19 jun. 2018

Blog Book tour Stand&Deliver by Rhenna Morgan









Security expert Beckett Tate has met his match in colleague Gia Sinclair. He’s given her time to get used to the idea of “them,” but her time is up and he’s ready to go all in on claiming what’s his. When someone attacks Gia's character and career they'll need to find a balance between her independence and his fierce desire to protect. Return to Rhenna Morgan's sexy Men of Haven series available 2018 from Carina Press!


About Stand & Deliver:

Title: Stand & Deliver
Author: Rhenna Morgan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 11th, 2018
Publisher: Carina Press
Series: Men of Haven
Format: Digital eBook / Print
Digital ISBN: B076ZV47MC
Print ISBN: 9781335948304













Synopsis:

Live hard, f*ck harder and make their own rules. Those are the cornerstones the six Men of Haven bleed by, taking what they want, always watching each other’s backs and loving the women they claim with unyielding tenderness and fierce.

Security expert Beckett Tate has met his match in colleague Gia Sinclair. He longs to run his hands over each and every one of her lush curves. She’s wicked smart and wicked hot. He’s given her time to get used to the idea of “them,” but her time is up and he’s ready to go all in on claiming what’s his.

Despite her love of all things girlie, Gia’s no typical Southern belle. She’s built her skills and reputation in a field normally dominated by men, and now she has a kick-ass career she loves. She certainly doesn’t need a man to take care of her—especially not one who’s pure alpha. Still, Beckett’s the one man who can satisfy the desires she’s hidden under her tough exterior, and she’s hooked.

Letting Beckett take the lead in the bedroom comes naturally to Gia—not constantly proving herself to him professionally is more of a struggle. And when someone attacks her character and career, Gia and Beckett will have to find a balance: her willingness to let go just a little, with his trust in her abilities and his deep, primal need to protect his woman.

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Copyright© 2018 Stand & Deliver
Rhenna Morgan

As light as Gia was, getting her in the house was a breeze, and thanks to Knox, her alarm didn’t pose a problem either. Thank God, he’d actually convinced her to let his company be the one to install the system when she moved in. Otherwise, he’d have had a whole different set of problems to juggle.
Soft lamplight spilled from the corner of the living room, so Beckett aimed that direction and laid Gia out on the couch. Once settled, he crouched beside her and smoothed her hair away from her face.
The impact hit him instantly, the soft and silky strands jolting his amplified need for touch into high gear and tempting him like a junkie on a four-day dry spell. As out as she was, he could toy with the long strands and sample the skin on her face and neck for hours and she’d likely never remember a thing. The thing was, if he ever got the chance to touch her that way, he’d want her to remember. Would want to see the response in her eyes and learn how her body reacted to his touch.
He braced on hand on the couch above her head instead. The fabric was nowhere near as luxurious as her hair, but it was soft like the chairs he kept at his place and kept him from giving into touching where he shouldn’t.
That was the thing about people like him. Touch was everything. The thing he needed to stay in balance and keep his head and impulses in check. While his sensory processing disorder—or SPD—wasn’t as debilitating as it was for some people, he’d sure as hell learned not to underestimate it.
He leaned in and lowered his voice, knowing full well she probably wouldn’t hear or understand a word he said. “How about you chill here for a bit, gorgeous. Let me go get things ready for you upstairs.”
Gia moaned and rolled to one side, tucking her hands beneath her cheek.

He couldn’t help but chuckle. The pose was cute. Totally innocent and sweet. Which meant she’d be mortified if she had any clue he’d seen it. “I’m gonna take that for a yes.”


About Rhenna Morgan:

A native Oklahoman, Rhenna Morgan is a certified romance junkie. Whether it’s contemporary, paranormal, or fantasy you’re after, Rhenna’s stories pack romantic escape full of new, exciting worlds, and strong, intuitive men who fight to keep the women they want. For advance release news and exclusive content, sign up for her newsletter at http://RhennaMorgan.com. You'll also find all of her social links there, along with her smoking hot inspiration boards.












