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Lots to WIN in the Wild Rose Summer Treats Blog Hop (Contest Now Closed)

     This photo was taken in Savannah, Georgia. Something drew me to the Kehow House, perhaps it was its haunted history or the way it reminded me of my hometown, but whatever it was I was mesmerized. 
     In fact, I used it for inspiration when I needed to create a special vampire restaurant for the latest book in my series,  Deadly Alpha . The story takes place in Savannah, so it seemed like the perfect choice. 
     There is nothing hotter than Savannah in the summer time, unless it is the passion burning between the characters in  Deadly Alpha .      And speaking of hot Savannah summers, nothing says southern summer like a Watergate Salad. My Aunt Sandee makes the best Watergate Salad. Her recipe has been handed down from generation to generation of Georgia natives. Luckily, she allowed me to share it with you. Hope you enjoy it as much as we do! Ingredients
1 (3.4 ounce) package instant pistachio pudding mix
1 (8 ounce) can crushed pineapple, with juice
½ bag of miniature marshmallows
1 cup chopped walnuts
1 (12 ounce) container frozen whipped topping, thawed
 
Directions:
In a large bowl, mix together pudding mix, pineapple with juice, marshmallows, and nuts. Fold in whipped topping. Chill and Enjoy.

Be sure to visit the other blogs in this hop for more fun in the sun and giveaways.
Here are the hop details:The giveaway will run from 7/22/16 through 7/30/16Winner must live in the United StatesThe winner will be selected at random through Rafflecopter to win an autographed copy of my story, Weaver of Dreams.Gain entry points through the Rafflecopter entry form below.To get extra an extra entry all you have to do is:Leave a comment on this blog post (+1 entry)Can’t wait to see if you win?  You can get a free digital copy of my story, Under a Blood Red Moon, today. Please visit the “Welcome Reader” tab to be added to my Readers Group Newsletter distribution list. (Don't worry. Your email is 100% confidential and you can unsubscribe at any time.)

Please don't forget to visit the other participating blogs for chances to win other great prizes at the The Wild Rose Press site. 

Thanks everyone & good luck!

Brenda
​​​​Congratulations, Linda Romer. You are the winner of an autographed copy of Weaver of Dreams. 
The Contest for this Blog Hop is now closed.
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Book Blitz: No Second Chances by Marissa Farrar

Title: No Second ChancesAuthor: Marissa Farrar Genre: Contemporary Romance Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR Blurb:Gabi...When I was seventeen years old, I was told to stay away from Cole Devonport. Kids like him only ever meant trouble. I should have listened, but I did not, and surprise, surprise, I was the one who got hurt. But escaping Cole did not mean the end of my pain. Life has a way of screwing me over, and after joining the Army as a way of forgetting him, I suffered a loss I will never recover from.So now here I am, back in the town I ran away from, with my alcoholic father apparently looking after me.The last thing I need is Cole showing up on my doorstep because nothing has changed—with his prison tattoos and do-not-screw-with-me edge, Cole Devonport still means trouble...Cole...I let everyone down all those years ago. I made mistakes and I am not proud of them, but I have done my time and now I just want to keep my head down and get on with my life. I thought I was doing exactly that until I heard Gabriella Weston was back in town.Despite what she thought, I was always in love with her. She might hate me, but whether she knows it or not, she also needs me.I want to make it up to her, but with my past still trying to pull me down, perhaps it would be best if I just stayed the hell away like she keeps telling me to. Problem is, I cannot seem to resist her, and I am the type of guy who always gets what he wants...No Second Chances is a stand-alone, second chance, contemporary romance. It is a full length novel with no cliff-hanger! Marissa Farrar has always been in love with being in love. But since she has been married for numerous years and has three young daughters, she has conducted her love affairs with multiple gorgeous men of the fictional persuasion.The author of more than twenty novels, she has been a full time author for the last six years. She predominantly writes paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but has branched into contemporary fiction as well.If you want to know more about Marissa, then please visit her website at www.marissa-farrar.blogspot.com. You can also find her at her facebook page, http://www.facebook.com/marissa.farrar.author or follow her on twitter @marissafarrar.She loves to hear from readers and can be emailed at marissafarrar@hotmail.co.uk and to stay updated on all new releases and sales, just sign up to her newsletter! http://forms.aweber.com/form/61/19822861.htmAuthor Links: Amazon: http://amzn.to/29UvOQ2Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4052252.Marissa_FarrarTwitter: https://twitter.com/MarissafarrarBuy Links:Amazon: http://amzn.to/2a1A1kYNook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/no-second-chances-marissa-farrar/1123818858?ean=2940153222660 Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/no-second-chances-9 iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1115070835?ign-mpt=uo%3D8

