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November 21, 2013
Questions with me!
Author Toni Aleo takes the time to answer your — the readers, questions!
Starting today, every Friday, until the release of Blue Lines, Toni Aleo will be taking and answering your questions via Youtube. She also giving away 5 SIGNED PAPERBACK COPIES!
And now over to Toni…
Opposites do more than just attract in Toni Aleo’s latest Nashville Assassins novel about a very bad boy and the good girl he can’t resist.
The instant Piper Allen sees Erik Titov, she wants him—wants his rock-hard body, sure, but the strength and mystery that lies behind that superstar hockey jock demeanor, too. So when he sidles up to her at a bar and slinks his arm around her waist, she’s lost. What follows is the wildest night of her life . . . followed by inevitable heartbreak the next morning. And then, a few weeks later, a very big surprise: two blue lines on a pregnancy test.
Only a check to the head could make Erik fall for a nice girl like Piper. But since their crazy-sexy night together, he’s been trying to forget about her alluring body by falling into bed with every woman in Nashville, and it’s not working. So when Piper shows up at his house with a baby-bomb to drop, it doesn’t take much for Erik to suggest the nuclear option: marriage. While it’s supposed to be all for show, the second they say “I do,” the ice between them starts to melt into sizzling steam.
Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from these Loveswept titles: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, and Empty Net.
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Ask Toni Aleo…
Also, if you haven’t entered her instagram #BlueLines Party today is the last day! You could win 1 of 3 gift cards!
If you check out the #BlueLines hashtag on Instagram you can get a pretty good idea of what type of video to make.
Toni Aleo is the author of the Nasvhille Assassins series: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, Empty Net, Falling for the Backup, and Blue Lines.
When not rooting for her beloved Nashville Predators, she’s probably going to her husband’s and son’s hockey games and her daughter’s dance competitions, taking pictures, scrapbooking, or reading the latest romance novel.
She lives in the Nashville area with her husband, two children, and a bulldog. Read more about Toni here.
November 15, 2013
Instagram Party!! You in???
HEY EVERYONE!!!
WHO IS EXCITED FOR BLUE LINES??!?!?!?!? I know I am! I am so thankful for all of you and I want to put on a fun little party to get us going!!!! I hope all of you join in and have a great time along with me! Look for my Instagram video that will be posted today…once I take a shower…and put on some makeup…
Lol!!!
Anyways! Watch the video below and then join in on the fun!
There you have it! We hope you will join us and help spread the word about #BlueLines!
Opposites do more than just attract in Toni Aleo’s latest Nashville Assassins novel about a very bad boy and the good girl he can’t resist.
The instant Piper Allen sees Erik Titov, she wants him—wants his rock-hard body, sure, but the strength and mystery that lies behind that superstar hockey jock demeanor, too. So when he sidles up to her at a bar and slinks his arm around her waist, she’s lost. What follows is the wildest night of her life . . . followed by inevitable heartbreak the next morning. And then, a few weeks later, a very big surprise: two blue lines on a pregnancy test.
Only a check to the head could make Erik fall for a nice girl like Piper. But since their crazy-sexy night together, he’s been trying to forget about her alluring body by falling into bed with every woman in Nashville, and it’s not working. So when Piper shows up at his house with a baby-bomb to drop, it doesn’t take much for Erik to suggest the nuclear option: marriage. While it’s supposed to be all for show, the second they say “I do,” the ice between them starts to melt into sizzling steam.
Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from these Loveswept titles: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, and Empty Net.
Pre-order #BLUELINES TODAY!
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How can you help spread the word about #BlueLines?
It’s easy! You create an instagram video telling readers why you need #BlueLines? If you are new to the series, no worries! You can still enter. Just get creative!
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Make sure to tag @ToniAleo1 in your video on Instagram and use hashtag #BlueLines so that Toni Aleo can keep up with all your videos.
What do you win?
As a huge THANK YOU, Toni Aleo will be giving away THREE gift cards to the most creative WHY I NEED #BLUELINES? video. Third place will win a $5 gift card, Second place will win a $10 gift card, and first place will win a $20 gift card.
