The Undergrad Years Blog Tour w/ Avery Aster & Gossip Girl PR XOXO

Gossip Girls PR Undergrad Years Blog Tour

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Lock your bedroom door! Pull out the toys!! Fill up a glass of champagne!!! Let’s have some naughty new adult fun with The Undergrad Years.

On behalf of Gossip Girls PR and myself, thank you for hosting, reviewing, and helping to promote this hot new series. Everything you need is right here. You may also ‘lift’ the images from the tour links as well as grab the three excerpts with varying heat levels.

We’re giving away SEVEN fabulous prizes and one of those prizes has THIRTY winners! 

  1. $25.00 Amazon Gift Card
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  3. $15.00 Amazon Gift Card
  4. 30 ARCS of Always & Forever, Vive
  5. 1 autographed copy of Love, Lex
  6. 1 autographed copy of Yours Truly, Taddy
  7. Win your name (as a character) in Avery’s next book

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Always & Forever, Vive (The Undergrad Years #4) on pre-sale

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XO, Blake (The Undergrad Years #3) JUST RELEASED 

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Yours Truly, Taddy (The Undergrad Years #2) 

Note: there is a new yellow cover that replaces the Eden lollipop cover. 

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Love, Lex (The Undergrad Years #1)

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Always & Forever (The Undergrad Years) blurb and pre-sale links

Always & Forever, Vive

I Know What You Did Last Summer meets Pretty Little Liars in Avery Aster’s new novel Always & Forever, Vive.

Operator: “911, what’s your emergency?”

“Help! I need help. My name is Viveca Farnworth. I’m in a high-rise on the Upper West Side. My friends, Lex, Taddy, Blake, and I are being held hostage by a lunatic with a gun.” I choked back a cry as the voice on the other line asked who’d abducted us. I swear on my Chanel handbag collection I’ve got the worst flippin’ luck ever! “It’s a fellow student…that I’ve been…dating,” I replied. Shit! He’s coming back. Hanging up, I slipped the cellphone in my pocket. He doesn’t know I have it.

With a body that’s ripped in all the right places, utterly gorgeous, and so freakin’ charming, I glared at him—part in fear, part in some freaky-deaky state of arousal. I couldn’t believe I’d fallen for this psycho. The sex had been so hot. Everything had been so perfect between us. I loved him. And now, he wants me and my Manhattanites…dead? But why? And what can I do to stop him?

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XO, Blake (The Undergrad Years) blurb and buying links

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For fans of the dark comedy film Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down comes an erotic exploration in domination and submission where Ivy League students let their naughtiest desires run wild…

If you think my besties Lex, Taddy, and Vive have had some bad luck earlier this year, cut to me at Glamorama. Last thing I remembered was dancing with Diego and Miguel from my English class, when the room started… spinning. And not in a good way! We got sick. Think Regan in The Exorcist. Taddy was rushed to the hospital. Holding on for dear life, I was carried out by the boys and taken back to their dorm.

Now I’m waking up in Diego’s bed and Miguel keeps staring at me from across the room. I’ve wanted to get into these dudes’ pants since the first day of class. But Diego told me he likes to be tied up and—wait for it—spanked. WTF! The news on TV reports that last night we all got roofied. And Vive just texted me saying that someone is out to kill her. Could this semester get any more bizarre? -–Blake Morgan, college freshman, gay best friend, virgin

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Excerpts from XO, BLAKE (The Undergrad Years) by Avery Aster

PG-13 excerpt

The prolonged anticipation of having to wait all day to see Diego was almost unbearable. The mere thought of that man made me hard. My body craved him like Lex did her Yoo-hoo beverage. I hoped he felt the same way about me.

He had to. Right? That kiss and then the text where he stated he was thinking about me had made my heart melt.

I’d texted in advance letting him know when to expect me. And even though I had changed my clothes three times from casual to hip then back to casual, I was still a few minutes early. I was more excited than nervous to see him again.

Greeting me at the door, wearing sweat pants and a wife-beater, Diego put one of his muscular arms against the doorframe, revealing an armpit. A hot, sexy please-let-me-lick-it armpit at that.

Slowly, as if taking his time, he looked me over seductively, causing my stomach to flutter and my chest to expand.

Something intense, almost dirty, flared between us. I adjusted myself.

My senses reeled as if short-circuiting. I was totally entranced by his compelling personage. I didn’t know what to say. Realizing it was winter, I licked my lips a few times then asked, “Aren’t…‘ya cold in that?”

“Do I look like it?” he asked in confidence, a wide grin on his lips as if already knowing he was steaming lust and fire from every pore of his body. Even the mere sparkle in his eyes utterly turned me on.