Lots to WIN in the Wild Rose Summer Treats Blog Hop

     This photo was taken in Savannah, Georgia. Something drew me to the Kehow House, perhaps it was its haunted history or the way it reminded me of my hometown, but whatever it was I was mesmerized. 
     In fact, I used it for inspiration when I needed to create a special vampire restaurant for the latest book in my series,  Deadly Alpha . The story takes place in Savannah, so it seemed like the perfect choice. 
     There is nothing hotter than Savannah in the summer time, unless it is the passion burning between the characters in  Deadly Alpha .      And speaking of hot Savannah summers, nothing says southern summer like a Watergate Salad. My Aunt Sandee makes the best Watergate Salad. Her recipe has been handed down from generation to generation of Georgia natives. Luckily, she allowed me to share it with you. Hope you enjoy it as much as we do! Ingredients
1 (3.4 ounce) package instant pistachio pudding mix
1 (8 ounce) can crushed pineapple, with juice
½ bag of miniature marshmallows
1 cup chopped walnuts
1 (12 ounce) container frozen whipped topping, thawed
 
Directions:
In a large bowl, mix together pudding mix, pineapple with juice, marshmallows, and nuts. Fold in whipped topping. Chill and Enjoy.

Be sure to visit the other blogs in this hop for more fun in the sun and giveaways.
Here are the hop details:The giveaway will run from 7/22/16 through 7/30/16Winner must live in the United StatesThe winner will be selected at random through Rafflecopter to win an autographed copy of my story, Weaver of Dreams.Gain entry points through the Rafflecopter entry form below.To get extra an extra entry all you have to do is:Leave a comment on this blog post (+1 entry)Can’t wait to see if you win?  You can get a free digital copy of my story, Under a Blood Red Moon, today. Please visit the “Welcome Reader” tab to be added to my Readers Group Newsletter distribution list. (Don't worry. Your email is 100% confidential and you can unsubscribe at any time.)

Please don't forget to visit the other participating blogs for chances to win other great prizes at the The Wild Rose Press site. 

Thanks everyone & good luck!

Brenda
​​​​Enter below for a chance to win a copy of my story, Weaver of Dreams.a Rafflecopter giveaway Don't forget to enter below for a chance at winning the grand prize, a KINDLE Fire.a Rafflecopter giveaway

WACKY WEDNESDAY GIF TO MAKE YOU GIGGLE

What I say every summer when I put on a bathing suit for the first time.

