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Friday Feature & Giveaway: House of Cards by Garrett Leigh

Title: House of Cards by Garrett Leigh
Porthkennack Series Book Four
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Genre: Contemporary, M/M, Romance
Length: 249 pages/Word Count: 66,000


Calum Hardy’s life has unravelled. Reeling from the betrayal of a man he once loved, he boards a train heading south, with no real idea where he’s going except a world away from London.

Brix Lusmoore can hardly believe his eyes when he spots one of his oldest friends outside Truro station. He hasn’t seen Calum since he fled the capital himself four years ago, harbouring a life-changing secret. But despite the years of silence, their old bond remains, warm and true—and layered with simmering heat they’ve never forgotten.

Calum takes refuge with Brix and a job at his Porthkennack tattoo shop. Bit by bit, he rebuilds his life, but both men carry the ghosts of the past, and it will take more than a rekindled friendship and the magic of the Cornish coast to chase them away.

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About Porthkennack

Welcome to Porthkennack, a charming Cornish seaside town with a long and sometimes sinister history. Legend says King Arthur’s Black Knight built the fort on the headland here, and it’s a certainty that the town was founded on the proceeds of smuggling, piracy on the high seas, and the deliberate wrecking of cargo ships on the rocky shore. Nowadays it draws in the tourists with sunshine and surfing, but locals know that the ghosts of its Gothic past are never far below the surface.

This collaborative story world is brought to you by five award-winning, best-selling British LGBTQ romance authors: Alex BeecroftJoanna ChambersCharlie CochraneGarrett Leigh, and JL Merrow. Follow Porthkennack and its inhabitants through the centuries and through the full rainbow spectrum with historical and contemporary stand-alone titles.

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Author Bio

Garrett Leigh is an award-winning British writer and book designer, currently working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id, Riptide Publishing, and Fox Love Press.

Garrett’s debut novel, Slide, won Best Bisexual Debut at the 2014 Rainbow Book Awards, and her polyamorous novel, Misfits was a finalist in the 2016 LAMBDA awards.

When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible, all the while shouting at her menagerie of children and animals and attempting to tame her unruly and wonderful FOX.

Garrett is also an award winning cover artist, taking the silver medal at the Benjamin Franklin Book Awards in 2016. She designs for various publishing houses and independent authors at, and co-owns the specialist stock site with renowned LGBTQA+ photographer Dan Burgess.

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To celebrate the release of House of Cards, one lucky winner will receive a $25 Riptide credit! Leave a comment with your contact info to enter the contest. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on July 22, 2017. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Thanks for following the tour, and don’t forget to leave your contact info!


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Tour Stop, Excerpt & Giveaway: Where I Need to Be by Jamie Hollins

Title: Where I Need to Be by Jamie Hollins
McKenna Series Book Three
Publisher: Jamie Hollins
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Length: 258 pages


When heroin stole James Foley’s wife and destroyed his marriage, he poured all his energy into raising his young son and running his auto garage. There’s no room in his life for anything else until Megan McKenna walks into his shop. He finds it impossible to resist the sexy school teacher.

After an ugly divorce, Megan lost her home, her job, and a big chunk of her self-respect. With her posh lifestyle now a memory, she starts over by indulging in an unexpected fling with a hard-bodied mechanic.

What begins as something casual turns into something meaningful. But how can their relationship survive when it’s built on half-truths?

James and Megan soon discover that being honest with themselves is just as important as being honest with each other. Only then will their relationship fire on all cylinders.

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Megan nibbled on her lower lip as she looked everywhere but at him. He desperately wanted to ask her what was bothering her, but he stopped himself. She wasn’t his. It was none of his business.

He needed to be straight with her.

“About Friday night…” He paused before deciding to begin a different way. “I need to be upfront with you and tell you that I’m not interested in a relationship. I’ve got a lot going on in my life with the shop and with my son. And a steady woman just doesn’t fit into my plans at the moment.”

She nodded but didn’t say anything. Shit, if she broke into tears in his parking lot, he didn’t know what he would do.

“I like you, Megan. I sure as hell liked what happened on Friday, and I’d like to see you again. But beyond that, I can’t give you anything more.”

“So are you saying you’d like to date but not exclusively?”

Was that what he was saying? That he wanted to date her?

