tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92163191457489440052024-03-18T22:48:29.295-05:00Kayla's PlaceKayla's Placehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16947036928508251155noreply@blogger.comBlogger43312tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216319145748944005.post-80600215866253743232020-07-20T14:00:00.000-05:002020-07-20T14:00:06.758-05:00Cover Reveal: The Trouble with Quarterbacks by R.S. Grey<h2 style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-51222" height="152" src="http://www.inkslingerpr.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/TheTroubleWithQuarterbacks_coverreveal.jpg" width="400" /></h2>
<h2><strong>R.S. Grey’s next standalone rom-com, </strong><strong><em>The Trouble With Quarterbacks,</em></strong><strong> is coming August 6th! Check it out and order yours today! </strong></h2>
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<h2 style="text-align: center;"><strong>About </strong><strong><em>The Trouble WIth Quarterbacks</em></strong></h2>
<strong><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>CANDACE</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: KAT & YASMINE! DO NOT DALLY! Come straight home after work. Kat, don’t take the long route from the subway station just so you can pass by Cute Hot Dog Guy. This is important! </span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">I’ve had </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">THE BEST DAY</span></em><span style="font-weight: 400;">. You won’t believe it. There I was in my preschool classroom, washing a bit of poo out of some soggy trousers, when this absolute </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">babe</span></em><span style="font-weight: 400;"> came to collect his nephew from my class.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Truthfully, I thought I’d blacked out for a moment when I first saw him. He was a proper hunk with glorious brown hair, quite tall, and he had these </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">arms</span></em><span style="font-weight: 400;">. Are muscly arms supposed to turn me on? I’m panting just thinking about them.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Anyway, he told me he’s a professional foosball player. At least, I </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">think</span></em><span style="font-weight: 400;"> that’s what he said. The tots can get quite loud near pick-up time.</span>
<strong>YASMINE</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">Foosball?</span></em><span style="font-weight: 400;"> What are you on about? Have you gone mad?</span>
<strong>KAT</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: Oh sod off. So what if I like to have a good look at Hot Dog Guy’s arse on my trek home after a hard day’s work? It’s called self-care.</span>
<strong>CANDACE</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: Kat, you’re hopeless. Yasmine, yes—foosball! I suppose it’s a big thing over here in the States? We must investigate and learn everything we can.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">By the way, he’s called Logan.</span>
<span style="font-weight: 400;">Logan + Candace. I think that sounds quite nice! I can hear the wedding bells now. </span><em><span style="font-weight: 400;">Dum dum da-dum.</span></em>
<strong>YASMINE</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: Oh good grief. I suppose we can do some snooping when I get home. I’ll grab wine on my way.</span>
<strong>KAT</strong><span style="font-weight: 400;">: I’ll grab hot dogs.</span>
<strong><em>THE TROUBLE WITH QUARTERBACKS</em></strong><em><span style="font-weight: 400;"> is a hilarious romance about unlikely love found between a British preschool teacher and the professional quarterback who sweeps her off her feet.</span></em>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">R.S. Grey is the USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels. She lives in Texas with her husband and daughter, and can be found reading, binge-watching reality TV, or practicing yoga! Visit her at rsgrey.com</span>
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<br />Kayla's Placehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16947036928508251155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216319145748944005.post-37929245026961650482020-07-20T09:47:00.001-05:002020-07-20T10:03:13.794-05:00Happy Release Blitz: The Trouble with Wanting by Jillian Liota<div class="separator"><h2 style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-51165" height="400" src="http://www.inkslingerpr.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/FINAL-KINDLE-COVER-PNG.png" width="250" /></h2></div><h2 style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-51225" height="153" src="http://www.inkslingerpr.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/TheTroubleWithWanting_releaseblitz.jpg" width="400" /></h2>
<h2><b>Today we have the release day blitz for </b><b><i>The Trouble With Wanting </i></b><b>by Jillian Liota! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today! </b></h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Title: </b><b><i>THE TROUBLE WITH WANTING</i></b></h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Author: Jillian Liota</b></h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><b>Genre: Contemporary Romance</b></h2>
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<h2><b>About </b><b><i>The Trouble With Wanting:</i></b></h2>
<span style="font-weight: 400;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span>Ruby Roberts is heading to Cedar Point to connect with the father who left her behind. Easy conversation with the handsome man sitting next to her isn’t what she’s expecting from her cross-country flight, but it’s not something she’s complaining about, that’s for sure.</span>
<span>Boyd Mitchell is flying home for some end-of-summer relaxation and time with his favorite people – his family. A talkative seat-mate that pulls him out of his shell is the last thing he wants, but he can’t seem to resist her charm.</span>
<span>When Boyd and Ruby end up in the same lakeside town, their banter and flirtation quickly become a steamy fling that leaves them both breathless. Neither of them are expecting to find a romance that has them both reconsidering everything they used to believe about love.</span>
<span>As their time in Cedar Point comes to an end, the two will have to decide whether they want their connection to turn into a real-world relationship, or whether wanting more is nothing but trouble.</span>
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<h2><strong>Exclusive Excerpt:</strong></h2>