Be Overcome by The Devil's Beauty From Airicka Phoenix

Title: The Devil's BeautyAuthor: Airicka PhoenixGenre: Dark Contemporary RomanceExpected Release Date: July 19, 2016Cover Designer: Airicka's Mystical CreationsHosted by: Lady Amber's PR Blurb:Dimitri Tasarov has never had a choice in what he was. From infancy, he had been raised with the knowledge that he was a monster, an unlovable creature without a soul, until a single act of kindness threw his entire world into a tailspin. Ava Emerson had always led a reluctantly sheltered existence. Friendship was a luxury that came with questions she could not afford to answer. They were an unlikely pair. He lived behind his mask and his roses, and she lived behind her secrets, yet they shared a bond that could get them killed if anyone ever found out. Times were changing. The city was in turmoil. The weak were unprotected and someone needed to make a stand. But Dimitri was not the only one with eyes on the north, or Ava, and they will stop at nothing to claim them both. Can Dimitri keep Ava safe, or will the devil fall? Airicka Phoenix lives in a world where unicorns, fairies and mermaids run amok through her home on a daily basis. When she is not chasing after pixies and rounding up imps, also known as her four children, she can be found conjuring imaginary friends to play with. Airicka is the prolific author of over eighteen novels for those who crave strong, female leads, sexy alpha heroes and out of control desires. She is a multi genre author who writes young adult, new adult and adult contemporary and paranormal romance. For more about Airicka and the realm she rules with an iron fist--and tons of chocolate--visit her at: www.AirickaPhoenix.comAuthor Links: Website: www.AirickaPhoenix.comNewsletter: http://eepurl.com/VgLqDFacebook: http://goo.gl/eYXrrhTwitter: http://goo.gl/yoVWYF Goodreads: http://goo.gl/HGVszfGoogle+: http://goo.gl/wgdslQInstagram: http://goo.gl/QRmqdyPinterest: http://goo.gl/Y5AOQqAmazon: http://amzn.to/1Ui1eCFBuy Links:→ Amazon us: http://amzn.to/29GLB9z→ Amazon ca: https://goo.gl/R4lLUK→ Amazon uk: https://goo.gl/LKaqXo→ Amazon de: https://goo.gl/r7snko→ Amazon fr: https://goo.gl/sNHpSE→ Amazon au: https://goo.gl/Zh5YSM→ Amazon in: https://goo.gl/8Pyjne→ iBooks: https://goo.gl/hK2n12→ Barnes & Noble: http://goo.gl/kYlAoe Robby broke the silence that followed. “What just happened?”The buzz had regained through the room. Curiosity punctuated with questions and glances at Ava that she ignored.“I need to go,” she whispered to no one in particular.But she grabbed Robby's hand and dragged him along with her through the maze of rooms, down the seemingly endless corridors. Her heels clacked in sync with the tempo of her pounding heart. It was his turn to run to keep up.“Ava, what—?”“Do not ask questions,” she warned him. “Promise me.”Robby frowned. “But what—?”She skidded to a halt and faced him, her chest rising and falling rapidly against the front of her dress. “I am about to trust you with the most important thing in my life, the biggest secret I have ever kept, and I am trusting you because you are my best friend and I need your help.”The crease between his brows deepened. More lines appeared at the corners of his mouth. His gaze shot past her to the hallway leading to John Paul's office, then back down to her.“Tell me who that was first.”His hand slipped from her grasp. She took a step back and his eyes narrowed.“I cannot. I cannot tell you anything.”“But you want me to trust you.” It was not a question.Ava nodded. “Yes.”

Come see Dark Dreams and Dead Things by Martina McAtee

Title: Dark Dreams and Dead Things
Author: Martina McAtee    
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
​ Blurb:
17-year old November Lonergan spent her whole life feeling like an outsider, like she was different. She was right. She is a reaper like her mother; like her two cousins, Kai and Tristin. The supernatural world believes they are part of a prophecy to save them from an evil power known as the Grove. Ember just wants to survive high school and fix the fallout from bringing back Quinn. And there is a lot of fallout. Mace and Allister are missing, her uncle Alex is dead and Quinn seems to disappear a little more every day.
 
Now, a group of demonic hunters known as the Legionaries has resurfaced, threatening the reapers and anybody who stands with them. They are making good on their threats too; killing those closest to the pack and almost exposing the supernatural world to the humans in the process. Their only hope of defeating the Legionaries involves trusting a stranger to perform a dangerous spell to advance Ember and her cousin’s powers. But Ember has a secret; a secret she can’t tell the pack. When Mace left, so did her magic and without it all of their planning means nothing.
 
An attack on pack allies leaves Donovan missing along with a mysterious girl named Evangeline who may play a bigger part in this than any of them realize. As the Legionaries are closing in, the pack must trust their enemies, enter hostile territories, and play a dangerous game of cat and mouse with the psychopath holding Mace. Their entire plan lynches on rescuing Mace and restoring Ember’s magic, but rescuing Mace could mean losing one member of the group in his place…possibly forever.
 
