Blog Tour: Dante's Redemption by Jaime Whitley

 

 

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Dante's Redemption was an amazing read. I am still recovering from the high of reading about Dante and Ava's story.

 

Let me tell you, there were so many unexpected turns in this book. Dante is your hot, undercover agent devoted to cracking down drug dealers in his town. He had a l sexy booty call on speed dial that fit his life just perfect. The last thing he needed with excess baggage of an over obsessed girlfriend. Ava, his booty call, isn't your bimbo with no brains kind of girl. There was way more to Ava than Dante ever expected. I think that is one of the things that kept me glued to their story.

 

As the story unfolds, Dante is getting closer and closer to taking down Sal, the mobster drug load, the road gets a little complicated with an unexpected twist involving Ava. Ava, they girl he knows absolutely nothing about except how she likes her coffee and what position makes her scream the loudest, ends up being the partner and unexpected lover Dante needed.  Ava's involvement in Dante's plans makes the story so much more interesting.  

 

Just as things are going as planned, the road starts to get bumpy. Suspicions rise, secrets are being revealed, shockers are unleashed. All these things lead to the most unexpected ending full of surprise, tears, and anger. You are going to love this story. 5 Stars!!!!



 

 

Dante Santoro knew he was destined for great things. Growing up with two dead beat parents, Dante was forced to become an adult before his time. Deciding to change the world, Dante distanced himself from the only life he knew, the life of drugs and crime.

After going through school and training, Dante became a detective in the local police force. Keeping focused on getting drugs off the streets, he limited friends and outside connections.

Finding himself the perfect candidate to go undercover, he never anticipated the one person he thought was safe could jeopardize it all.

Will Dante be able to succeed at making the streets a safer place or will his destiny alter the course of the life he lives forever?

 

It’s so easy to think you’re invincible when you’re a kid. No one tells you any different, so you’re led to believe that you’re untouchable. When you play with your GI Joes, Snake Eyes always takes down the bad guys; and good always prevails over evil. Your parents just smile and watch you play and protect your innocence. Then you grow up and you learn that good doesn’t always win. In the end we all die, there is no escaping the fact that we won’t live forever. When your time is up, it’s up. There’s no cheating death. I always knew growing up I was destined to make something great of myself. I was going to have purpose in this ugly world and bring some beauty into it. I just didn’t know how I was going to do it. It’s hard to find yourself when your mother’s a drug addict and your dad walked out on you at the age of four. Not really the best role models for a kid. Most people would use that as their excuse to slack off and not have to follow the rules. Feel entitled to do whatever the fuck they wanted because life handed them a shitty hand. Not me, I took it as my chance to prove to everyone out there that there are no excuses; you create your own future. I studied hard through school and my grades excelled. I joined every sports team I could to keep myself busy so I wouldn’t have to go home to my mom. I eventually had to get a part-time job at an auto shop to help pay for my food. My mother never seemed to care if I had food on the table. The only thing she cared about was how she was going to get her next fix I had no choice but to provide for myself or I would go hungry. Still, I never resented her. Her addiction made me stronger and taught me that hard work pays off. Fast forward and here I am, thirty years old and a DEA Agent with a nice record of busts under my belt. Ironic isn’t it? I grew up with a drug addict and now I take down drug dealers. Dante Santoro, the biggest walking contradiction to the drug world. Nice to meet you.

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Jaime Nicole Whitley is a wife and a stay at home mom to her two children. She grew up in New Jersey where she continued her education and became a medical assistant. She now lives in North Carolina where her husband is stationed with the Army. Jaime also co-writes novels under the name Lena Nicole.

 

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Release Day Blitz: Her Soldier by H.J. Bellus

 

 

 

Sergeant Jeremiah Abbner died in the line of duty serving his country. Or at least that's what the newspapers said...

 

The US Government handed him a new identity, and strict orders not to make contact with anyone from his past. As far as society was concerned Sergeant Jeremiah Abbner was dead, and buried six feet under. Not having contact with his ex-wife would be easy. She was a manipulator and a cheater. Not seeing his daughter on the other hand would devastate him... Beau Morgan, aka Jeremiah, settles down in a town far away from everything he's ever known. Coping with the trauma he's experienced and discovering a new life Beau finds himself the most aggressive he's ever been. His blood simmers with rage while his fists are thirsty to let it all out . In the middle of his own living hell he never expected to run into an old familiar face. And to top it off, one who recognized him as Jeremiah. He's vowed never to love again, but as circumstances land him in the arms of a woman, Jenni Lee, this time he may not have a choice, as she rarely takes no for an answer. Can Beau Morgan control his temper long enough to settle into his new life? Or will resentment taint him forever?

 

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Release Day Blitz: Need by K.I. Lynn and N. Isabelle Blanco

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes love happens at first sight, even when you’re at an age where you can’t comprehend what it means.

It was just a crush. They were only kids, after all. But what happens when that feeling never goes away?

Brayden and Kira have been neighbors for years, and best friends since they met. They have a connection that is evident to many, and it’s haunted them their whole lives.