<p id="E42"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E43">“Sorry for rambling,” I say, giving him another smile. “It’s way too early in the morning to be debating something so highbrow. So, how ’bout them Sox, huh?”</span></p>
<p id="E44"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E45">Boyd looks at me with a twinkle in his eyes, a kind of friendly charm I wasn’t expecting from him, regardless of how well we got on with our chat.</span></p>
<p id="E46"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E47">What I wouldn’t give to look at that kind of handsome joy every day for the rest of my life.</span></p>
<p id="E48"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E49">A stupid thought, sure, but still true.</span></p>
<p id="E50"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E51">“I bet you ten dollars you can’t name a single player on the team this year.”</span></p>
<p id="E52"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E53">I narrow my eyes, trying to hide my smile as I shake my head. “I’m not a gambling girl.”</span></p>
<p id="E54"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E55">“You’d gamble if you knew you were probably going to win.” His response is as quick as lightning. “People only choose not to gamble when they’re afraid they’ll lose.”</span></p>
<p id="E56"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E57">“That is so not true.” I giggle. “Some of us poor folk don’t gamble because we can’t take the risk. Not all of us are first class aficionados with money to throw around willy-nilly.”</span></p>
<p id="E58"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E59">“Nobody says </span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E60">willy-nilly </span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E61">anymore.”</span></p>
<p id="E62"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E63">I snort. “Clearly that’s false, because I just did.”</span></p>
<p id="E64"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E65">He bites his lip and shakes his head, and I can’t help the little thing that keeps bouncing around in my chest.</span></p>
<p id="E66"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E67">We like him</span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E68">, it tells me. </span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E69">We like him a lot.</span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E70"> </span></p>
<p id="E71"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E72">Is this flirting? We are definitely flirting, right? I hope so, because it has been far too long since I’ve enjoyed a good flirt </span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E74">sesh</span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E76"> with someone as handsome as Boyd.</span></p>
<p id="E77"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E78">That’s a lie. </span></p>
<p id="E79"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E80">I’ve </span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E81">never</span><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E82"> flirted with someone as handsome as Boyd. He is in a league of his own.</span></p>
<p id="E83"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E84">Before I can say anything else, the plane lurches forward, and it feels like my stomach is going to fall out of my body.</span></p>
<p id="E85"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E86">My eyes slam shut and my throat closes up, my hands gripping the armrests for dear life as the plane barrels down the runway, all the good feelings from my talk with Boyd rushing out of me with a surreal quickness.</span></p>
<p id="E87"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E88">It’s going to be okay.</span></p>
<p id="E89"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E90">It’s going to be okay.</span></p>
<p id="E91"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E92">It’s going to be okay.</span></p>
<p id="E93"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E94">I’m like that for who knows how long before I feel a hand on top of mine, the warmth and roughness surprising me enough that my eyes fly open, taking in the man sitting next to me.</span></p>
<p id="E95"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E96">He lifts my hand and twists his fingers in mine, the sensation robbing me of my voice—and maybe my sanity.</span></p>
<p id="E97"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E98">For the rest of my life, I’ll remember exactly what he says to me. Not just the words, but the soothing tone of his voice and the earnest caring in his eyes, so surprising from someone I was expecting to ignore me for the entire flight.</span></p>
<p id="E99"><span class="qowt-font5-AdobeGaramondPro" id="E102">“It’s okay to be afraid,” he says. “I can’t take that feeling away from you, but I can hold your hand until it’s over so you know you’re not alone.”</span></p>
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<h2><b>About Jillian Liota:</b></h2>
<span style="font-weight: 400;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span>Jillian Liota is a new author writing contemporary romance and new adult fiction. She lives in Kailua, Hawaii with her amazing husband, 2 cats, and 3-legged pup. </span>
<span>She is the author of the new adult romance novel </span><i><span>The Keeper</span></i><span>, which focuses on a female college soccer goalie, as well as the follow up novella, </span><i><span>Keep Away. </span></i><span>Her newest release, </span><i><span>Like You Mean It</span></i><span>, is in the contemporary romance genre and has a more mature voice, as it follows a pregnant mother finding love in a new town. The next novel in the Like You Series, </span><i><span>Like You Want It</span></i><span>, will be published in Spring 2019</span>
<span>She has a master’s in Higher Education and Student Affairs, and she is passionate about all things improvement, development and organization.</span>
<span>She’s also a big fan of taking walks with her husband and dog Maia, reading romance (obviously), watching a handful of horrible reality TV shows, and exploring the island she calls home. Check out her </span><a href="https://jillianliota.com/contact/"><span>Contact</span></a><span> page for more information on how to connect.</span>
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<h2 style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://jillianliota.com/"><b>Website</b></a><b> |</b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/authorjillianliota"> <b>Facebook</b></a><b> |</b><a href="http://www.twitter.com/jillianliota"> <b>Twitter</b></a><b> |</b><a href="https://www.instagram.com/jillianliota"> <b>Instagram</b></a><b> | Email</b></h2>
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