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Excerpt:
Chapter 1
Ember
“It would appear you owe me a new body, Luv.” 
November Lonergan stared at the ghost of her dead pseudo-boyfriend and contemplated how truly screwed up her life had become. Despite everything that happened that night, Mace was there, standing in her window, fading in and out, image static. She sighed from her toes, not sure how she felt about the situation. Of course he was there. 
He flickered, image strengthening as she got closer. There was still blood on his torn t-shirt but his silver hair looked cleaner than the last time she’d seen him. The symbols she’d painted on his skin were gone but the of scars layered across his torso remained. His dark brows were smudges over luminous silver eyes. He was beautiful even in death. 
She opened her mouth to say something but realized there was nothing at all suitable for this occasion. She’d already endured a blood ritual, two deaths, a knife fight and a resurrection; she didn’t know if she could handle anything else today. Her magic didn’t agree, it stretched and purred at Mace’s presence, reaching out for his power. Even death hadn’t severed their magic’s connection it seemed. She didn’t give in to the temptation to move closer. 
The heat of her magic and a bone deep exhaustion had her swaying on her feet. He moved towards her before seeming to remember he was of little use in his present condition. “You don’t look very well. Maybe you should sit down.” 
Ember nodded, not so much sitting as collapsing onto her pale pink bedspread. “Or you could lie down.” She heard Mace mutter. She yawned so hard her jaw cracked. She was still fully clothed but undressing seemed as impossible as climbing a mountain. She wiggled her toes. She needed to take her shoes off. She made a halfhearted attempt. “When did my feet get so far away?” 
He glanced at her feet. “They appear to be in the same place as always.” He walked back towards the window. “While you’re just lying about perhaps you could enlighten me on how exactly you plan to fix this disaster?”
Ember blinked up at him. Funny how quickly his affections turned. “An hour ago it was ‘do what you have to do, Luv. I could have loved you’ now it’s hurry up and fix this?” 
He chuckled at her terrible impression of his accent. “I was trying to be noble and romantic in my final moments of existence. Now that I still exist, I think we’ve wasted enough time on sentiment.”
“Having your soul back obviously hasn’t made you a better person.”
“Did you think it would? I told you not to romanticize me. My soul was tarnished long before I gave it away.” Even as a glitchy apparition, she could see the moment her words sunk in. “Did you say my soul?” 
He hadn’t realized what him appearing in her room meant. “Didn’t you wonder why you’re still here?”
“Certainly, but that wasn’t the answer I expected. How?”
Ember yawned again, eyelids drooping. “Can’t we talk about it tomorrow? I’m so tired.” 
He gaped at her. “Seriously? You tell me I have a soul and now you want to go to sleep?”
“Yes. I’m tired. I’ve had a rather rough day.” 
“Really? Did a witch force you to cut open your own stomach and create a mural with your own entrails? No? Then I win.” 
Ember was too tired to play. “Drama queen.” 
There was a long pause before he said. “You might consider a shower. You are still covered in blood. My blood specifically. Quite a lot actually.” 
Ember groaned, looking down at herself with effort. She was pretty gross. She was so tired though. “If you weren’t a ghost I’d force you to carry me.” 
There was a low chuckle. “Inviting me to shower with you? I’m sure that would go over quite well with the little alpha.”
Ember thought about the alpha werewolf currently downstairs cleaning the kitchen. After the night they’d all had, she doubted Isa would be concerning herself with such mundane things as teenage hormones. Could the wolves hear her talking to Mace? Could they hear Mace? See him? Did they think she was in here talking to herself? Could she only see him because she was a reaper? She had so many questions.
