Author of the Between Breaths series from Penguin. ALL OF YOU, BEFORE YOU BREAK and WHISPER TO ME available now, PROMISE ME THIS on October 7th, 2014. 

Also Adult contemporary romance TWO OF HEARTS coming from Peguin/NAL on May 5th 2015.
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Beneath Your Layers

I motioned for the bar. “Want me to get you a soda or a water?”
Chloe stared at me for another long moment before she said, “No, thanks.”

We listened to the next song quietly standing beside each other, lost in our own thoughts. Until she turned to me and said, “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I said, almost breathless. Given her mood, maybe she’d give me something good this time.

“Your turn, Blake,” she said. “Do something spontaneous.”

My fingers trembled from wanting to touch her so badly and all I could think about was doing just that.

“You sure that’s what you want?” I said, turning and backing her against the wall.
“Yes,” she breathed out.

“Something spontaneous or something I’ve been thinking about doing for days?” I said, my lips coming closer to hers. “Maybe weeks?”

Her breath caught. “It . . . it’s your call.”

My head swung forward, our foreheads practically touching. Fluttery breaths were escaping her lips. I place my arms on either side of her head and she bit down on her lip.

My heart thrashed in my chest and all I could think about was how desperate I was to kiss her, but how nervous I was to blow this opportunity.  

So I attempted to read her signals and they were definitely mixed. Her eyes flitted between panic and lust.

When I pinned my hip against hers, I could’ve sworn I heard a low moan in the back of her throat.

“Please,” she rasped out. “Please . . . don’t . . . Blake.”

My stomach was in my throat. Fuck, either I’d scared her or I’d been reading her wrong.
I leaned back to give her space, but her fingers suddenly skimmed across my waist, clenching my shirt and drawing me nearer.

“Don’t what?” I asked in confusion. She was so fucking messing with my head.

“Don’t . . .” She was panting now. “Don’t stop.”



FALL LIKE RAIN BLOG TOUR+GIVEAWAY




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Fall Like Rain
by Ana Tejano
Release Date: September 29th, 2014
Blurb:
Rain De Castro has been in love with her best friend, Mark Velasco, for almost the entire time she has known him, but she’s clearly in the friend zone because he’s happily in a relationship. Or so she thought, until the news of his break-up reaches her. 

Now that Mark’s single again, she decides that it’s time to get out of the zone. But when her cousin Lissa comes into the picture and sets her eyes on Mark, Rain feels troubled when he gets a little too friendly with her. 

Rain is determined to fight for what she feels this time, but is it worth the effort if it's a losing battle from the start? 

Will she back off to give way for her best friend's happiness, even if it means losing him to someone else again? 

Buy the book: Amazon | Smashwords

"Songs that remind you of characters from 
Fall Like Rain"

I listened to a lot of music I was writing Fall Like Rain, usually to get the appropriate ~feels~. I’m not a melody girl, though, so my choice of songs for a particular project relied mostly on the lyrics, and how these words would fit a specific scene or emotion that my characters are feeling.

I made a little soundtrack of Fall Like Rain on Spotify (http://bit.ly/flrplaylist), but like I said, they set for the mood for certain scenes (example: I Can Feel Your Heartbeat by A New Normal for that specific scene in a certain convenience store, Landslide by Fleetwood Mac for that major #creys scene). I didn’t really think of songs for characters, but if I were to choose songs that remind me of them, they would be:

RAIN: Migraine by Moonstar88


Being my main character and having hung out with her in my head for the past year and a half, I had a lot of songs that remind me of Rain. It was hard to choose first, but I think this one fits her best. Rain is an over thinker, and all her thinking could sometimes give her a headache (I should know, because I tend to over think, too)! This song’s first lines also captured Rain’s confused and frustrated feelings for Mark: Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo / Hanggang dito na lang ako / Nangangarap na mapasayo. </3

(For the benefit of non-Filipinos, that song lyric translates roughly to, “Oh yeah, we’re not together, so I’ll just stay here and dream about you.”)