“If by dating you mean periodically getting together and having sex, then sure, let’s go with that.”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he wished he could take them back. He was being honest, but it had made him sound like a dick.

She looked skyward and smiled. “Thank God. That’s exactly what I was going to say.”

He frowned. “You were?”

“Yes!” She laughed. “What a relief. I had a lot fun with you. But jumping back into a relationship…I just can’t right now.”

“So we agree on this?” he asked incredulously.


Huh. Wasn’t that something?

“Oh, but there is one thing I did want to add,” she said, grimacing slightly.

He knew there had to be a catch.

“If we’re…” She looked back toward the garage at the guys congregating around the open doors, pretending not to eavesdrop. “If we’re sleeping together, I’m not going to hold you to being exclusive, but I would hope you could extend the courtesy of letting me know if you meet someone else who you’d like to sleep with.”

He couldn’t help it, he let his chuckle slip. He wasn’t laughing at what she said. It was perfectly reasonable. He was laughing at the idea of wanting any other woman when he had Megan in his bed.

“That’s fair,” he replied. “And I’d expect the same courtesy from you.”

Smiling, she extended her hand. “Deal.”

He frowned, taking her outstretched hand. Instead of shaking it, he lightly tugged her toward him. “Sweetheart, I’m not shaking your hand like we’re conducting some business deal.”

She blinked, her mouth falling open before she closed it quickly. Pulling her hand from his grasp, Megan clutched the strap of her purse. “Of course, I’m sorry. That was stupid.”

He smiled, taking a step closer and leaning in slightly. “Not stupid, and you have nothing to apologize for.” He watched as her eyes fell to his lips and he liked the way this woman thought. “Now tell me…when can I see you again?”

She swallowed before nibbling on her lower lip. It took everything he had not to reach up and pull her rose-colored lip down with his thumb. James knew all of his employees were watching. They’d stopped the pretense of being busy the moment he’d pulled her toward him.

“How about we do dinner this weekend?” he asked. “It’ll have to be late, after Cade goes to bed.”

She nodded slowly. “I’d like that.”

“Saturday around nine o’clock?”

Her clear blue eyes smiled as she nodded again. “It’s a date.”

“It’s a date,” he repeated.

Author Bio

Jamie Hollins was born and raised in rural Northeast Ohio. After graduate school, she embarked on a perilous career in Human Resources where she met plenty of real life characters. When she’s not writing or chasing after her toddler, she enjoys reading and golfing. Jamie lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and their dog, Winston.

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Tour Stop & Giveaway: Escaping Indigo by Eli Lang

In Escaping Indigo, Micah, the main character, goes to work for his favorite band… Escaping Indigo. And, to his surprise, he ends up falling in love with Bellamy, the singer of the band. Most of the book takes place while Escaping Indigo is on tour across the US. And I thought, if they’re on tour, they should have tour posters, right? So here are a few posters, and a cover for Escaping Indigo’s eponymous album.

Title: Escaping Indigo by Eli Lang
Escaping Indigo Series Book One
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Genre: Contemporary, New Adult, M/M, Romance
Length: 221 pages/Word Count: 67,400


Micah thought he’d always be in a band. All he ever wanted was to play drums and make great music, but when his best friend and bandmate passes away, Micah is left adrift. The thing that’s always lifted him up is now a reminder of everything he’s lost.

In an attempt to put his life back together, Micah takes a job as roadie for his favorite band, Escaping Indigo. He’s always admired the lead singer, Bellamy. On stage, Bellamy is confident, glittery, and radiant. But as the two grow closer, Micah realizes that in person, Bellamy is quiet, introspective, and a little uncertain. And that’s the person Micah is falling for.

Micah is determined to know all of Bellamy, both the rock star side and the side hidden from the audience, the side that creates music that touches Micah’s heart. Bellamy has secrets of his own, though, things he doesn’t want to share with anyone. And trying to uncover Bellamy’s truths might be the thing that ends up pushing him away.

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Author Bio

Eli Lang is a writer and drummer. She has played in rock bands, worked on horse farms, and has had jobs in libraries, where she spent most of her time reading every book she could get her hands on. She can fold a nearly perfect paper crane and knows how to tune a snare drum. She still buys stuffed animals because she feels bad if they’re left alone in the store, believes cinnamon buns should always be eaten warm, can tell you more than you ever wanted to know about the tardigrade, and has a book collection that’s reaching frightening proportions. She lives in Arizona with far too many pets.