She rolled to her feet, grabbing her things and keeping her thoughts to herself. She hurried to the bathroom and locked the door. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and froze. He wasn’t lying. She was covered in blood, and not just his blood. Her bright orange curls were a tangled sweaty mess matted together with blood and who knows what else. There were dark smudges under her eyes, making her already pale skin look chalky under the soft white lights. Her violet eyes glowed--actually, glowed--like the wolves did mid shift. That was new. Had they been glowing since the ritual or was Mace’s presence sending her magic into hyper-drive? 
She flipped the water on and stripped down, not even waiting for the water to heat up before stepping beneath the spray. She realized almost immediately her mistake. She muffled a scream, bouncing from one foot to the other under the frigid water, relaxing only when steam finally began to rise. 
“So, tell me; how did I get back my soul?” 
Ember gasped, slipping and yelping as her back hit the cold tiles. She stuck her head around the curtain. “There is a reason these doors lock.” 
His smile was disarming. “There isn’t a lock in the world that would keep me away from you, Luv.” 
She rolled her eyes, righting the navy and white shower curtain, absently wondering how much he could see in those white stripes. “That is like the most stalkery thing you’ve ever said to me and you rank really high on the creepy-lurker-stalker-guy meter.” 
There was another throaty laugh. “I am starting to think this power has gone to your head. Five hours ago you were weeping at my side like a war widow.” 
Her mouth fell open. She yanked the curtain back enough to level a glare at him. “Five hours ago, I thought I’d never see you again. Five hours ago, I thought I needed you. Five hours ago, I hadn’t known you’d been playing me the entire time. Remember? You’re the parasite and I’m the host. You needed me. You lied to me this whole time.” 
He shrugged, incredulous. “Of course, I lied. I could hardly tell you the truth. You would have booted me into the abyss, which you ended up doing anyway, I might add.” 
She made a noise of disgust. This was Mace with a soul. “I’m such an idiot.” She said, more to herself than him. He tilted his head, a hint of something behind his eyes, regret maybe? She didn’t give in, letting the curtain drop back into place, determined to ignore him.     
She scrubbed herself quickly, alarmed at how little it bothered her to have this conversation with him while she was naked. 
“I didn’t lie about my feelings for you, Luv; if that means anything?”  “Hah.” Like she was going to believe anything he said now. 
“I’m serious. If you believe nothing else. Believe I meant what I said.”
“You said you could love me. If you’d been capable. Well, apparently you were capable this whole time. So I don’t even know what to do with your half-assed confession of love.” 
Why was she even talking about this? Maybe it was the shower curtain. It was like a confessional. It was so much easier to talk to somebody when you didn’t have to look at them. 
“Half-assed?” He said, “I sacrificed myself so that our dear friend, Quinn, could have my body.” 
Ember choked on her laugh. “Oh, please. You were kidnapped and tied to a chair with a gaping abdominal wound. It’s not like you volunteered for the job.” Ember’s eyes dropped to her feet, shuddering at the blood spiraling towards the drain. 
Mace wasn’t done being offended. “Well, that hardly matters. Quinn’s soul is safely housed in my body and I’m…here? So you could at least tell me how this all came to be.” 
Ember rolled her eyes. He was impossible. “Not that you deserve any sort of explanation but Ms. Josephine says I restored your soul the night we met in the cemetery.” 
He was quiet for so long she caved and, yet again, pulled the curtain back enough to ensure he was still there. He stared at nothing, jaw slack. “I’ve had my soul the whole time?”
“Yep.” She couldn’t help but feel a bit smug about how wrecked he looked. 
“You’re sure?”
She slathered conditioner into her hair. “That’s what Josephine thinks.” 
“The swamp witch?” 
“Oh, that’s right. You were dead. Josephine the swamp witch isn’t a witch at all. Well, maybe she’s a witch but she’s also an Oracle, because those are apparently a thing too. Oh, and Miller, my boss from the funeral home is actually Josephine’s brother and she’s had him, like, watching me this whole time and Donovan is her grandson.” 