MARK: Better With You by Kris Allen


I had a bit of a hard time choosing a song for Mark because I had more interaction with how Rain felt for Mark than being in Mark’s head. What song would fit smiley-faced boy? And then this song played on shuffle, and there, it reminded me of how he felt for his best friend. This song could also be the answer to a little game that Mark and Rain played at a certain scene. :)

MEAH: Be Okay by Oh Honey 


You know how some people are the 3am friends, the ones you’d call at that time because you need a friend and they would pick up and listen and talk to you through things? That’s Meah. She’s the kind of person who will make sure you’re okay, and is willing to dish tough love when needed. Meah is one of the most fun characters I’ve written, and yes, she will have her own story, soon. :)


FAITH: Set the World on Fire by Britt Nicole



Rain and Meah are opposites, and Faith acts as kind of the equalizer between them. I also consider Faith as the nicest one among them, so this song by Britt Nicole reminds me of her. I didn’t write it in this book, but Faith is a social worker for a Catholic NGO, so in essence, she really does want to set the world on fire by helping out.



LISSA: Ain’t It Fun by Paramore 



The original Lissa in the NaNoWriMo version of Fall Like Rain is an indie band manager, so she was usually out in late night gigs, wore a lot of black, leather, and dark make-up (so stereotypical, I know. Forgive my 20-year old self, please). Lissa lost a little of that edge in this version, but sometimes in my head, she’s still that rocker chick from 2006. Perhaps she still has dreams of that, too.

FRANCIS: King of Anything by Sara Bareilles


When I first chose this topic for the guest post, I thought I’d have a hard time choosing a song for Francis because I think I spent the least time with him while I was writing. Then I started writing this post and this song jumped out at me without me even thinking too much. Just perfect.


CAMS: You and Me by Ben Rector 



I wrote this little piece about Cams a year ago, and I really had this other song for her but it felt a little too emo now that I thought about it. I realized that this song fit her more, specifically on what happened to her before the start of the story. I am obviously trying to be vague here because it’s kind of a little spoiler-y if I talk about her too much. :)


Bonus track!
Slow Love by Michael Alvarado

  
In one of the chapter of Fall Like Rain, Meah mentioned a song that Mark posted on Rain’s timeline. This is the song. Mark’s comment was, “Think we can do something like this for your grandfather’s video? ” Innocent comment, but of course there’s subtext. :)

Thanks so much for having me over! This was fun. :)

About the Author 

Ana Tejano has been in love with words and writing ever since she met Elizabeth Wakefield when she was in Grade 3. She has contributed several non-fiction pieces in print and online publications, and has been blogging for years. When she’s not writing, she works as a marketing lead for a multinational company by day, manages a book club, and serves in her church community in every other time that she doesn’t spend reading or sleeping. She lives in Metro Manila and is also known by another name in her other circles (but it’s not a secret identity, really).

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Tour schedule

November 3:
Liana of Like Love Blog - Review
Hazel of Stay Bookish - Review
Paula of Her Book Thoughts - Review

November 4:
Cary of Lodiversity - Review
Tricia of In Lesbians with Books - Review
Kai of Amaterasu Reads - Excerpt

November 5:
Monique of Marginalia - Excerpt
Kristelle of Amiabooklover - Review
Biena of Library Mistress (Review)

November 6:
Mary Ann of Teen Readers Diary (Guest post)
Maricar of Black Plume (Review)
Precious of Fragments of Life (Review)

November 7:
Lynai of It's A Wonderful Bookworld (Interview / Guest post)
Dianne of Oops I Read A Book Again! (Review & Excerpt)
Geeky Chiquitas (Review)


1 of 5 ebook copies of Fall Like Rain (Open Internationally!)
1 of 2 signed paperback copies of Fall Like Rain (PH Only!)

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