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18 jun. 2018

Presentación del rodaje "Vota Juan" nueva serie de Tnt








Vota Juan se centrará en la figura de Juan Carrasco, un anodino ministro de Agricultura que, después de una serie de casualidades políticas que despiertan su ambición, decide presentarse a las primarias de su partido y poder así optar a la candidatura a la Presidencia del Gobierno. Intrigas de partido, envidias y crisis rodean a Juan en esta difícil tarea. Pero no estará solo durante el intento, ya que contará con la inestimable ayuda de su jefa de prensa, su jefa de gabinete o su asesor personal. Un equipo de campaña que, lo mismo que su líder, tratará de compensar su inexperiencia y falta de habilidad política con buenas dosis de picaresca e improvisación. ¿Conseguirá Juan Carrasco llegar a La Moncloa?

Javier y María Pujalte encabezan el reparto de esta comedia, creada conjuntamente porDiego San José (Ocho apellidos vascos) y Juan Cavestany (Vergüenza). Víctor García León(Selfie) y David Serrano (Tenemos que hablar) se encargarán de dirigir los episodios.




-Vídeo y fotos de mi autoría

17 jun. 2018

Encuentro con C.J. Tudor



C.J. Tudor autora de el hombre de tiza visitó Madrid y tuvimos un encuentro/presentación con ella donde respondió a muchas de nuestras preguntas.Una escritora muy simpática, divertida y espontánea.


-Fotos y vídeo de mi autoría
15 jun. 2018

Entrevista Toni Hill



- Antes que nada felicitarle por la novela¿Cómo fue crear un ambiente que incluso con el paso del tiempo no se siguen cuestionándose temas sociales y los que lo hacen les cuesta obtener respuesta?

No sé si acabo de entender la pregunta, pero creo que en los 70 sí se cuestionaban temas sociales. El barrio mantuvo una lucha constante para conseguir escuelas y todo tipo de servicios, y sus habitantes se implicaron de manera muy activa en huelgas y reivindicaciones de todo tipo. Lo que sucede era que las preocupaciones de entonces eran distintas y hay temas que no figuraban en sus agendas. Sí que es cierto que, en mi opinión, vivimos ahora unos momentos mucho más individualistas, sobre todo en la esfera laboral. Antes podía organizarse una huelga por un despido injustificado; ahora, con la crisis vivida, más bien tenemos miedo a perder el puesto de trabajo que tenemos si nos significamos para denunciar abusos. A cambio, somos más capaces de luchar por temas amplios, como se ha visto en el reciente 8 de marzo, que afectan a grandes colectivos.


-“Hay escenas que pasan a formar parte del paisaje del barrio y de la misma manera nos acostumbramos a eludir” Esta frase en su libro es muy significativa y da en el clavo en toda la historia pero ¿Qué paisaje del barrio le costó más eludir o le costó más dar forma como escritor?

La verdad es que no me costó ninguno en especial. Es un barrio que conocía bien y eso siempre te ayuda a encontrar los rincones adecuados. Por otro lado, aunque la geografía del barrio es importante, a mí me interesaba más la parte humana y recrear el espíritu de una época, y eso siempre resulta difícil. Hay que esquivar la nostalgia que embellece los recuerdos y tratar de ser honesto y no juzgar a los personajes, que a veces actúan siguiendo una ética que hoy cuestionaríamos totalmente. Hay que ser fiel al lugar pero también a los tiempos.


-¿Cree que la palabra “lealtad” ha caído en desuso y a su vez las personas no son “leales” como lo eran antes? ¿Por qué las amistades de antes eran de cine del tipo “Cuenta conmigo” y las de ahora se desdibujan antes?

