Blog Tour- Rachel Blaufeld

Dolce, the newest stand alone to the

Love at Center Court Series is NOW LIVE!

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“Who just stole my thunder across the Hafton airwaves, you ask? Right now, right this very second, listeners, I have Hafton’s one-and-only, the main man with the ball in hand, Blane Steele is in the studio. Mark my words—he’ll not only steal the ball, but your lady’s heart too. Watch out, gentlemen, the Stealer is in the house!”

— Sonny Be Knocking Boots, Hafton Radio 96.9

Coed antics.

Chaos.

Angst-ridden twists in fate.

Caterina is an intern. Sonny is her shock-jock boss. And Blane is a good-hearted baller…except when he steps on the court. Between on-air dares, an evil feminist professor, a straight-shooter of a coach, and rumors from the league surrounding Steele, these three are destined to screw it all up.

Rather than a love triangle, this is a friends-to-lovers story where the disc jockey acts as the catalyst, and a basketball player finds his life transformed when center court intersects with love.

Excerpt #1

I started walking toward the exit when I stopped and shouted, “What’s your name, my fair maiden?”

She turned, bracing the door with her shoulder. Planting her hands on her hips, she cocked one to the side.

“Do I look like a fair maiden at the top of the tower?”

Stunned, I shook my head. I’d never been challenged like that—ever.

“It’s Caterina.” She turned on her heel and started to enter the closet.

“It’s Blane. Nice to meet you, Caterina,” I hollered over my shoulder.

“Actually, everyone calls me Catie,” she yelled back.

Without looking back, I shook my head. Semi-sweet, foul-mouthed Catie and Mr. Sonny Fucking Boots.

What an odd pair.

I didn’t have time to get involved in whatever situation they had going. I had a basketball season to get ready for, and apparently, a libido to keep in check.

Excerpt #2

“I’m not doing anything. I’m hanging with a friend.”

Almost instantly, the spark winked out in her eyes. “What?”

Most girls would have bitten their tongue off rather than respond to the friend comment, but not Cate.

She glared at me. “You’re making my head hurt. You’re nice, and we’re friends. Then you wrap your arm around me, hug me tight, chat about porn, and ask me out for a drink, which seems like more than friends. And now we’re back to being friends again.”

“It’s complicated, like you said, with Sonny and the radio station. I’ve never done this before, actually liked someone or been intrigued. Whatever this is.”

“Well, I guess there’s a first time for everything.”

“It’s fucking just my luck, you know,” I said, shaking my head sadly. “I meet someone like you when Sonny throws down the gauntlet, and I can’t mess up because I’ve got Coach breathing down my neck. Everyone’s watching me. It’s been all eyes on deck since last season, when I decided to finish school before I go pro, and do what’s right. I must be jinxed or some shit.”

“Exactly,” Cate said firmly. “I may be all ‘I am woman, hear me roar,’ but I’m not about to trash your career over a silly friendship. You do what you need to do.”

She stood on her tiptoes, grabbed my shoulders, and placed a quick kiss on my cheek. “Take care of yourself, Blane. See you around. Thanks for walking me.”

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Meet Rachel

Rachel Blaufeld is a social worker/entrepreneur/blogger turned author. Fearless about sharing her opinion, Rachel captured the ear of stay-at-home and working moms on her blog,BacknGrooveMom, chronicling her adventures in parenting tweens and inventing a product, often at the same time. She has also blogged for The Huffington Post, Modern Mom, and StartupNation.

Turning her focus on her sometimes wild-and-crazy creative side, it only took Rachel two decades to do exactly what she wanted to do—write a fiction novel. Now she spends way too many hours in local coffee shops plotting her ideas. Her tales may all come with a side of angst and naughtiness, but end lusciously.

Rachel lives around the corner from her childhood home in Pennsylvania with her family and two dogs. Her obsessions include running, coffee, icing-filled doughnuts, anti-heroes, and mighty fine epilogues.

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Blog Post- Infinity by Shanora Williams

I am going to die.

I can’t change or fix it.

It is just something that is bound to happen.

I have fought for so long that all I want to do is give up, but I can’t because I have a sweet, devoted husband.

I have a sister, who I am deathly afraid to leave behind because I am all the family she has left.

And then there’s Maximilian Grant—the ex that I can’t seem to shake or get rid of.

I want to remain a warrior, but when what’s left of my life is tested, and my love becomes a jumbled up mess, all I can think is one heart shattering thing.

How can I leave this world peacefully knowing not only is there one man that would die for me, but two?

MY REVIEW 

One of the best books I have read till now. This book was amazing because it made me cry, made me feel so much that I couldn't stop reading even if I wanted to. I wanted to go on forever and ever till infinity.


Th love, the loyalty, the pain that emitted from their love just engulfed hard and I felt the impact everywhere. I don't want to get on the story because If i do I might reveal it. I love how it was written in a relate-able way. This book is going to leave you shocked. If you think it's going in one direction, then boom, it changes. I really suggest you go in with lots of tissues.