He sounded awed as he said, “Good Lord, how long have I been dead? I’ve clearly missed a lot.” 
“You have no idea. Allister tried to kill me but Quinn saved me by stabbing Allister but as Allister was dying he forced Quinn to absorb his magic.” 
“The human killed his own father to save you? I didn’t think he had it in him.” 
“Former human.” She corrected. "Besides, Allister isn't dead." 
"What? What do you mean? You just said Quinn killed him."  
She hesitated before saying, "I revived him."
"Revived or resurrected?" Mace asked, leery.  
"What's the difference?" Ember asked, deliberately avoiding answering.
"Reviving is CPR, resurrecting is bringing a soul back across the veil. Stop being evasive, Luv."  
"Fine, I resurrected him."  
"With a spell?"  
"No" she said, tone casual. "With my hands."  
She could hear his forced exhalation. “This is all very astonishing, even in our circle.” 
Her heart did a strange skip at the word ‘our’. She was pathetic. She snagged the towel and wrapped it around herself. 
“Why would they go to all this trouble to orchestrate this elaborate plan?” 
She yanked the curtain open and stared at him. His eyes roamed her body, starting at her toes and working their way up. He grinned at her petulant expression. “Sorry, Luv. I’m dead, not blind. I’ve never been so jealous of a piece of cotton.” 
She rolled her eyes. “Move, please.” 
“Why? You can just walk right through me.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “I encourage it, in fact.”  
When she didn’t take the bait he moved, following her back into her bedroom. “You didn’t answer my questions. So, what are you to two witches? Or a witch and an oracle?” 
“They have a crazy theory.” 
“Which is…?” he prompted in exasperation.
“They believe that Tristin, Kai and I are descendants of some ancient triple goddess.” 
“The Morrigan?” Mace said, sounding like the breath had been punched from his lungs. 
Ember narrowed her eyes. “Yes, exactly. They say there is some sort of prophecy. It’s insane. They are both insane.” 
He watched her for a moment as she wriggled into her t-shirt and sleep shorts without revealing anything. She towel-dried her curls.  
“I suppose it makes sense.” 
“Nothing about this situation makes sense.” She told him, slipping between the sheets with a moan that bordered on obscene. She didn’t know what sex felt like but she bet it wasn’t as good as cold Egyptian cotton with a 700 thread count. She flipped her light off, amused as his spirit gave off a faint glow allowing her to see his annoyed expression. 
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“We’ve had this conversation. Going to sleep.” 
“You can’t. We have to figure this out.” 
“Tomorrow.” 
“What if I’m not here tomorrow?” He asked quietly.
Ember’s eyes jerked open, pulse tripping. She hadn’t thought about that. Could he cross over?
Would he want that? He’d been immortal for a very long time. “You mean what if you cross over? Could you? Is that something you’d want?”
He sounded sick when he said, “To be tortured for all eternity in the pits of hell? No, Luv, I’ll pass, thank you. Besides, soul or no, sluagh can’t cross over into the spirit world.” 
“So why do you look so worried?” 
“Because there are things far worse.” 
“Worse than hell?”  
“Aye. I told you before, nobody gets away with the things I did.”
“We’ll figure something out.” She said without thinking. Why was she still trying to help him? He really wasn’t her problem. All those squishy sad feelings she’d had after he was gone were quickly turning to something else. She didn’t know what to call it but it felt like it was burning a hole through her chest. 
She reached out; her hand brushing his. Her magic shocked through her, causing them both to suck in a breath. 
Again, that same spooked look. It made her shiver. What the hell could scare Mace? 
“But we have to figure this out tonight.” 
She wanted to tell him not to worry but she felt drugged, eyelids so heavy. “Tomorrow. I promise.” 
“Ember.” Her name sounded like a plea but she was too far gone. 
“Tomorrow.” She mumbled, already falling into sleep.