La palabra ha caído en desuso, yo creo que es obvio. De hecho suena casi a juramento medieval… Y sin embargo la lealtad era importante en la infancia: tu amigo/amiga te defendía y estaba a tu lado de manera incondicional. De todas maneras, aunque la palabra en sí se use menos, yo creo que sigue siendo importante. Hay buenos amigos ahora también.

- ¿Qué personaje de su libro del pasado o evocando el pasado tomo vida ante sus ojos (en carne y hueso) sin usted saberlo?

Todos acaban tomando forma, como si fueran reales, no sabría escribirlos si no fuera así. Incluso los más desagradables, aquellos a quien no querrías conocer nunca, tienen que parecer seres vivos para que el lector se los crea.

-¿Cómo es rebelarse contra la tristeza para usted y como escritor crear un personaje como lo es “el moco”?

El Moco, Juanpe Zamora, es un personaje entrañable. En la novela se dice que al nacer le entregaron una baraja en la que faltaban los cuatro ases, y eso siempre ha despertado en mí una gran ternura. Por supuesto que comete errores, no es un tipo fuerte, carga con demasiados conflictos y con un pasado muy duro, pero me gusta de Juanpe su empeño en recuperar la amistad y en conservar casi siempre un punto de esperanza: va a una entrevista de trabajo, desea salir del agujero donde se ha metido, intenta conservar la cordura… pero necesita mucha más ayuda de la que recibe.

- ¿Cree usted que las costumbres se resisten a cambiar?

No, yo creo que hemos vivido grandes avances en muchos temas, y creo que en la novela se percibe sobre todo en las relaciones familiares. La relación que tienen Miriam y Iago hubiera sido impensable entre ella misma y su madre, o entre Víctor y Anabel, por poner dos ejemplos. Lo que sucede es que a veces no nos damos cuenta de lo mucho que cambian las cosas hasta que las vemos juntas, una al lado de otra. Por supuesto nos queda mucho por avanzar en bastantes temas, y hay que seguir insistiendo, pero el cambio está ahí.

-En esta historia tenemos un narrador que hasta casi el final no conocemos y este libro esta dentro de un libro… ¿Tenía claro desde el principio que alguien no ajeno a la historia e importante iba a ser el “cotilla” que nos lo dijese casi todo? ¿Cómo fue dar vida a este libro dentro de otro que el personaje tenía entre manos?

Me gustaba mucho la idea de introducir ese narrador “voyeur”, que lo sabe todo y que observa desde la distancia, y que además pasa a intervenir en un momento concreto de la novela. Ismael consigue darle a la historia del pasado toda la intensidad de la primera persona y una cierta objetividad, porque no es un protagonista directo sino un testigo implicado. Por otro lado, su historia siempre aparece en el primer capítulo de cada parte, para que los lectores no tengan problemas a la hora de seguirla, y convenientemente fechada para que resulte más identificable.

- En la historia del pasado el papel de la mujer esta presente pero silencioso y en la historia del presente la mujer como que tiene más voz aunque no existe la amistad o la camaderia de antes ¿Lo has querido hacer como reflejo de la sociedad actual? (un tirón de orejas)

No sé si entre las mujeres de antes existía esa camaradería, fíjate en el personaje de Rosi, a quien casi nadie echa una mano. En la novela queda bastante claro que, aunque en los 70 las mujeres tenían voz, al final eran los hombres quienes decidían, existía una cesión por parte de ellas que los situaba a ellos al frente de las decisiones importantes. Ahora, sin embargo, todo es distinto, y Miriam es la gran prueba de ello: una madre soltera, con un buen hijo, un padre enfermo y un negocio tambaleante… Ni siquiera ella es consciente de la fuerza que tiene hasta que llega el final de la novela.

- Si usted tuviese una voz interna o alguien del pasado que le dijese cosas o fuese su “pepito grillo”como cierto personaje ¿De quién sería esa voz?

Seguramente sería la de mi padre, que falleció hace muchos años… pero en realidad espero no oír voces, de verdad.


