RELEASE BLITZ: Title: Physis Series: Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story #4 Author: Michelle Irwin

Title: Physis
Series: Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story #4
Author: Michelle Irwin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 28, 2017


Finding a new normal is never as easy as it seems.

Phoebe Reede has suffered unimaginable tortures at the hands of her captors. Now home and safe, she can’t let go of the things that happened to her. No amount of therapy or coaxing by her parents can draw her from her shell.

How can she learn to live again, when everything she loved about herself is gone?

**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under the age of 18. Some books in this series contain content, including sexual assault and violence, that may trigger emotional distress in some readers.**

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Michelle Irwin has been many things in her life: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; a young girl willing to fight for the love of a vampire; and a time-travelling madman in a box. She achieved all of these feats and many more through her voracious reading habit. Eventually, so much reading had to have an effect and the cast of characters inside her mind took over and spilled out onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under with her surprisingly patient husband and ever-intriguing daughter, carving out precious moments of writing and reading time around her accounts-based day job. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.

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Edmund Rushwood is a single English Lord in possession of a great fortune who is in desperate need of a rich wife.

In accordance with his father’s will, Edmund has until he turns twenty-six to find a wealthy bride or lose his vast inheritance. To retain his selfish lifestyle, he agrees to join an American dating game show to find the woman who can save him. He doesn’t bargain on meeting Abby Forester, an impoverished, spirited American woman who is content to live out her father’s dreams in his vintage record shop.

With covert intervention from an unlikely source, Abby lands on the dating game show as one of Edmund’s potential brides. As their worlds entangle and love begins to bloom, Abby discovers Edmund cannot marry her and retain his wealth at the same time. Will love keep them together, or will greed triumph and tear them apart?


To postpone her reunion with Will, she turned to the other man, who, in a span of two and half minutes, had flirted, charmed, and even rescued a table full of giggling bridesmaids from a clumsy drunk carrying two pitchers of beer.
Hell, Edmund. I say, screw them all,” Will said, and then snorted. Mortified over their private chat, she started to twist away until a haughty British accent stopped her.
“There’s no need to run off.” Called out, Abby sighed and turned back to Will’s friend, Edmund. She expected him to be handsome. After all, she’d watched dozens of women drop their phone numbers into his lap on the way to the ladies’ room.
“I…I wasn’t running,” she said, her middle-school reaction to his good looks and regal demeanor, causing heat to spread from head to toe. “You came to give me your number, then?”
The Englishman smiled, his dusty eyebrows rising over hypnotic ocean-green eyes with Caribbean blue flecks. His gaze was so alluring that she thought if she stared too long, she might drown. She blinked to save herself, her attention lifting to his hair. It was longer and ruffled on top, but short in the back and tapered on the sides. She knew right away he was rich.
“What? No. I came to—” Damn. His perfect posture and arrogant smile had her so flustered, she’d forgotten why she was there. She knew after meeting him she’d imagine him as either Mr. Rochester—or worse, Mr. Darcy—while reading her English Lit assignment.
“It doesn’t matter. I only called you back to ask if it’s true—”
Her somewhat reserved and relaxed nature snapped. “No, Weaver’s Beer does not have the same effect as erectile dysfunction meds, but if you’re looking for something that does, I would suggest talking to a doctor about a prescription.”
His sensual mouth twisted into an amused smile. The subtle, yet dangerous gesture caused a fiery blush to rise from Abby’s belly to her cheeks. She had jumped to the wrong and worst conclusion. She wanted to pull the tray in front of her face, slide out the side door and back to her father’s record shop. Entranced, she remained standing before the man.

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Grace Evans is steadily picking up the pieces of everyone else’s life. So, when her younger sister decides to turn into a runaway bride just four weeks before the wedding, Grace, drops everything to chase after her and bring her back home. Only, when the trail leads to Mistletoe, Washington, she finds herself at the mercy of the town’s most handsome and emotionally unavailable bachelor.

Ex-Army officer, Ayden McCabe, has three creeds in life: never make the first move, never fall in love, and never take anyone to Mistletoe’s Christmas Dance. Wanting nothing more than to keep his matchmaking sister from meddling in his personal life, he agrees to help Grace if she agrees to play his girlfriend. Too brunette and meek for his taste, Ayden believes Grace can’t tempt him enough to break any of his creeds. He could not be more wrong.