Enter via rafflecopter below. Everything on the rafflecopter is optional.
Rules:
Must be 18 or older to enter.
Giveaway is open international.
Winners will be announced on November 25th on Toni Aleo‘s website, Facebook and Twitter.
Must tag @ToniAleo1 and #BlueLines in your post.
Toni Aleo is the author of the Nasvhille Assassins series: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, Empty Net, Falling for the Backup, and Blue Lines.
When not rooting for her beloved Nashville Predators, she’s probably going to her husband’s and son’s hockey games and her daughter’s dance competitions, taking pictures, scrapbooking, or reading the latest romance novel.
She lives in the Nashville area with her husband, two children, and a bulldog. Read more about Toni here.
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November 8, 2013
5,000 Likes GIVEAWAY!!!
Lots a great things to win!!! Go enter! Here is what you can win!!!
Gail McHugh Signed Copy of Collide and Pulse
Gretchen De La O Complete Wilson Monney Series
AL Jackson Signed Copy of Take this Regret
Rebecca Shea Signed Copy of Unbreakable
EL Montes Signed Copy of Disastrous and Cautious
Kim Karr Ebook of Connected
Jenn Sterling Ebook of The Perfect Game
Raine Miller Ebooks of the Blackstone Affairs 1-3
Jillian Dodd Ebook of Love Me
Kimberly Knight A ebook of their choice
Jessica Prince Ebooks of both her books
Michele Stratton Ebook of After the Storm
Save Your Money for Books $5 giftcard
Kathryn Perze Signed copy of love and truth
Amber Nation ebook of Not Alone
Lisa Harley ebook of Four Letters
Elley Arden Signed Copy of Save my Soul
Evelyne Stone Ebook of Destroying the Wrong
Jennifer Miller Signed book and Swag
Marquita Valentine Ebook of “Just Desserts (holland springs #4) and only for you (boys of the south #2)
Melissa Brown Ebook of Picturing Perfect
Jennifer D signed copy of Beautifully Twisted
Jennifer Foor Letting Go -signed
Stacey Bentley Paperback of Serendipity and 5$giftcard
JL Brooks ebooks of both her books
Heidi McLaughlin Signed copy of My Unexpected Forever
And from me:
5 signed books
5 ebooks
3 swag packs
5 10$ amazon gift cards
From LoveNBooks
A basket of all her favorite things!!
And then from both of us
A KINDLE PAPERWHITE!!!
Rules:
I will be checking the entries! NO CHEATING!
must be 18+
US ONLY for signed books and swag pack, for shipping reason. If you want to pay shipping then I will ship to you.
October 28, 2013
4&COUNTING is HERE!!!
ITS HERE!!!!
4&COUNTING!!! Shea and Elli’s free short story! ENJOY!
http://www.scribd.com/doc/179052151/4-Counting-by-Toni-Aleo#.Umrl8UQ5DQo
EMPTY NET IS ON SALE!
To gear up for the release of Blue Lines, Empty Net is on sale for only 99 pennies!!!!!! So go get your copy!!!
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October 25, 2013
…awesome news!
Guess what!!!!
We only have 44 days till BLUE LINES!!! EKKKKK!!!
Look forward to next week, (Monday, OCT 28) because I have a special Shea and Elli story for you called 4&counting! Its free, will be posted just like the epilogue was and EKK! It’s so cute and I can’t wait for you to read it cause it leads right into BLUE LINES!
AHHHHH SO EXCITED!
Now are you ready for some really, really, really, super fantastic, fabulous AMAZING NEWS?!??!?!
TAKING SHOTS, TRYING TO SCORE, EMPTY NET, FALLING FOR THE BACKUP, and BLUE LINES ARE GOING TO BE ON AUDIO!!!!!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! I couldn’t be more excited to announce this amazing news, I am so excited to hear this and its gonna be fantastic!
AND GUESS WHAT!??!
Taking Shots is already up for PREORDER!!!!!! AHHHH!!! Go preorder now!!!!
It comes out 12/16/2013!!!
Sorry, I tend to use a lot of exclamations when I’m excited, hehe.