Teenage hormones rage, turning their friendship into something neither can handle. The attraction is carnal, all-consuming, and it seems like it’s only a matter of time before Brayden loses control.

Everything slams to a halt when their single parents decide to get remarried . . . to each other. Bad decisions and broken friendships make living across the hall from the one person you want above all difficult. Luckily for Brayden, it’s only for a few months before he’s off to college in another state, leaving Kira to face high school alone.

Brayden tries to stay away, to forget her, but it’s an impossible task he fails at time and time again. Kira is morphing from a sexy teenager to an irresistible woman, one that knows what she wants and seems hell-bent on getting it.

As Kira’s eighteenth birthday approaches, Brayden has a decision to make. Does he keep running away from the thing he wants the most or does he run toward it?

Is it possible to ever be happy without the one person you need?

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"I'm Brayden, baby. The man you've been dreaming about your whole life. And I'm about to fucking show you why."

 

Part 1 of a 2 part series.

 

Brayden

My hand is actually shaking when I reach up and grab the thin fabric between my thumb and index finger. Kira goes utterly still, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

One move, a tiny pull, and the purple evidence I’d left behind is bared to me.

It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, with the exception of her expression while we were kissing last night. I love it.

If I could, I’d strip her down right now and give her another five or six of them.

Groaning softly, I bend just enough to drop a kiss on the hickey I gave her. She tenses against me and gasps. Melting into her, I place my hands on the wall next to her head, bracing myself, and set in, tonguing her neck over and over.

Right on my mark.

I bite it, fighting the urge to go hard, make it deeper, larger.

Kira fists my T-shirt, but she doesn’t push me away. She seems stuck between pulling me closer or keeping me where I am. A small whimper reaches my ears.

This is what I’m going to do to every inch of you one day, I think as I swirl my tongue around her skin.

But not today.

Not. Today.

I feel like someone is purposely poisoning me, slowly killing my life force one cell at a time. I told myself I’d wait, but how do I do that when her body is fucking screaming for me?

I’ll find a way. I’ll find a way. I’ll find a way.

Damn this shit.

Somehow, I find the resolve to place a soft kiss on her cheek and move back to look at her.

Her big eyes are uncertain. They gut me. Make me wonder how I could deny this to myself for so long.

“I didn’t go off with anyone last night,” I repeat, speaking slow so that my words sink in and she gets what I’m telling her. She still doesn’t seem to believe me. It pisses me off that her eyes doubt me, more than I can properly describe in words.

Curling my hand around her jaw, I stare into her eyes. “I don’t want anyone but you, Kira.” I want to give her some time to assimilate that, for it to sink into her head.

But I can’t wait anymore.

I lean down and press my lips to hers, yelling at myself to take it easy this time. To not go at her like some beast again.

One feel of her lips, the taste of her gasp against my mouth, and my plan gets shot straight to hell.

Holy God, this girl drugs me, her scent, her heat, the wet lushness of her mouth. Kira melts into me, her small arms wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer.

Greedy. Just like last night.

I fucking love it. Want more.

I part her lips with my tongue, and my cock swells, jealous. I remind myself to take it easy, but her little mouth is so hungry for me, her tongue finding mine and demanding everything from me.

Before I can even think of stopping this, we’re fucking each other’s mouths, my hands sliding down her back, cupping her sweet ass and bringing her in close so she feels how damn hard she makes me, how much I want her. Every time she licks at my tongue, it makes me want to fall to my knees in front of her, pull down her pants so I can get her clit into my mouth, slide my fingers in at the same time.

Can’t think like that.

Can’t help it.

Kira groans and presses her small tits into my chest. Runs her hands all over me. Like she’s been dying for it as much as I have. I suck on her upper lip, bite on her lower one, and when she gives me this sexy, needy little moan in return, I make myself a promise right then, right there.

I can’t have it now, but one day, I’ll have her naked.

One day, I’ll have her tits in my hands. In my mouth.

One day, I’m going to claim every inch of her sweet pussy.

But not today. And, shit, the thought is actually fucking depressing.

“Kira!” I hear Mrs. Roth calling from the foyer.

The sound of her mom’s voice makes me fly back away from her. For two heart-pounding seconds, I’m convinced that she’s right outside the pool room, that she caught us going at it.

Kira is leaning against the wall, her hair a mess, looking so damn tempting that I almost forget I just heard her mother’s voice.

Then, Mrs. Roth calls out for her again. “Kira! Are you up there? Can you tell Brayden to come down with you? Steven is here, and we’re ready to talk to you kids.”

What the fuck?

Kira smoothes down her hair and raises a finger to her kiss-swollen lips, obviously telling me to be quiet.

I move back toward her and whisper in her ear, “Why is your mom here?”

She grabs my shoulders, clearly wanting to bring me closer.

Despite how confused I am, I can’t help but smile.

“She told me and Ryan that we had to come over. That she and your dad wanted to discuss something with us,” Kira whispers.

What the hell could they want to talk to us about?

“Kira! Hurry up!”

I hear her mother walking back toward the living room.

