Cover Reveals: Only Fools Jump by K.P. Haigh & Give Me This by Anna Brooks

Title: Only Fools Jump
Author: K.P. Haigh
Release Date: July 28, 2016
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Only fools jump…and Zoey Porter is no fool. At least not anymore. One tiny mistake when she was eighteen led to two very real consequences—the kind that keep you up all night and demand breakfast in the morning.
The only thing Zoey has time for these days is dry shampoo, energy bars, and that magical photo filter that erases the circles under her eyes.
So when Elliott MacCallister knocks on the door like a #nofilternecessary god, Zoey knows she’s in serious trouble.
With Elliott as the newly-minted resident of her boss’s pool house, keeping her distance is easier said than done.
Time to stock up on wine, cookies, and a portable fan. This summer just got complicated.
Only Fools Jump is like cotton candy for your soul—light and sweet. It’s a full length, standalone romantic comedy. It’ll be impossible to stop smiling after you devour this perfect summer read.
Recommended for 18+ due to language and some sexual content.

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“Can I get you anything? Water, tea, soda?” I hear myself asking. Chalk it up to my automatic response system for houseguests. He might murder me with an ice pick in a second, but at least I offered him a beverage.
“I’ll have a Gatorade. I’m sure Sam keeps some stashed in there. Thanks.” Another point in his favor: Samantha totally does keep Gatorade in the fridge—it’s the only non-organic, high-sugar thing in there.
I walk over to the fridge and make the mistake of looking at Elliott on my way over. He’s smiling at me, and I notice he has a single dimple on his right cheek. It’s like the universe knew giving him two dimples would be unfair to the rest of us.
Ahh. I need to focus. “Okay, so how are you going to prove you’re really who you say you are? Do you happen to have a DNA test in your back pocket?”
And what fine pockets they are. His jeans are the perfect cross between hipster slim and boringly straight. He’s obviously well-acquainted with the inside of a gym because I can see the outline of his quads through the dark denim all the way from here.
Elliott’s eyes lock onto mine when I finally make it back up to his face. His eyebrows tick upward. Yup, I’m pretty sure he realizes I was just checking out his denim—and everything underneath it. I open the fridge door and stick my head in while my cheeks turn hot pink.
K.P. Haigh joined the adult world as a project manager. After spending years in spreadsheets, she put her love of blank notebooks to good use and started spinning words into love stories.
In a perfect world, K.P. would have a never-ending supply of coffee, carbs, and sticky notes. She corners the market on ridiculous facial expressions and is happiest when she’s cooking for people or making them laugh.
She’s always up for crispy French fries and can’t wait for self-driving cars to take over the world so she can read on her way to everywhere.
K.P. lives in Seattle with the man who loves her crazy and their son, who inherited half of it.

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cover reveal #2

Title: Give Me This
Series: It’s Kind Of Personal #5
Author: Anna Brooks
Release Date: Aug 2016
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One truth can explain everything.

Declan Kelly has spent his entire adult life saving people, all the while avoiding any real connections or emotions. He’s already been destroyed once, and after she ruined him, he knows he’ll never love again.

Almost two decades later, Declan moves back home to raise his daughter around his family. He tried to prepare himself for how he would react when he saw Amie, but could never have anticipated just how hard it would be to remain unaffected.

Amie Dotson knew from the moment she lied that Dec wouldn’t forgive her… but she didn’t want him to. Lying was easier than the truth because he would have stayed for her, and she didn’t want him to miss out on his dreams because of her.

Harboring more than one secret, Amie tries to avoid Declan when she discovers he’s back in town, but when he sees the evidence marring her body, she knows he’ll do whatever it takes to remove the fear from her eyes.

When the truth is revealed, can two people finally find the happiness they lost but never forgot?

The same cab company I called this morning is picking me up in ten minutes, so I go outside to wait but come to a halt when I see Declan leaning against his car, looking pissed. Sexy and hot, but pissed. My feet move me to stand in front of him; an involuntary force pulls me to him even though I don’t want to. He doesn’t need me interrupting his happy life.  
His arms are crossed, his ankles are crossed, and his eyes are drilling into me. “Get in the car.”
I lick my lips, and his eyes follow my tongue. “I have a cab on the way.”
“Get in the car, Amie.”
I flinch at his angry tone, and his face softens. “You know I’d never, ever hurt you, honey. I’d fuckin’ rip my own nails off with pliers before I let any harm come to you.”
I know he’d never lay a hand on me in anger. He’s always treated me like a damn princess. “Declan, I—”
“Tell me you know that, Amie.”
My voice softens. “I know that, D.”
“Good.” He straightens again. “You wanna do this here?”
“Do what?”
“I gave you last night. But now you’re going to tell me why the fuck you’re with Larry fucking Foster.”
I hesitate, and he sees it. He always saw everything.
“So again, you wanna do this here, or do you want to get in the car so I can take you back to my place where you can explain it to me?”
Just then, the cab pulls up, and I start to back away from him and head toward the yellow vehicle. I don’t want to tell him. I can’t tell him. I can’t say it out loud because if I do, it shows how pitiful I am. How the person I used to be is nothing but a hollow version of a girl with a broken heart.
“Don’t think about it, Amie. I will throw you over my shoulder if you even try to run away from me again.” 
I’m really pretty boring. I’m a Coastie wife and a mother who loves to write romance. 
I don’t have much spare time because my boys have a better social life than I do, and I’m usually busy playing chauffeur or being a cheerleader to one of the many sports they’re involved in. 
I was born in Wisconsin but now live on the West Coast.  I’m an animal lover, wannabe Rock Chick, Diet Dr Pepper addict, and stealer of pens. 

 

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