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Tour Stop & Excerpt: Malentiendido (Misunderstood) by Mara White

Title: Malentiendido (Misunderstood) by Mara White
Publisher: Heightsbound
Genre: Contemporary, Taboo, Erotica, Romance
Length: 257 pages


Whatever force made Lucky, either God or the Universe, wrapped him so tightly around my heart that sometimes I’m suffocating.
Biologically, we are made of too many similar parts, yet our chemistry is like a meteor shower, raining bright sparks of light into the dark night.
But it’s not our biology or chemistry that worries me the most, it’s the physics of our love that goes against the cosmos.

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Four garbage bags full of old clothes and books for the Goodwill. I promised Mami I’d clean out my room so she can use it as a real guest room. I leave the boxes under my bed for last; they’re filled with letters and pictures, yearbooks and school notes from when I was a kid.

Every letter from Lucky that I ever received lies under this bed. I’m afraid to even touch them. Irma says it brings bad luck to touch things that belonged to the dead. So all I really end up doing is shuffling the boxes around, dumping some half-filled ones into others to consolidate the mess. I’m emptying one when a letter floats to the floor. Lucky’s handwriting. His words. My heart and all of my skin immediately catch fire.

I stare at it without breathing for what seems like an eternity’s worth of cascading memories scrolling through my mind. I pick up Lucky’s words with a trembling hand and hold the yellowed paper to my heart first before raising it to my eyes.


You got me chewed up and spit out, girl. I can’t do this anymore. I’m twisted and fucked up, thinking about you more than is normal.

So what if I’m lit, who gives a fuck if I’m violent? Ese dolor is filling up inside me, sometimes spilling out and taking prisoners wherever it can find ’em. I’ve fucked people up for less than looking at you the wrong way. I can’t live my life like this. But I can’t stay away.

See, part of me wants to run and hide and take back everything we ever done, but there’s another side that won’t quit—that ain’t afraid of no shade they throw or no one.

Anybody would say that me and you ain’t right, that it’s evil—that we holding hands with the diablo mismo, going against God and what’s natural. I been around long enough to know that what I feel for you is real. People don’t get to feel that way, shit, sometimes never in their lives, so even if it’s wrong, I still want it—whatever it is that we got.

I know I’ll never give this to you. You got enough to deal with—y no quiero meterte en esa vaina. But still, for some reason, I need you to know how I feel about you.

Course we always been tight, you always been a mi lado far back as I can remember. Fuck. Then one day it changed and there was no going back from where my mind had taken me, from where my body was going. My feelings were moving forward no matter how much it cost me. Like the bridge done fell all the way down and there ain’t no going back across that water.

Sometimes I’m so lost, sometimes I get so fucking angry. And there’s nothing in this world that can soothe me cept the sound of your voice or the way that you touch me.

It’s like there’s a war taking place and the battleground is my life—there’s two sides to me, and all they ever do is fight.

Bey, I’m not a bad guy, it’s just that nobody gets me. I swear to fucking God. I’d do right by you if someday you’d let me.

No soy malo, sólo malentendido.

But you set that straight, Belén, you douse out the fire.

Ain’t shit in this world that can touch me when I know that you love me.


I don’t remember reading this note and I wonder if I was supposed to, or if it was left here by accident. Maybe Mami found it and put it with my things. Maybe it’s been waiting here this whole time for the exact moment when my eyes would finally be ready to see it.

The bowl of milky, honeyed water fits right next to his photo. I light the white candle and with its flame, burn the note. I want to break the tether and set Luciano’s spirit free. He shouldn’t be chained to my memories, my need to hold onto the pain. God gave me a son and Luke is more than enough; I’m grateful. I’ve got to let go.

Lucky and I ignite one another’s hearts and I’m the only one left to put out the fire.

The flames lick higher and graze my fingertips, sending sharp bites of heat and singing the baby hairs on my wrist. I plunge the flaming letter into the bowl of goat milk and honey.

Go free, Luciano. You don’t belong to me.