Shit. Whatever it is, it’s going to have to be dealt with first before I can sit down and have my conversation with Kira.

The whole thing is odd. My dad and Kira’s mom have barely ever spent time in the same room together, as far as I know, so why the hell would they call a meeting like this?

“Ryan’s here?”

Kira nods up at me, eyes on my lips.

She wants what I want. I raise my hand and run my thumb over her lower lip, already imagining the next time I’m going to kiss her.

I want it now, but it has to wait. Fuck them and whatever the hell they want to talk about. The fact that they’re pulling me away from my girl makes me itch to slam my fist into the wall.

“Okay.” I tilt her head up and give her one last kiss. A small one. It’s all I can afford to give her without losing control again. “Don’t forget that we have to talk after this.”

No one ever told me that a girl’s smile could be enough to make my year, but the smile that she gives me right then does that and then some.

“Okay,” she mouths.

I motion for her to head out before me. When she gives me a questioning look, I simply raise an eyebrow in the direction of my crotch, knowing she’ll see how hard I am.

Man, the way her eyes drop down and lock on it starts ripping the pieces of my resolve, reminding me that this girl will definitely take it if I decide to give it to her.

No. Stop.

I shake my head at her and motion for her to go again.

But when she turns to go, suddenly I can’t let her, not without one last feel. I grab her hand and caress it one last time before dropping it and letting her leave.

Kira smiles at me over her shoulder, happiness literally beaming from her, and it’s infectious. My throat feels thick as I smile back at her.

Watching her leave and not chasing her down now that I’ve made up my mind to have her isn’t easy. I force myself to stay right where I am and think of every cliché in the damn book, anything to try and get my boner to go away.

It doesn’t.

Not until I hear Kira gasp out a “What?” from the other room and Ryan ask, “What exactly is going on here?”

I rush out of the pool room, jumping up the three steps leading out, and storm through the foyer.

Strange, just strange.

I look around the living room as I enter, trying to figure out why my dad and Ryan’s mom are sitting together on our couch. Kira’s sitting by the window, chewing on her nails, trying to hide how swollen I made her lips. The scarf is readjusted, once again hiding the hickey.

I smirk, not wanting to wait to go at her again.

I don’t register the worried look in her eyes until I hear my Dad clear his throat, pulling me back to the confusion of the living room configuration. “We wanted you kids here for an announcement that concerns us all.”

My brow scrunches. What the hell is going on? And why the hell is Dad sitting so close to Mrs. Roth?

The two of them look at each other, sharing secretive smiles, and my stomach drops.

Oh, God . . .

“We’re getting married!” Mrs. Roth squeals.

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K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestselling Series, Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about. Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese.

 

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Isabelle Blanco is theAmazon Bestselling Author of the Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life. An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world. N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

 

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Cover Reveal: When Dreams Come True by M. Stratton

     

 

What would you do if one day all of your dreams came true? Melissa 'Lissa' Loring was a successful author. She was happy living in her home at the base of the mountains in Tucson with her assistant, Hannah Mills. First the phone call came; they wanted to make one of her books into a movie. Within six months, she was flying out to Los Angeles and talking with the studio about the final script and a list of actors to play the roles. Excited about her lunch meeting, she was shocked when her muse for one of the characters walked in and sat down at the table with her. Will Martinsson was riding high on his fame and loving every minute of it. He traveled the world meeting his legions of fans and could pick which roles he wanted. When the script was presented to him, he read it and was intrigued. Then he found out that the author had modeled the character after him, so he searched out information on her and his interest was piqued. He told the studio he wanted in, but he also wanted to meet her before he would sign on the dotted line. When two independent, successful people meet and have a strong connection, there is nothing they can do but see where the dream takes them.

 

 

 

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M. Stratton is an International Amazon bestselling author in the romantic suspense and mystery suspense categories for her debut novel After the Storm. She is a self-proclaimed dork that loves to make people laugh and can trip over nothing. Her inner rock star is always on stage performing to a sold out crowd but is quiet and shy on the outside. She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people. When not writing you can find M. watching football (Go Bears!), NASCAR, or classic movies, watching her husband and father restore classic cars, and seeing who can be sillier, her or her son, and of course reading.

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Release Day Blitz: Dante's Redemption by Jaime Whitley

 

Dante Santoro knew he was destined for great things. Growing up with two dead beat parents, Dante was forced to become an adult before his time. Deciding to change the world, Dante distanced himself from the only life he knew, the life of drugs and crime.

After going through school and training, Dante became a detective in the local police force. Keeping focused on getting drugs off the streets, he limited friends and outside connections. Finding himself the perfect candidate to go undercover, he never anticipated the one person he thought was safe could jeopardize it all. Will Dante be able to succeed at making the streets a safer place or will his destiny alter the course of the life he lives forever?

 

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Jaime Nicole Whitley is a wife and a stay at home mom to her two children. She grew up in New Jersey where she continued her education and became a medical assistant. She now lives in North Carolina where her husband is stationed with the Army. Jaime also co-writes novels under the name Lena Nicole.

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