REVIEW & BLOG TOUR: LAWLESS by T.M. Frazier

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Lawless is book three in the King Series
and is Bear and Thia's raw, and gritty tale!


NOW AVAILABLE
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1HQU3im
Paperback Amazon: http://amzn.to/1YsctJZ
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Blurb


Thia is prim and proper.
Bear is leather and lawless.
It will never work between them.
It's a lie they almost believe.


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Excerpt


“I’m going to remember this as the worst time in my entire life. The very worst.” She shook her head. “There is nothing I can do to change that.  Girls my age are playing sports, going to dances and parties, kissing boys.  And that’s never been me.  I’ve had a full time job at the grove and a part time job at the Stop-N-Shop. I’ve done nothing over the last few years except work my ass off and watch my family fall apart. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse…now all this.”  She waived around to the house and to me and let out an awkward laugh. She took another hit off the bowl, passing it back to me.  Her coughing much less than it was on her first try.  
“Ti, how old are you?”  I asked, clearing my throat as I ventured into territory I knew I shouldn’t.  She was a pistol, even if she was a sad one, but there was a wave of innocence about her that had me both feeling bad for her and salivating for a taste of her.   
This is for her, not you. I told myself.  It was only a partial lie.  
“Seventeen,” She said, sniffling.  “Eighteen soon.”  
“You ever been kissed?” I asked, her eyes met mine. “And not a peck on the cheek or a brief smack of the lips, but a real fucking kiss? One that leaves you without air in you lungs and your thighs pressing together in search of more?”  I said, my voice coming out deep and strained.  My cock coming alive at the thought of tracing my tongue along her pump lips.  
“Why?” She whispered, and as soon as the words left her mouth I knew there would be no coming back from what I was about to do.  
I pushed off the fire pit and pulled her up off the chair, pressing her tits into my chest and my straining cock against her stomach.  I tipped her chin up and looked into her confused emerald greens. She followed my thumb with her eyes as I traced her bottom lip.  There were too many lines marring her face, questioning what it was I was up to.  I knew she would try to pull away at any second, try to stop me.  But it was too late for that.  
I was beyond stopping.  
Just one taste.
“Answer the question,” I pressed.  
“No,” she said with a slight shake of her head, and before she could try to argue, I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers.
I was already going to hell.
Might as well enjoy the ride there.  


Oh my Bear!



Like seriously I was already liking him from King & Tyrant books which I highly Recommend you read before diving into this book to better understand the rest of the characters that are in this book.

Bear... What can I say but he totally stole my heart! He made my heart burn, hurt, bleed and swell up so much in this quick read that it literally combusted when I got to end.  He is super sexy biker who yes, I totally pictured cover model Josh Mario John the whole time I read this book & yes my panties were in a bunch with all his filthy talking to Thia!  Gosh he is just YUM!!

Thia... I love how she is her own person!  And I love how she lets Bear know that promise are meant to be kept and she is one to keep them! Especially when it comes to Bear!

This book will have you going WTF?, oh my gosh no He didn't & cursing like a sailor especially towards the end.

I love how T.M. Frazier takes us into the crazy, sexy, mysterious world she has created & leaves us wondering where she is going to go with the story next!  It's one hell of a roller coaster that is well worth the mind trip to take.  

I have my theories & questions lined up to see if I am even a smudge right on where it will go but I already know, you can't predict anything in Mrs. Frazier's books & this is why I love them.  

Yes there is a cliffy but don't worry because February is not far away to find out what happens next!

Go 1 click!  It's a must read! 

**ARC kindly provided by author in exchange for an honest review***

5 Cherries Popped
    



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The finale to Bear and Thia's epic love story.


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Pre-order Soulless (Book Two) Lawless Series
Releasing February 23rd!


About the Author
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T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.

It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.

Stalk Her: Website, Facebook, Twitter, Amazon, and Goodreads.

GIVEAWAY
Signed Copy of Lawless (2 Winners)




COVER REVEAL: Roman Crazy by Alice Clayton & Nina Bocci

 
 
ROMAN CRAZY by Alice Clayton & Nina Bocci, on-sale September 13, 2016 from Gallery Books! 