Anyways, thats all I got for you amazing people! Go enter the giveaway, get ready for BLUE LINES, which I’m pretty sure y’all been ready for the last year!
Now more awesome news! A new Assassins short story will be out on Monday! Check back here, my Facebook, or twitter for the link to the FREE Assassins Short Story of Shea and Elli!!
Hot cover huh?
Thanks all!
are you an Ultimate Assassins Fan?
Enter the Ultimate Assassins Fan Sweepstakes!
In anticipation for Blue Lines (on-sale 12/9), my publisher and I will be running a sweepstakes for the Ultimate Assassins fan!
Here’s how it works*:
1) Join the “Toni Aleo” fan group on the Loveswept Online Street Team. www.readloveswept.fancorps.com
2) Complete as many of the Online Street Team orders as you can between 10/25-11/14.**
3) Winners will be announced on 11/15 via email.
The Grand Prize winner will receive a $50 NHL.com gift card and an Assassins Series swag bag, which includes: Nashville Assassins branded hockey puck key chains, hockey pucks, tattoos, pens, book marks, bracelets, Assassin player trading cards, and signing cards for all 5 books.
5 First Place winners will receive an Assassins Series swag bag.
*One entry per person. Residents of the 48 contiguous United States only. You must be 18 years old or older to enter and win. For official rules visit www.readloveswept.com
**By joining the “Toni Aleo” fan group you’ll automatically be entered to win the sweepstakes. You’re just encouraged to complete as many of the street team orders as you’d like, but you do not have to complete a set number in order to be eligible to win.
YAY! right?! So everyone go do that! I’m excited to see which one of y’all are my ultimate fan!!!!
Did you read…
Did you see that the epilogue for Falling for the Backup is out!??! If not, read it here! ENJOY!
October 7, 2013
Let it be Me IS OUT!
Go get your copy and remember to leave a review!!
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Kobo: http://goo.gl/kWIZv8
iTunes: http://goo.gl/V5SrGV
September 27, 2013
First chapter of Let it be Me!!
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I told my fans on Facebook that when I reach 4k likes I’ll post the first chapter of Let it be Me! Well I HIT IT! Ack! Mostly big thanks to Gail Marino-Mchugh for a giveaway she included me in and sent all her amazing fans my way! SO HI NEW FANS! hehe.
Anyways, this book is very personal to me. Very close to my heart and soul. It is very gripping, intense, and you’ll need a box of tissue. I have completely went out of my box and creating something that I stand behind 1000% and I proud to give this book to the world, since it is for my mom, who I lost this past May.
This is the Prologue of Let it be Me and I hope and pray that it grips you and makes you want more. Please, leave comments, tell me what you think and most of all, enjoy it. Learn from it and also know you have the strength to do anything you put your mind too.
Thank you for your time and enjoy the Prologue of Let it be Me, a novel by ME! that is due out next week, October 2, 2013.
SEE THAT WOMAN there?
The one with beautiful long wavy blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, her arms up protecting her eyes and face?
That’s me. Violet Moore.
I’ve always loved my big blue eyes, hence the reason I’m balled up trying to protect them, along with the nose I received from my mother and the defiant chin I got from my father. Before, Rob used to say my eyes could light up a room. Now he says they annoy him. Everything I do annoys him. I think even when I breathe, he’s annoyed, which is why he hits me.
Like now, his booted foot connects with my gut with a force strong enough to obliterate any breath I thought I had. A strangled cry pitches from deep within my diaphragm, scorching my throat and he ignores it. He always ignores me. In some ways, I think it makes it worse. His kicks get harder, more frantic and violent when I scream or cry, but I can’t help it. His broad, 5’11 frame towers over my own willowy 5’6 build. He is stronger, much stronger, and Lord knows I’m scared of him. Like now, he lets loose a string of obscenities about how I’m the world’s biggest piece of shit when, not two years ago, I was his world. Before, I used to be the most amazing woman and he was the luckiest man on earth to have me. He promised me the world, and all I’ve received in the last two years is pain and heartache.
Why the hell do I stay? Why do I take this and why do I allow this to happen?