Staring back at him with a longing I couldn’t hide any longer, I studied his lean, dark-skinned face before replying, “No. You look hot.” Once the admission released from my lips, I caught my breath in my throat, straightened my shoulders, and muttered, “You gonna let me in?”

,” he agreed and stepped back, letting me into the room. The sexy blue rope was on the nightstand.

Oh, boy.

The lights were dim.

Almost as if photographing his dick, my eyes went straight for his crotch. I wanted to remember the moment—Diego’s male beauty, his very presence with mine, the two of us alone—for forever. Under the sheer jersey cotton fabric, I could make out the shape of his thick, apparently hard, and somewhat c-shaped into a perfect upward curve of a penis.

Long and snake-like, the dude was hung as if there was a garden hose in his pants.

Swallowing the knot in my throat, I realized my own dick was swelling fast. Hard as a rock, there was an ache for release as I’d never experienced before.

I cleared my throat, pretending not to be affected by the mere thought of giving him a blow job. Good Lord, I wanted to drop to my knees and suck him like a baby calf to a mother’s milk.

As I adjusted myself again, for the umpteenth time, I felt dampness on the front of my pants.

Fuck. Pre-cum. 

 

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Fuck. Pre-cum.

Utterly compelling, his magnetism was so potent I could get drunk just by looking at him. Clearly my body couldn’t control itself.

“And?” He came over and straddled my legs, curled himself into the curve of my body. Then his sexy mouth descended to meet mine, first slowly, drugging those lips until our tongues danced.

With a lightness in my chest, my lips burned in the aftermath of his kiss. Damn, he’s good. Gasping in delight, I reached for his hand and embraced the adrenaline rush of being with him. The stroke of his skin sent erotic jolts through every part of my body. There was a dreamy intimacy between us, as if everything was standing still. Except for my heart. That was beating at a zillion pulses a second.

Wet. His mouth covered mine hungrily as we tongued all over again.

Fuuuck. I curled my toes. A delightful shiver of wanting ran through me. I was going to cum in my pants. Any second now. Air, I need to breathe. Instinctively my hand came up to his chest, begging for a minute.

Filled with desire to know, my pulse quickened as I demanded, “Tell me why you have the rope…”

“I like to use it when I’m having sex.” His mouth grazed my earlobe.

Hearing that made my heart thump erratically. I bit down on my lower lip before asking, “Do you get tied up or do they?” When he didn’t give me an answer, I pressed my open lips to his and murmured, “Tell…me.”

“Usually, they do.” He kissed the sensitive spot of my neck. “I like the power it gives me, having someone helpless under my body. I’m in complete control of them.” A series of slow kisses all over my entire face ensued. It sent a shiver up and down my spine until he rested his lips against my scar, kissing it…twice.

“Does that hurt?” he asked.

Shaking my head, I replied, “The doctors told me I have nerve damage. Mostly, it just feels numb.” Self-conscious, my gaze fell on the floor.

“Hey, guapo…look at me.” He grabbed my chin, his brown eyes flickering with intent. “Let me see your smile.”

My face must’ve been bright red, because I felt embarrassed. I grinned back at him.

“There you go, guapo. You are a beautiful man.” His lips brushed my scar.

Drugged by his compliments, feeling a bit more self-confident, I muttered, “Thanks,” and kissed him back. We took our time getting to know every square inch of each other’s flesh. Curious to see what all that control would feel like, I confessed, “I want to tie you up.”

“Why?”

“The power.” My emotions skittered. “Lately, my life has been sorta slipping through my hands—”

“So…you tying me up will help balance you out?”

“Maybe.” My consciousness seemed to ebb and then the burning desire to fuck him took over, more than ever. “Have you ever been tied up before?”

“No. Like I said, usually I do all the tying.”

My lips curved down into a frown.

“But…”

“Yes?” My voice went up an octave.

“I’m willing to bottom for you, so I might as well let you tie me up.”

“Really?” My eyes blinked.

“Sí.”

“Good. Very good.”

 

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His muscular arms came wide. He peeled off his cotton tank, revealing his gorgeous chest. Perfectly sculpted. His nipples, like two blackberries, stared back at me, persuading to be tasted, sucked, and played with.

“Lick my pecs, guapo,” he panted, grabbing on to my face, pulling my lips onto his flesh. “They’re sensitive. My nips go straight to my dick. You touch them and I get hard. Sí.