More  About ROMAN CRAZY:
 
Avery Bardot steps off the plane in Rome, looking for a fresh start. She’s left behind a soon-to-be ex-husband in Boston and plans to spend the summer with her best friend Daisy—away from home and licking her wounds…and perhaps a gelato or two. But when Daisy, an American expat now living in Rome, throws her a welcome party on her first night, Avery’s thrown for a loop. She falls, quite literally, at the feet of a man she never thought she’d see again: Italian architect Marcello Bianchi.
 
Marcello is a man from her past—the man, the one who got away. And now her past is colliding with her present, a present where she should be mourning the loss of her marriage and the life she once had and—hey, that fettuccine is delicious.
 
And so is Marcello…
 
Avery slips easily into the good life that is summertime in Rome. She spends her days exploring a city that would make art historians swoon, and her nights swooning over a whirlwind what was old is new again romance. It’s heady, it’s fevered, it’s wanton, and it’s crazy. But could it really be her life? Or is it just a temporary reprieve before returning to the land of twinset cardigans and crustless sandwiches?
 
Find the Authors at:
 
 
 
Pre-Order Links:
 
 
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RELEASE DAY: Dear Professor by Blaire Drake

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Dear Professor,
Does it bother you that you’re ten years older than me? Have you ever thought it’s wrong that you watched me fuck another guy on camera for months? What do you want from me, really? All I wanted was my letter of recommendation, but now I’m stuck, aren’t I? Stuck under your thumb… And your body. From cam girl to personal whore, and all by the age of twenty-one. You’ve got me good, haven’t you? But guess what? I can play too. Grab the polish, because I’ve found your skeleton, and it's time to dust. I’ll see you in class. Oh and, Sir? I’m not wearing any panties. Love, Darcy P.s. you’re an asshole.        


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Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author who wanted to think outside her box and write the kind of things that would shock even them. She loves taboo romance and pushing boundaries in her work. She also enjoys long walks on the beach at sunset, as long as it’ll be followed by a good, old-fashioned spanking right after. DEAR PROFESSOR is her debut standalone novel, and her next book, PRETTY PORNSTAR, is also a standalone novel that promises to be equally as taboo and sexy.

You can connect with Blaire online at: FACEBOOK TWITTER INSTAGRAM PINTEREST

You’re also invited to join her reader group at: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1660452467533550/

COVER REVEAL: The Mother Road by Meghan Quinn

Check out this gorgeous cover of THE MOTHER ROAD by Meghan Quinn! Be sure to read the excerpt too!


THE MOTHER ROAD by Meghan Quinn
NA Romantic Comedy
Release date: January 12, 2016
Cover Designed by: Meghan Quinn

Amazon Pre-order: http://amzn.to/1makXYA



Blurb:
Never in a million years would I have pictured myself as an axe-wielding, dragon lady, chopping up multi-colored flannel shirts into my very own plaid mulch. But here I am, chopping away my frustrations.

It all started when my brother, Paul, convinced me to go on one last family road trip across the Mother Road with him and my dad.. Just like old times, right? Wrong. What Paul fails to mention is his best man, Porter, will be joining us, who just so happens to be my childhood crush and the man who broke my heart four years ago.

What is supposed to be a fun, family bonding experience across Route 66 turns into a war
of pranks, awkward moments and bathrooms full of dirty flannel shirts and day old beard clippings. Paul’s know-it-all attitude and Porter’s devilish charm brings me to the brink of my sanity on my seven day trek across the United States with three bearded men in a small 1980’s RV.

Excerpt

“Marley, put the axe down and step away from the flannels,” Porter says, hands extended, as if he wants to help.

“You’re not in a good frame of mind. This is not who you are. You’re not an axe wielding psychopath looking to make a pile of long sleeved cotton into your very own plaid colored mulch,” Paul tries to convince her.

“Buttons, please put the axe down. We can talk about whatever is bothering you. Please don’t chop up Daddy’s Americana flannel shirt.”