Author Bio: 
Martina McAtee lives in Jupiter, Florida with her teenage daughter, her best friend, two attack chihuahua's and two shady looking cats. When she isn't writing young adult books about worlds with reapers, zombies, werewolves and other supernatural creatures she's reading or watching shows that involve reapers, zombies, werewolves and other supernatural creatures. Her debut novel Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things released in August of 2015. Her second book in the Dead Things series, Dark Dreams and Dead Things, will release July 15, 2016.
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Come Check Out the Hometown Girls by Tressa Messenger

Title: Hometown Girls - Reunion Author: Tressa Messenger Genre: YA Contemporary Romance Publisher: Limitless Publishing Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR Blurb: Marissa has carried the dark secrets of high school around with her for twenty years…The party girl lifestyle she hid behind during her senior year led to an eye-opening stint in rehab. She never wanted her friends to know, especially her lost love, Daniel, who triggered her meltdown. Now, the thought of her high school reunion makes her cringe.With the gang back together, old memories and forbidden feelings start to resurface…It doesn't take much to convince Marissa that she belongs back in Pamlico County with her friends. Their weekly girls' night out adventures are better than any therapy. When Katie confesses she wants out of her marriage with Daniel to pursue an online relationship, Marissa knows she can't leave her friend to struggle alone. It's time their group reunited for good.Falling for Daniel the first time was easy, but the second time is absolutely effortless…Determined to prove she's managed to get her life back in order, Marissa attempts to comfort Daniel during this difficult time. She knows too well the havoc a broken heart can wreak on your life. What starts as a mended friendship quickly escalates when neither of them can deny that their old high school flame never really went out.New rules and second chances may prove to make this reunion the best one of all… Tagline: She came back for a reunion, but found more than she ever dreamed. Hi, my name is Tressa Messenger and I am a seasoned health care professional in Polysomnography as well as an author. I am a small town girl with big dreams. I grew up in a small coastal community called Pamlico County in the town of Reelsboro North Carolina. Growing up in such a rural area there wasn't much to do, so I developed a wide fantasy finding solace in writing poetry and songs. After high school I left my little secure coastal town to discover other parts of the country. It was a sad and lonely time, but also a fun and exciting time in my life. I had too many emotions to process so I started to put it all down on paper. I have 4 indie books published as well as 3 books published through Limitless Publishing; a paranormal romance series (Protector, Protect Me, Protect Us and Dylan's Story), a murder mystery series(Too Close To Home and I'll See You Soon) and an epic love story (This I Promise You) and a contemporary series which is being released June 7 and July 5( Hometown Girls: New Beginnings and Hometown Girls: Reunion). All of my books can be found at amazon.com or any electronic book site.I live outside of New Orleans, LA with my amazing husband and daughter..   Author Links:Web: http://www.tressamessenger.com/Twitter: https://twitter.com/tressamessengerFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/Tressa-MessengerAuthor-214642735322269/?fref=tsAmazon: http://amzn.to/29pXaBVGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5091799.Tressa_MessengerNewsletter: http://tressamessenger.us9.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=5c08f9c2ff2619dc632fc3f41&id=76c034f38fBuy Links: #Free with #KindleUnlimitedHometown Girls – New Beginnings: http://amzn.to/29xxNLUHometown Girls – Reunion: http://amzn.to/2a06WIh a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Title: Hometown Girls - Reunion Author: Tressa Messenger Genre: YA Contemporary Romance Publisher: Limitless Publishing Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR Blurb: Marissa has carried the dark secrets of high school around with her for twenty years…The party girl lifestyle she hid behind during her senior year led to an eye-opening stint in rehab. She never wanted her friends to know, especially her lost love, Daniel, who triggered her meltdown. Now, the thought of her high school reunion makes her cringe.With the gang back together, old memories and forbidden feelings start to resurface…It doesn't take much to convince Marissa that she belongs back in Pamlico County with her friends. Their weekly girls' night out adventures are better than any therapy. When Katie confesses she wants out of her marriage with Daniel to pursue an online relationship, Marissa knows she can't leave her friend to struggle alone. It's time their group reunited for good.Falling for Daniel the first time was easy, but the second time is absolutely effortless…Determined to prove she's managed to get her life back in order, Marissa attempts to comfort Daniel during this difficult time. She knows too well the havoc a broken heart can wreak on your life. What starts as a mended friendship quickly escalates when neither of them can deny that their old high school flame never really went out.New rules and second chances may prove to make this reunion the best one of all… Tagline: She came back for a reunion, but found more than she ever dreamed. Hi, my name is Tressa Messenger and I am a seasoned health care professional in Polysomnography as well as an author. I am a small town girl with big dreams. I grew up in a small coastal community called Pamlico County in the town of Reelsboro North Carolina. Growing up in such a rural area there wasn't much to do, so I developed a wide fantasy finding solace in writing poetry and songs. After high school I left my little secure coastal town to discover other parts of the country. It was a sad and lonely time, but also a fun and exciting time in my life. I had too many emotions to process so I started to put it all down on paper. I have 4 indie books published as well as 3 books published through Limitless Publishing; a paranormal romance series (Protector, Protect Me, Protect Us and Dylan's Story), a murder mystery series(Too Close To Home and I'll See You Soon) and an epic love story (This I Promise You) and a contemporary series which is being released June 7 and July 5( Hometown Girls: New Beginnings and Hometown Girls: Reunion). All of my books can be found at amazon.com or any electronic book site.I live outside of New Orleans, LA with my amazing husband and daughter..   Author Links:Web: http://www.tressamessenger.com/Twitter: https://twitter.com/tressamessengerFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/Tressa-MessengerAuthor-214642735322269/?fref=tsAmazon: http://amzn.to/29pXaBVGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5091799.Tressa_MessengerNewsletter: http://tressamessenger.us9.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=5c08f9c2ff2619dc632fc3f41&id=76c034f38fBuy Links: #Free with #KindleUnlimitedHometown Girls – New Beginnings: http://amzn.to/29xxNLUHometown Girls – Reunion: http://amzn.to/2a06WIh a Rafflecopter giveaway

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