Ayden downed the rest of his beer, unsure whether what he was about to do was a brilliant idea or one drastic and tragic mistake. He knew nothing about Grace Evans except that she was uncommonly pretty with perhaps more freckles on her small nose than most women he knew. She also appeared a bit unorganized and seemed to carry the weight of the world on her small shoulders. He had no doubt most of that world didn’t even belong to her.
However, she was nice and didn’t seem to want anything from him except a room. As he planned his next move, she exited the bathroom behind Rachel, her fine features perplexed and pinched into careful deliberation. At least she didn’t head straight for the exit; she ambled toward their booth.
When she sat down, she tucked a wisp of dark shoulder-length hair behind an ear, a nervous habit he found innocent and sensual at the same time. Not that he liked to memorize a woman’s attributes; he did find her deep hazel eyes intriguing, especially when she narrowed them in serious thought.
“I guess I was wrong about you. You are very popular around here,” she said, peeking up from her timidity.
He chuckled and sank against the cushioned seat, believing Grace Evans presented him with more problems than he was ready to handle. Yet, he knew she awarded him a solution to at least one of them. On a gamble, he shifted forward and drew out the flyer he’d ripped off the wooden post a few feet from them.
On the table before her, he flattened out the edge and tapped the center where his face lay wrinkled and distorted.
“Not that I agree one should try and find someone who has voluntarily disappeared, but I want to propose a scheme of sorts. I can help you find your sister, but I need something from you in exchange.”
She glanced up, her glittering eyes narrowing to distrusting slits in the muted lamp light. He thought about recanting his thoughts, convinced no one would ever believe she’d caught his attention, for he preferred them taller, a little vain, and more liberated.
This girl, on the other hand, barely cleared his chin, possessed not one conceited bone in her small body, and appeared, at present, as cautious and jittery as a baby rabbit ready to bolt. He waited for the displeasure of such a woman to sink into his gut, causing him to change his mind. When, after a few moments of glancing at her wondrous brown-hazel eyes, his body reacted more with temptation than reluctance.
“You need me, Grace. I can see it. I can feel it. And I can help you.”
IN MISTLETOE: Holiday Romance

I'm a LEO wife, mother, and third-generation veteran. 

I have been writing for thirteen years. My debut novel, LORD BACHELOR, earned second place in The Heart of Excellence, Reader’s Choice Award in 2016. This novel was also featured in InD'tale Magazine for receiving a Crowned Heart Review (4.5 stars). Although I enjoy the contemporary romance genre, my first love is historical romance. There's just something about a man in a pair of Hessian boots.

When I'm not writing, I'm spending time with my husband and two boys, ages 13 and 11. Without their sacrifice and understanding, I would have never been able to pursue my passion of writing or my accomplishment of becoming a published author. 

No matter what I write and read, there ALWAYS has to be a happy ending.

MY KIND OF YOU (Trillium Bay #1)

MY KIND OF YOU                                       TRACY BROGAN

Emily Callaghan never expected to spend another summer on Wenniway Island. Yet here she is, back in her quaint northern Michigan hometown of Trillium Bay, divorced, flat broke, and dragging along her precocious twelve-year-old. It’s a simple arrangement: Emily, a house flipper, will renovate one of her grandmother’s rental properties in exchange for a much-needed loan. Once a wild child, the reformed Emily also hopes to remodel her reputation and show her family she’s all grown up.

But coming home is never simple. Emily’s dad is more distant than ever. Her younger sister is dating a much older man, and Emily’s worried it’s a mistake. The cottage remodel grows increasingly daunting. And then there’s handsome out-of-towner Ryan Taggert…

Ryan has his own family drama. A smart, ambitious land developer, he’s come to Wenniway to rescue his father from the grips of a new girlfriend and protect their family business. But he’s quickly distracted by gorgeous, witty Emily Callaghan.

There’s no denying the attraction between Emily and Ryan. But will their conflicting interests destroy any chance at love? Or will Emily finally get the chance to rebuild her life—and repair her heart?