Let’s pause for a second; do you see those three men standing to the side, fear in their eyes, sweat at their temples, with their hands clutched at their waists and their asses tight enough to pop open a bottle of beer?

Yeah, those three, they’re the reason why I’m foaming at the mouth, gripping an axe three sizes too big for my body with my heels dug deep into the wet and muddy ground.

That’s me, Marley McMann, the brunette in the “rustic” orange bridesmaid dress with a bouquet sticking out of my hair and a pile of multi-colored poly-blend barf rags resting in front of me, waiting to be minced into my very own personal hamster shit shavings.

I’m not usually threatening to slice the buttons off of men’s clothing with a lead shiv big enough to cut down a knotty vagina-looking sycamore tree. But I’ve had my limit.

There comes a time in a girl’s life when she has to reach deep down into her soul, clear the pathways of her inner goddess, and let out her nuclear Satan. You know what I’m talking about.

The crazy.

Don’t try to act like you don’t have it; every woman does.

Let me paint you a picture. It’s that time of the month; its shark week, as some may say. The civil war is being reenacted by your ovaries and death is scatted over your fallopian tubes. You’re crippled over in pain on your couch, half a Snickers bar hanging out of your mouth, a heating pad pressed against your innards, and a blanket wrapped around you as if you’re a cocktail wiener in a Pillsbury croissant. The Hallmark Channel is airing that Mario Lopez movie you’ve been dying to see and not because the plot looks good, but because you want to reminisce on your Saved by the Bell days. Mario is the only thing getting you through this time of need, that and the chocolate drool slowly dripping into the back of your throat.

You’re content, minus the battlefield in your uterus, when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, the mister in your life flops on the couch, causing a ripple within your cocoon. Your heating pad shifts and your Snickers bar falls to the ground. The swoon-worthy shot of Mario with his shirt off gets switched to some stupid sporting game just as the mister lifts his ass in your direction and blasts two large farts.

Can you feel the monster start to awaken?

You try to remain calm; you tell yourself it’s going to be alright…until one simple crack of his knuckles rings through the room. You lose it. Your eyelids flip inside out, fire shoots out of your vagina, and your toenails grow to exponential pterodactyl lengths. You’re at his throat, scratching his jugular with your toes until you’re satisfied enough with the human carnage you’ve turned him into.

That moment right there, that’s where I’m at.

In all honesty, I’m a pleasant human. I have my own beauty blog and live in sunny Los Angeles, where I pay an ass ton of money to live in a two-bedroom apartment the size of walk-in closet, but I make it work. You know those hidden Murphy beds? I have one; be jealous. I get to work from home, test out different cosmetics, and write about them. I’ve got a pretty easy going life, or at least I did.

It all started when Paul, my older brother, decided to get married. No, this isn’t one of those stories where I talk about the evil soon to be sister-in-law and how she’s ruined my life. I actually adore Savannah; she’s perfect for my brother, minus the big eyes. I swear she blinks three times less than the average human.

This is about the week leading up to my brother’s wedding…the week that I now refer to on my blog as the journey of three beards and a mascara brush.

Confused? Don’t be; you will understand very quickly where I’m coming from.



Dec 15th, 22nd, 29th, Jan 5th: Teaser Blast
January 12: Release Day Blast
January 11-23: Review Tour
January 16-30: Promotional Event

About the Author:

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if "It's Raining Men" starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing... enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

Like me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/meghanquinnauthor

Find me on Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7360513.Meghan_Quinn

Visit my website: http://authormeghanquinn.com/

RELEASE BLITZ: Lawless by T.M. Frazier

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Lawless is book three in the King Series
and is Bear and Thia's raw, and gritty tale!


NOW AVAILABLE
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1HQU3im
Paperback Amazon: http://amzn.to/1YsctJZ

lawless cover.jpg


Blurb


Thia is prim and proper.
Bear is leather and lawless.
It will never work between them.
It's a lie they almost believe.


lawless teaser1.jpg
About the Author
t.m. frazier.jpg
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.


She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.


In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.


It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.


Stalk Her: Website, Facebook, Twitter, Amazon, and Goodreads.


 

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