This story evolves around Max, John and, Shannon. It isn't a love triangle but a very amazing love. Everything is already decided and very clear. So please don't reject it even though you don't read them.

I highly highly recommend this book. I will forever cherish, love it.

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“I will give you one night. But only one, Max,” I said, holding up a single finger. “And we have to go to a place that I really want to go to.”

“Alright,” he sighed, running a hand over the top of his head. His hair was wavy, like dark ocean waves. “You name the time and place.”

“Tomorrow night. Eight o’clock at Craves on West 5th.” I stepped back, tucking my hair behind my ear. “And please,” I said over my shoulder as I turned away, “don’t be late.” I gave him a faint smile. To me, this was a game of cat and mouse and he’d finally caught me but he hadn’t tried to eat me just yet. I had to tamper with his ego. Get under his skin just a little bit.

Only… it didn’t work.

The legs of his stool screeched across the floor, creating an obnoxious noise. Max hopped off the stool, catching me before I could make a break for it out the back door. I spun around, landing between his warm, bulky arms, breath catching, my lips parted as I met his warm brown eyes.

His olive skin, up close like this, looked like it was made of satin. I wanted to touch his face, trace my fingertips down his firm, chiseled jawline. But I held back.

“You think you’re fucking with my head, don’t you?” Max asked quietly, his voice a murmur beneath the music.

“Not at all,” I challenged.

“What made you give in?”

“Nothing. I just think I owe you this much…”

He frowned. “You don’t owe me shit.”

“I kinda do…”

“You don’t owe me anything, Little Shakes. You don’t have to do this. I’m not forcing you.”

“Whatever,” I said, deliberately maneuvering out of his arms and pulling my satchel on top of my shoulder, “it’s just one night. Can’t do too much harm, right?”

Max scoffed, which made me frown. “Shakes, when I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more than just one night.” He stepped forward, holding onto my wrist and reeling me into him. I clashed softly with his rock-solid body, my head tipped up, our eyes bolting. “I don’t fuck around,” he said, leaning forward to place his lips near the shell of my ear. “I want you. Bad. And now that you’ve given me this chance, I’m going to make it the best night of your fucking life. I am going to make sure this one night turns into infinity.”

I could hardly breathe. I heard every word and believe me when I say my panties were beyond wet. I was drenched for him and he’d hardly touched me. His voice, so orgasmic and deep. His body, so hard and smooth and warm. So near. So motherfucking perfect. Max knew what he was doing. And I shouldn’t have tested his ego considering I hadn’t been laid up in five months.

I admit I was a little desperate for him. I mean, he was the finest man I’d been around in months, I saw him almost every night, and he was into me. Really, really into me.

The way he held me, his hand on the small of my back and purposely near my ass, exhibited more than enough proof of how much he desired me. He was silently teasing me and slowly but surely unraveling every fiber in my body.

I wondered why, however. I was the dullest girl working at Capri. And I admit I wasn’t the cutest of them all. What was it about me that made him want the chase?

I straightened up, smiling softly as I pulled away from him and walked to the door. I felt him watching me walk away, and when I looked back a hint of a smile was tugging at the corners of those perfectly sculpted lips. As I pushed the door open I casually said, “We’ll see about that infinity thing.”

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Shanora Williams is a twenty-something that creates authentic romantic stories that, may or may not, make you question what a "Happily Ever After" truly is. After hitting the New York Times and USA Today bestsellers list at the mere age of nineteen, Shanora ventured further into the creative writing world, working even harder to create unique and memorable romances for all to enjoy.

She currently resides in Waxhaw, North Carolina and is the mother of one amazing boy, in love with her devoted man, and a sister to eleven.

When she isn't writing, she's spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down anything sweet and salty. She also writes under the pen name S. Q. Williams.

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Cover Reveal- Unmarked Vampire by Belinda Laj

COVER REVEAL

Title Unmarked Vampire

Author Belinda Laj

Synopsis

Julian Laurent is not like other vampires. He is yet to receive his racial mark from the Lord of Immortals and as a result, his time studying at the Damned Academy will not be easy. Not only will he have to deal with the scorn of the other vampires, angels, demons and half-bloods at the university, but he will also have to work things out with Mia, an ex-girlfriend he can’t even remember. Julian thinks he knows the full extent of his problems but he soon realizes that there is much more at stake. The subverts are hunting him and want to kill him, and there is a dangerous power growing inside him — the likes of which no one should have. Thanks to another vampire, Ray, he will soon discover what the racial mark really is: a tool used by the Immortal Lord Blake Night to keep the rest of the immortals under his control. Freeing the other students from the influence of the mark will not be at all easy, particularly since Julian feels that he is linked to Blake by some kind of invisible thread. The reality is worse than he could possibly imagine.

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Author Bio

bio: Author Belinda Laj has always loved reading and she will read anything, although her preferred genre is urban fantasy. Reading and writing allows her to discover new worlds, alternative realities and supernatural creatures. Unmarked Vampire is her first novel and it has spent months as a top ranking book in the Italian Amazon classifications for Horror and Teens Fantasy.