     This was such a funny book.  As you know I love family sagas.  This one did not disappoint at all.  The standout character would have to be Chloe.  She was a hoot.
     This story was about Emily Callaghan and her daughter Chloe going home to a small island in Michigan for the summer.  Emily has been a single mother for the last 7 years officially but since day one unofficially.
     She has had basically no family support of her choosing because her father (Chief of Police) did not make it easy to reach out and ask for help.  All because being young and impulsive.  She ran off with a non-islander and got married.  At the time, she thought she was in love.  About the time, she realized she made a mistake it was about the time she was pregnant.  Not really ideal.
     She would never regret her marriage ever for just that reason.  When a risky business deal fails beyond bad she asks Gigi (her grandmother) to help her out (not a handout).  To pay her back she agrees that on top of paying her back when the house finally flips that she will remodel her rental cottage.
     On the last stop over they meet Ryan Taggert.  They can’t make the last thirty-minute flight due to engine trouble.  They share a taxi to the actual nearest town.  In route, they find out Ryan’s on his way to the island to save his father from marrying a money hungry bimbo.  Who was putting his claws into his millionaire father?
     Well, let me just say there is a lot more than her claws sinkin’ in, on and around his father that is for sure.  There is a lot of things going on in and on that small town too.  But the best part is Chloe is making new friends and is accepted for who she is and Emily has a work crew with personality and quirks but a lot of heart.  Most of all there’s laughter.  I give this: 5 stars.  Provided by

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Taya Monroe is trying to pick up the pieces of her failed writing career and broken life after walking out on her cheating fiancé. The last thing she needs is a serious relationship. The last thing she wants is a fling. Then she runs into an old friend and ski partner—the one man she always wanted who never wanted her.

Ski Patroller Jordan Wiley is a single dad with zero time or energy for dating. When he reconnects with Taya, his attraction to her is even stronger than before she left him behind for a career in the city. But with a young son to think about, he’s determined to ignore his feelings. Again.

After a magical day on the slopes, a snow storm traps them in an avalanche of chemistry neither can deny. Will their friendship survive the weight of their passion or will they surface as more than friends?
         This was quick in more ways than one.  Two friends who were back in the day were skiing buddies.  They happened to share.  A kiss during a time when Jordan Wiley had just broken up with his on again off again girlfriend.  He had had always been attracted to Taya Monroe yet, when the kiss happened he couldn’t lose and good thing like a best friend if he messed it up by having a romantic relationship. 
     So, he said it meant nothing to him and that he felt nothing other than friendship for her.  To throw her off.  He did alright.  After grad school, they went their separate ways.  Taya always a little embarrassed that she had kissed him and told him how she felt.  With him saying he was not into her the same way.  They were just friends.
     Let’s just say they lost contact.  Whether it be over this or life in general.  Then one day up on the mountain at a ski lodge parking lot she runs into him.  Actually, he notices and seeks her out.
     It turns out he is on the volunteer ski patrol and he is a firefighter full time.  She’s amazed to see him.  He hasn’t changed.  Although, she knew she had gained several pounds.  When he greets her it’s with a full body hug which does crazy things to her.  To say their chemistry was off the charts is an understatement.
     That is why I was so sad to see the author took this to a quick climax actually and literally.  As well as throwing all the character’s issues into this rosy package like no discussion needed.  The End!  I really liked Jordan but felt Taya was lacking.  I really feel it had something but then dropped the ball.
     I give this: 3 stars.  Provided by 
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SHOUT OUT: AN AUTHOR’S PLACE: Presents: Parker S. Huntington: Author of: ASHER BLACK



Author: Parker S. Huntington

He was supposed to kill me.
I had done the unthinkable. I called the cops on him, on his family, but he let me live. We became friends, and then... we fell in love.

Lucy Ives is a foster kid, running from her turbulent past. On her first night in New York City, she accidentally calls the cops on the mafia. But when their fixer comes to kill her, he ends up sparing her life in exchange for a favor—be his fake fiancé or die.