My Lucky, born with fire on his heart, gave me the most exhilarating love for the first twenty years of my life. But it’s not fair to him, my husband or my son, for me to keep holding on to this so fiercely, clutching what’s now and forever left me.

Goodbye, Luciano.

My love spells didn’t work.

Author Bio

Mara White is a contemporary romance and erotica writer who laces forbidden love stories with hard issues, such as race, gender and inequality. She holds an Ivy League degree but has also worked in more strip clubs than even she can remember. She is not a former Mexican telenovela star contrary to what the tabloids might say, but she is a former ballerina and will always remain one in her heart. She lives in NYC with her husband and two children and yes, when she’s not writing you can find her on the playground.

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Except & PRINT Giveaway: The Innkeeper’s Sister by Linda Goodnight

Title: The Innkeeper’s Sister by Linda Goodnight
Honey Ridge Series Book Three
Publisher: HQN Books
Genre: Contemporary/Historical, Women’s Fiction
Length: 352 pages


Welcome to Honey Ridge, Tennessee, where Southern hospitality and sweet peach tea beckon, and where long-buried secrets lead to some startling realizations… 

Grayson Blake always has a purpose—and never a moment to lose. He’s come home to Honey Ridge to convert a historic gristmill into a restaurant, but his plans crumble like Tennessee clay when the excavation of a skeleton unearths a Civil War mystery…and leads him back to a beautiful and familiar stranger.

Once a ballet dancer, now co-owner of the Peach Orchard Inn, Valery Carter harbors pain as deep as the secrets buried beneath the mill. A bright facade can’t erase her regrets any more than a glass of bourbon can restore what she’s lost. But spending time with Grayson offers Valery a chance to let go of her past and imagine a happier future. And with the discovery of hidden messages in aged sheet music, both their hearts begin to open. Bound by attraction, and compelled to resolve an old crime that links the inn and the mill, Grayson and Valery encounter a song of hurt, truth…and hope.

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As she took the last step and moved toward him, a smile on her face, Grayson recognized her…and his stomach dipped with a kind of pleasant dread.

Head tilted slightly, the woman extended a hand, silver bracelets dangling from her wrist but otherwise devoid of jewelry. “I’m Valery Carter. Welcome to Peach Orchard Inn.”

Grayson slid his much longer fingers against hers. Her skin was firm and smooth, her nails trimmed but decorated with blaze-red polish. He recognized her, but apparently, she’d for­gotten him. No surprise there.

He realized he was staring, and she was waiting. “Grayson Blake. This is my brother, Devlin. We have a reservation.”

A tiny frown puckered her brow in thought before her face cleared. “Grayson and Devlin? I know you.”

She laughed, tossing her hair so that it made a whispery sound against her shiny blouse. “That’s not a come-on.”

“Too bad,” Devlin, the glib-tongued devil, said, and Valery’s smile widened. “As kids we spent every summer here with our grandparents, Evelyn and Jeff Mayfield. They had a farm on the other side of town.”

“Yes.” She eased her hand from inside Grayson’s. “I remem­ber you two. One of you caused a lot of mischief.”

Grayson jerked a thumb toward his brother. “That would be Devlin.”

She turned her attention to his brother. Hand on her hip, one eyebrow lifted, Valery’s expression wasn’t a bit businesslike as she teased, “Are you here to save the puppies, the whales or to search for Yeti?”

Grayson groaned. “Maybe you remember us too well.”

“The infamous escapades of Devlin Blake and his sidekick? Everyone in Honey Ridge remembers.”

Sidekick. Yeah. That would be him.

Devlin turned on his pretty-boy charm. “Yeti? Is he here? Want to join me in the search?”

Valery’s laugh sounded, low and warm. “You haven’t changed a bit.” Her golden gaze focused on Grayson. His in­sides tightened. The sidekick brother had been an awkward, skinny, nerdy teenager. No doubt she remembered that, too.

“Grayson.” She mulled his name with her soft Tennessee voice. Then her eyes danced with humor, and he was certain she remembered too much.

He cleared his throat, checked his watch. “Are we early? I want to get settled and get back to work.”

“Such a rush,” she mused. “But your rooms are ready. Do you have bags?”

“In the Jeep.” Grayson checked his watch again. They still had daylight. “We’ll get them later.”