-Esta claro que en el presente los móviles pueden hacer mucho daño pero en el pasado ¿Era el silencio y el mirar hacía otro lado el que lo hacía?

Sí, y la sensación de que algunos actos terribles eran “normales”. Nadie cuestionaba demasiado al Cromañón, ni su acoso a Juanpe, de la misma manera que nadie se metía en los asuntos de Juan Zamora y Rosi. El “algo habrá hecho para que le peguen” es terrible y ha costado años quitárnoslo de encima (si es que lo hemos conseguido del todo, que tengo mis dudas).

-¿Quisiera añadir algo más a la entrevista o decir algo a los seguidores de la web?

Sólo darte las gracias por el interés y saludar a los seguidores. Espero que quienes se decidan a leerlo encuentren en “Tigres de cristal” una historia humana e intensa que los seduzca hasta el desenlace.


-Fotografías de mi autoría
14 jun. 2018

Book tour Fight for you by Nina Crespo



Aiden Kingman is reunited with the woman he mistakenly wronged seven years ago...and this time around, he’s determined to make things right. Check out this first look for FIGHT FOR YOU by Nina Crespo, coming this July…



About FIGHT FOR YOU

In this second of the Kingman Brothers series, Aiden Kingman is reunited with the woman he mistakenly wronged seven years ago...and this time around, he’s determined to make things right.

Seven years ago, Aiden Kingman had to choose between betraying Delanie Clark and her father or staying loyal to his father’s company. He chose his father—losing Delanie in the process—and he’s regretted it ever since. Now as CEO and partner in Kingman Partners International, he needs to finalize buying a retreat property, but there’s one major hold up: Delanie is the contract negotiator for the owner, and she doesn’t trust him.

Delanie and her father lost everything when Aiden’s father lied about his intentions for buying her family’s mountain retreat. She swore that she would never have anything to do with Aiden Kingman again. But now she’s facing him across the negotiating table, and sparks that had previously been stamped out reignite between them. When tragedy places the deal on the line, will they put their history behind them? Or will the deal cost them both their second chance at love?

Nina Crespo, author of the charming and sexy Forget You, is back with a sizzling romance that will have you believing in second chances, forgiveness, and learning to love despite the past.


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Read the first chapter from FIGHT FOR YOU:

Chapter One

Seven years ago
Delanie Clark stroked the dark wood footboard of the large sleigh bed in the bedroom of the rustic two-room mountain cabin at Clearmount Retreat. Should she greet Aiden Kingman wearing the lingerie set she’d picked out last week at the mall while thinking of him . . . or nothing at all?
She walked to the side of the bed and dropped her green backpack on top of the blue comforter. She’d let him discover her naked . . . in the hot tub. A smile she couldn’t stop bloomed on her face. That was the perfect place to wait for him and escape the chilly autumn night.
Finally, it was Friday. She’d hardly been able to concentrate during her classes at the University of Kentucky because he’d stayed on her mind. Since he’d called on Wednesday to tell her he was definitely flying in from Maryland for the weekend, the days had crept by at a snail’s pace and so had the five-hour drive earlier from Lexington. It seemed like an eternity since she’d last seen him, instead of just one week.
Delanie took off her brown hiking boots and socks, along with her tan wool sweater, jeans, and underwear. She stuffed her clothes into the pack, stowed everything in the closet behind her, then hurried into the corner bathroom for a towel. When she came back out, she dimmed the brass lamp on the bedside table.
Moonlight shining through the sliding glass door across from her gave the simply furnished room a romantic glow. The smell of the oak logs stacked inside the fireplace built into the wall near the foot of the bed lingered with the clean, earthy scent of the space.
While she was growing up and living on the retreat property, one of the jobs her father assigned to her had been filling the kindling boxes and stocking wood in the cabins. She used to imagine the guests enjoying warm drinks in front of their fireplaces, thoroughly mesmerized by the orange and amber flames curling and flickering over the logs.
Later on, she and Aiden would lie in bed, watching their own fire slowly burn to embers. For once, they could fall asleep in each other’s arms and wake up together in the morning, like a normal couple, and share breakfast. Her dad was on a fishing trip until late Sunday. For the first time, she wouldn’t have to sneak back down the trail into the family living quarters she shared with him before dawn. More importantly, Aiden’s concern about them seeing each other as a conflict of interest while he negotiated to buy Clearmount from her father no longer existed. The papers had been signed yesterday, selling the property to Aiden’s family company, TriRoyal Incorporated. They’d take over ownership of her dad’s thirty-acre retreat next month, and she and Aiden were finally free to share about their relationship.
Delanie hurried out the sliding door into the wood-framed, glass-enclosed deck and shut it behind her. Moonlight illuminated the steam rising from the sunken hot tub on the right. The mountains in the distance and the gently swaying trees surrounding her added to the peaceful ambiance.
She dropped the towel on the deck, twisted her long, dark hair into a loose topknot, then slipped into the rippling water. The stress from studying and agonizing over the economics exam she’d ultimately aced that afternoon melted away as she leaned back and closed her eyes.
Would Aiden have more of TriRoyal’s modernization plans to show her? What he’d shared so far was fantastic. Redwood-and-stone cottages would replace the well-used wood cabins that were currently on the property. Picture windows would provide views of the lake, trees, and mountains.
Delanie’s heart accelerated as she recalled Aiden sitting across from her a week ago in the hot tub, telling her about his plans. His slicked-back dark hair had emphasized the chiseled angles of his gorgeous face.
Not only are we building larger decks on the cottages, we’re also installing bigger hot tubs.” He’d shot her a lazy grin. “You and I will definitely take advantage of them when we visit the new and improved Clearmount Retreat next fall.”
I like that idea, a lot.” She hadn’t been able to stop herself from returning his smile. “But I wouldn’t mind if you took advantage of me now.”
Come over here and I will.”
Uh-uh.” She’d crooked her finger at him. “You come here.”
As he’d stood and approached her, water had trailed down his defined pecs and abs. The gleam in his hazel-brown eyes and the erection rising high on his abdomen had promised her one thing—earth-shattering orgasms.
Are you mine?”
That’s what he’d asked her in bed later on as he’d kissed her along her left leg, from her toes to her inner thigh. He’d started all over again with her other leg. Each brush of his lips inching nearer to her sex had taunted and teased her.
Answer me, Delanie.”
She’d tried to respond, but his tongue feathering over her clit and a back-arching climax had taken away her ability to form words. His length gliding slowly inside of her and pulling out at an equally tortuous pace had captivated her. With each successive, deep stroke that followed, yes not only became her answer but a plea for more pleasure. And Aiden had delivered.
Infused with the warmth of remembered bliss, Delanie sank deeper into the water. What they shared was . . . perfect.