I’ve asked myself those same questions for the last seven hundred and thirty days, but for some reason I still stay. Even through the horrible honeymoon where I learned that the way I eat has driven him half past mad a dozen times. I spent most of our trip with sunglasses covering my bruised eyes, trying to hide from the stares of bystanders. Or when he took me away from my family in Colorado to Tennessee, so they would stop asking questions about my injuries. Or when he kicked me so hard, I lost my child.
Is it love? Hell, I sure don’t think so because his voice makes my skin crawl. Even with his dark hair and even darker eyes, his olive skin, and the thick scruff that used to turn me on, I can’t stand the sight of him. I hate him. Am I scared to leave? Yes. Do I feel like I’ll never find someone to love me? Definitely. I’m scared shitless and it doesn’t help that Rob tells me daily that no one will ever love me. Have I lost all faith? Am I at the bottom of all bottoms? Fuck yes.I know it’s horrible, and I know I shouldn’t believe him, that I should love myself before anything. There used to be a day when I did, but Rob sucked it out of me.
With my hands cupped over my face, I tense and wait for the blow, the one that tells me it’s going to be a long night and he’s had too much to drink. I don’t want to lie down and give him an even bigger advantage than he already has, but as his booted foot cracks into my sternum, I know it’s all over. My ragdoll body flies back a few feet and my hip slams into the cold linoleum of our kitchen floor. I used to love the swirling pattern of tiny, cerulean flowers, but now I avoid this room for fear of gagging.
I let my body sag down until my temple hits the floor, the stars in my eyes and heave in my chest threatening bile or worst: blood. His foot connects again and a strangled cry pitches forth, straight from my diaphragm, ripping apart my throat. I can’t help but scream, even though I know it’ll only get worse.
It always does.
His kicks become harder and more frantic and I long for the warm detachment of unconsciousness, willing it to take me away.
It’s amazing that Rob, the tall, dark and handsome stranger I fell in love with years ago, the one who carried me down the beach so I could snap my own “Footprints” photo, who stayed up with me late at night to tell stories and draw endless circles in the soft flesh of my back with his fingertips, could change so completely that he’s nothing more than a distorted image, a blurry memory of what could have been.
I should have run the first time I heard “I’m sorry” while covering my black-and-blue eyes with dark sunglasses. I should have known better when he packed up our home and took me away from my family in Colorado to move to Tennessee, a place I’d never been, after my mom questioned the fingerprints on my forearms. But I didn’t. I went with him and now look where I am.
He lets loose a string of obscenities about how I’m worthless as his foot cracks into my sternum again, and any breath I thought I had whooshes away and leaves me empty inside. I wrap my shaking fingers around my long blond hair, holding it close to me so that he has nothing to grab on to.
Letting out a maniacal laugh that makes my blood curdle and congeal instantly in my veins, he takes a few steps back to look at the mess he’s made. The small pool of blood from my nose, my supine, willowy form with slim arms that cradle the stomach in which a baby had been growing before he kicked that away mere months ago. His eyes are distant, cold, and I know he’s not looking at me anymore.
I’m aware that I could be classified as a weak person, but don’t give up on me yet, because, look, do you see that? Do you see the way I’m getting up? Look, I’m grabbing his grandmother’s ugly vase and look at my face. See the way my chin is going up, the way my tears have stopped? How my shoulders are squaring up? See how my grip on the vase has tightened? And look, do you see the shocked look on his face?
Because I do.
For once I feel the strength that has been hiding inside me for the last two years, the kind that converges under my skin until it manifests itself into something I can use. I’m going to beat the shit out of Rob for once.
I’m going to fight back. I have to or he may very well kill me.
Why am I doing this now you may ask?
Why hadn’t I done this way before I married him, lost a child, and became so weak that I hate myself?
Well. Get a blanket and maybe a glass of wine, you’re going to need it, because my story isn’t a happy one, well no, I take that back. It can be happy, I can be happy; I just have to get there. I have to fight for it. So sit back and let me explain how the fight was woken inside me.
It all starts with Tucker McCloud…