“So, what kind of business brings the pair of you back to Honey Ridge?”

“The gristmill across the road. We purchased it.”

Her tidy eyebrows arched. “Really? What on earth for?”

Grayson’s smile was more of a smirk. He enjoyed the scoff­ers, the unbelievers who said the Blake brothers couldn’t make a design happen. Then, when they did, the surprise and plea­sure was so much sweeter.

“You created something beautiful out of this house. We thought we’d do the same with the gristmill.”

“Reopen the mill? But why? No one grinds their own grain these days.”

“As a restaurant. It’s what we do.”

Her brow furrowed in thought. “You know, I think I’ve heard that somewhere. Blake Brothers Restaurants. Isn’t there one in Chattanooga?”

“The Depot, with the private dining cars?” Grayson said. “That’s us.”

“Great steaks. Very posh. Oh.” She pointed. “You’re bleed­ing.” She opened the credenza and pulled a tissue from a box.

Grayson touched his cheek. “Attacked by a vicious briar.”

“Here. Let me.” She moved into his space until he smelled exotic perfume, tiptoed up on ballet flats and patted the tis­sue against his cheek. Up close and personal, her amber eyes were spoked with gold and ringed in black, her lashes thick and long, enhanced with some sort of female magic.

Author Bio

NY Times and USA Bestseller, Linda Goodnight writes novels to touch the heart as well as to entertain. Her emotional stories of hope have won the RITA, the Carol, the Reviewer’s Choice, and numerous other industry awards. A small town girl, Linda remains close to her roots, making her home in rural Oklahoma. She and husband have a blended family of eight, including two teenagers recently adopted from Ukraine. Many of her books are about family and children and rightly so, as she draws her deeply emotional stories from her surroundings, her great love of family, and from personal experiences as a nurse and teacher.

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Tour Stop, Excerpt & Giveaway: Survival Instinct by Janie Crouch

Title: Survival Instinct by Janie Crouch
Instinct Series Book Three
Publisher: Calamity Jane Publishing
Genre: Contemporary, Romantic Suspense, Paranormal/Supernatural Psychics)
Length: 250 pages


The voices in her head have decided to kill her.

Most people joke about hearing voices in their heads. For Chloe Jeffries, they’re real. And as the creative force behind one of the most popular shows on television, she has used the constant flood of voices in her mind to her advantage: fuel for entertainment.

But now one of the voices has decided it wants Chloe all for itself.

Ex-Special Forces soldier Shane Westman just wants to make it back to Wyoming to begin to heal from the horrors of war. The last thing he needs, even as a favor for a good friend, is to take on bodyguard duty of a flighty television writer. But once he does, he realizes there are threats at play he doesn’t understand. And the woman who has somehow begun to thaw his frozen heart is in desperate danger from a menace they can’t see, but is always close.

The voice that will never allow Chloe to escape alive.

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Chloe had put a week’s salary in the curse jar by the time she got off the phone with her studio a few hours later checking Shane Westman out.

Westman was completely trustworthy, competent, and thorough. The studio had run a background check on him as soon as Linear Tactical had said who they were sending. The man had a stellar military record and was well-respected by everyone in the known universe and their mothers.

As if Chloe couldn’t tell all of that by the perfect creases in his khakis.

She wasn’t worried about whether he could get the job done. Any idiot could see that he’d accomplish everything he put his mind to.

She was worried about her ability to get anything done while he was around.

She’d gotten more and more upset as the studio had asked her very logical questions: had Shane done something to offend her? Or make her think he was incompetent? To worry her or someone else?

It didn’t take long for her to realize that trying to explain to the logical studio executives that Shane Westman’s presence might hamper her creative force made her just sound like a nutcase.

And she was a nutcase. But she knew having that man around was going to change everything about everything. Chloe didn’t like change. She liked the chaos she’d built around her because it was hers, and she controlled it. Having Westman around threatened that.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want everyone safe—she did; of course she did—but couldn’t they find someone a little less…commanding? Forceful? Sexy? Damn it.

Author Bio

Award-winning romantic suspense author and 2017 Romance Writers of America RITA finalist Janie Crouch recently relocated from Virginia to an American military base in Stuttgart, Germany with her hubby and four kids. She loves travelling, adventure racing, and movies of all kinds.

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