But her dad would be surprised to hear she and Aiden were in a relationship, and that they were going to keep seeing each other. He’d asked her not to become serious with anyone until after she’d turned twenty-one. She’d only missed the mark by six months, and her father did like Aiden. At twenty-four, Aiden was already an acquisitions negotiator for his father’s company. He understood the importance of responsibility and would support her making college her main priority over him. It wasn’t like they were planning to get married or anything. Surely, her father would understand why she’d kept it a secret until now. She and Aiden had happily and unexpectedly fallen in love—and she hadn’t wanted that to disrupt his business dealings.
A man’s voice coming from inside the cabin, clearly on the phone, broke into her thoughts.
Aiden? Her heart drummed in her chest as she listened closely. No . . . not Aiden. Gerard Kingman. Shit!
Just as she shrank back into the shadows, a stream of light came from the bedroom. Aiden’s tall, black-haired father opened the sliding door and strode into the enclosure, talking on his cell.
I don’t care what it takes. Just do it. No more delays.” Gerard unknotted the maroon tie from the collar of his white dress shirt and stuffed it in the pocket of the charcoal overcoat that melded perfectly with his dark suit. With his back turned to Delanie, he moved toward the stairs at the other end of the deck.
The temperature seemed to creep up with the warmth flushing into her cheeks. She couldn’t let him find her bare-ass naked in the tub. If he came closer, she could dunk herself under the water. She’d rather drown than have him discover her.
I don’t give a damn if they mow down the place, cement over the lake, and build a parking lot on top of it as long as the papers are signed. Get it done.”
Mow down the place? Parking lot? What was he talking about?
She heard the front door slam shut.
Dad, where are you?” Aiden’s bellow reverberated. The solid thunk of his shoes became louder when he entered the bedroom. Delanie watched him storm out onto the deck and advance on his father while she tried to shrink back into the shadows farther still. “What the fuck did you do?”
Gerard slipped his phone into his pocket. “That’s none of your concern.”
None of my concern?” Aiden’s muscles bunched and released underneath his navy sweater and jeans. “You working a side negotiation with the outlet mall developers on my deal damn well qualifies as my concern.”
Side negotiation? No. They weren’t talking about Clearmount. They couldn’t be.
First, you work for me, not the other way around.” Gerard’s tone grew implacable. “Second, this is about business and has nothing to do with whether or not you can bang the property owner’s daughter with a clear conscience.”
Leave Delanie out of this.”
I didn’t bring her into it.” Gerard pointed at Aiden. “You did. I must admit, it was a smart move getting Delanie on your side. She was a big influence in swaying Bryan Clark to come to the negotiating table. He signed the deal. We own the property. It’s mine to sell. The mall developers are happily going to pay my asking price.”
Clearmount is my project.”
That has nothing to do with it. Because of my decision, we made money. Everybody got what they wanted. That’s how it works.”
It wasn’t your call. This was my acquisition.” Aiden raked back his hair with both hands. “I should have been the one handling negotiations, not you.”
Delanie’s heart thumped so hard it felt as if her breastbone would shatter. “No!” Water sloshed in her face as she surged forward in the tub and into the light. Disbelief made her tremble more than the cold as she crossed her arms, covering her chest. “You promised my father you would preserve Clearmount as a retreat. Aiden—you showed me the renovation plans.”
Gerard’s dismissive look replaced the heat in the water with a chill. He turned to Aiden, blatantly ignoring her. “We’re flying out to our property in Denver tonight. Productivity at the hotel there is low, complaints are high, and since no one else seems to be able to solve the problem, we’re going to fix it. You’re riding in the town car with me to the airport. You can make arrangements for the car company to pick up your rental before we take off. Hurry up and deal with her. We don’t have all night.” He strode into the cabin.
Delanie looked to Aiden. “What’s going on?”
He snagged the towel from the deck. “You’re shivering.”
She took Aiden’s hand and he pulled her out of the tub, but he didn’t meet her gaze.
Hot and cold prickles dripped down her spine with the water puddling at her feet. “Is it true?”
He tucked the towel around her. “Let’s go inside.”
Answer me!” The force of the words burned her throat. “Did you sell Clearmount to outlet mall developers?”
It’s not that simple.”
It was simple enough for you to fuck me so I’d vouch for you to my father.”
Aiden’s jawline angled as he gripped her shoulders. “It’s not like that.”
Isn’t it? Like your father said, you got what you wanted. Right?”
His silence filled in the gaps.
He’d used her. How could she have been so stupid? She’d fallen for him but he hadn’t loved her at all. Anger and hurt washed over Delanie. She wrenched out of Aiden’s grasp. “Get away from me. I never want to see you again.”

FIGHT FOR YOU by Nina Crespo releases on July 9, 2018
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Author Bio:
Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions—the beach, kickboxing, a good glass of wine, and dancing. Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel. Curiosity about people and places, including what’s beyond the stars, fuels her writer’s imagination. Indulge in her sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales to feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after.


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