For two years, I was gone. And now, here I am, in danger again and wearing the shirt Steve got me.
The irony isn’t lost on me.
Asher laughs again. It’s a lifeless sound. “You’re a damn ghost, but I don’t think you’re connected to the mafia. I wasn’t sure before, but after meeting you again, I don’t think so.” His eyes peruse my body, causing me to shiver. His full lips curl up in disgust. “I mean look at you. You’re shaking, for fuck’s sake. It’s pathetic.” Those chilling blue eyes narrow on me, and he takes a menacing step closer. “Why’d you call the cops?”
I take a step back and occupy myself by eyeing the floor.
It’s a really interesting floor.
Looks like a floor.
Feels like a floor.
Asher interrupts my beautiful ode to the floor. “You’re going to have to answer me eventually.”
I keep my eyes trained on my dirty friend, the floor. “I-I… I thought that b-big guy was h-hurting that girl.”
“He was.”
I look up at him, surprised that he would admit it.
He continues, “But that was the point. She knew it. I knew it. He knew it. Everyone that passed them knew it. Everyone but you.”
He takes a step closer, and I try to take one back, but I’m already pressed against the wall. He’s so close now, I can feel his breath on my forehead. I can even smell the mint in it, as cold as the indifference in his eyes.
The look of indifference is replaced by mirth. “Lucy, did you call the cops because you were mad I didn’t finish you off?” His hands trail down my body, resting below my hips. “We can fix that easily.”
When his fingers brush against my jean-clad ass, I shout, “No!” I’m not sure if it’s a reply to his question or a response to his touch.
I can’t believe I ever had the courage to touch this man, though that was before I learned that he’s in the mob. It’s as if the second I found out, my fear extinguished my bravado in its entirety, ensconcing it like a solar eclipse. I can only hope the world will continue to rotate, and one day, the sun will reveal itself—along with my nerve.
The amusement in his face is gone, and he leans down and whispers in my ear, “So, what are we going to do with you?”
Is this where I’m supposed to beg for my life?
I’ll do it if it means I’ll live. I’m building a future for myself at Wilton, and that’s worth begging for. I don’t care if that makes me pathetic or weak. I know my strengths and weaknesses enough to know that I will never get away from this man unless he lets me.
“Don’t kill me.” I look up at him.
Gosh, he’s so close right now.
“Please, don’t kill me,” I beg again, the pleading in my voice so unfamiliar to my own ears.
His smile is patronizing. “I won’t kill you. You’re an innocent. You stepped wrong, but you’re still an innocent.”
“What are you going to do to me?” I wince.
That sounded more suggestive than it was supposed to.
The smirk on his face tells me he heard it, too. He leans even closer, dipping his head so we’re almost eye level with one another. He lifts his finger under my chin and tilts my face up. I let out a shaky breath, and he breathes it in. It’s the most intimate thing I have ever experienced, and I’m not a virgin.
When he speaks, his lips brush lightly against mine. “You’ll owe me a favor.”
My eyes drop to his lips. “A favor?”
Each time we speak, we’re practically kissing, stealing the air from one another but not quite giving it back. I don’t fight it. Frozen in fear and lust and stupidity, I can’t, and that’s frustrating.
What am I doing?
This is a man who has killed before. Hell, a couple hours ago, he was about to kill me. Yet, here I am, brushing my lips against his, stealing his breaths like they’re mine to take. But other than going along with this, I can’t see any other options that don’t end with my body floating in the Hudson River.
A part of me sees this for what it is. A fear tactic. A power play. He’s letting me know that he controls me, reminding me how afraid I am of him. And he’s right. I’m too scared to put up a fight, but I value my education at Wilton too much to run.
He backs away. “A favor. I take it you have a new phone?”
When I nod, still dazed, he holds out his hand. I point to my backpack. He grabs my phone from the front pocket and enters something in. A few seconds later, I hear his phone ringing. He returns my phone to my backpack.
“You have my number. I have yours.”
And then he’s gone without a goodbye. Though he left the door to the stairwell propped open for me, I stand there for an hour, pressed against the wall. Shocked.
I owe a favor to a mobster.
How the Hell did that happen?

Parker S. Huntington is from Orange County, California. She graduated pre-med with a Bachelor’s of Arts in Creative Writing from the University of California, Riverside. As of April 2017, the 21-years-old novelist is still pursuing a Master’s of Liberal Arts (ALM) in Literature and Creative Writing from Harvard University. Go Crimson! 
She has 2 puppies—a German Shepherd mix named Bauer and a husky and lab mix named Chloe—both termed after characters from Fox’s 24. She also lives with her boyfriend of four years—a real life alpha male, book boyfriend worthy hunk of a man. She is currently working on Book 2 of  The Five Syndicates Series, which she hopes to have published by the end of Spring 2017.
Instagram: @parkershuntington
Twitter: @authorPSH

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RELEASE BLITZ: Title: Physis Series: Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story #4 Author: Michelle Irwin

Title: Physis Series: Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story #4 Author: Michelle Irwin Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Da...