Such knowledge could be perilous. He struck a vibrant chord in me…

I stuck my tongue out a bit and licked, once, twice. My teeth caught on the edge of his right nipple as I gave it a slight tug. His tormented groan was a heady invitation to keep going. And so I grazed my tongue across his smooth chest and continued the licking, biting playfully on his other pec. His body shivered in my arms. I liked how vulnerable he was becoming. There was something alluring about the man, being so muscular and masculine, and yet willing to let me have my way with him.

I had no power over all the crazy shit going on in my life. But in Diego’s bed, I had a sense of control. I needed that. If only for one night. It felt new and different to me, and I intended to enjoy every minute.

He pulled my shirt up. Holding onto his shoulders, I stood. With a projected energy and power which attracted me to him, he yanked my pants and then my underwear down.

Being naked in front of him, I didn’t feel as vulnerable as I thought I would. If anything, my excitement only continued to climb.

And then he…stroked…my dick.

Guapo, you like that?” he murmured, fisting his hands over my erection.

“Ah-huh,” I replied in a husky whisper.

Hard, my shaft thickened in his hands. The way he manhandled me felt hot, too. His palms were callus and rough but with my dick, he was almost gentle. He rubbed the bare skin, admiring the mushroom head of my penis.

Raw. Sensitive.

Staring up at me, his chest rose as he moaned, “I’m going to get your cock nice and wet. Then you’re going…to tie me up.”

“Start sucking, papi,” I said in a throaty voice and lost myself in his mouth. Getting more turned on by the second as he gave me oral pleasure, becoming sensitive to his every touch, my nipples tightened.

I didn’t know who I was or what the frick I was doing. It was as if I was having an out-of-body experience. I was no longer Blake Morgan III, Fairfield native, Avon Porter graduate, and Columbia University student.

No!

I was guapo, the raging dominant and soon-to-be top aficionado of all things ass.

Tugging at my balls, his head jerked back and forth. Getting into a rhythm, he rotated his attention from the tip of my dick to my shaft.

Waves of pleasure throbbed through me. The warmth of his hot flesh was amazing.

He reached for the rope from the nightstand and instructed in sweet agony, “Tie me up.” And spread out on his back.

Climbing on top of him, I placed his hands near the headrest. Taking his right hand in mine, I recalled my good ‘ol Boy Scout days of knots and wrapped the blue rope once, twice, around his wrist. Then I pulled his arm up a bit.

 

 

Halfway Perfect

HalfwayPerfect

Five Facts About HALFWAY PERFECT

1)     Co-author, Mark Perini, was the model who portrayed the main character on Julie Cross’ Tempest series books. He’s also been on many other YA covers https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/21313153?shelf=books-i-am-on-the-cover-of

2)     In the book, main character, Alex books a big job modeling for Calvin Klein. CK is one of the few big designers/labels Mark hasn’t worked with (yet). Both authors are big CK fans

3)     co-author, Julie Cross, started out writing Eve’s chapters, and Mark writing Alex’s, but plot elements and scenes required occasional swapping

4)     Mark wrote parts of Halfway Perfect while in Milan, Italy for Fashion Week

5)     Julie has never met a model in real life, not even Mark.

Top 5 Places to Spot a Model in NYC

1)    Polo Bar:

1 E 55th St

If you’re on the hunt for a model sighting look no further than  Ralph Lauren’s Great Gatsby themed Polo Bar. We’re told there’s at least a one-month wait. This may be because it’s one of the hottest spots in town for Models & A-listers alike.

2) The Boom Boom Room at the Top of the Standard:

848 Washington St

If you’re looking to dance the night away in one of NYC’s most decadent and hard to get into clubs look no further than the Boom Boom Room. Come after Fashion Week and you’re almost guaranteed to rub elbows with fashion elite.

3) Sisley-Paris Boutique

343 Bleecker Street

Is a secret weapon for the top catwalkers who want glowing skin before major shows. Models no longer need to travel to Paris for Sisley’s award winning skin treatments.

4) Equinox

421 Hudson Street

If you’re going to be a successful model you’ve got to eat-sleep and dream of the gym. So it goes without saying that the best places to spot one is at a gymnasium. Equinox is grounded in the idea of high-performance living, empowering our members to be bold, be risk takers and push their limits, inside and outside of the club. Perfect future everest rock-climbing models of all shapes and sizes.

5) Books of Wonder

18 W 18th St

Want to guarantee you’ll run into a model? Head to Books of Wonder for the launch of event May 8th 6-8 PM international model Mark Perini will be signing copies of co-authored Halfway Perfect with Julie Cross.

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Sweet Talk, Sweet Dreams, Sweet Seduction w/ Special Foreword by Lee Child

Diabetes

Sweet Talk, Sweet Dreams, Sweet Seduction
Boxed Sets
Publication date: May 1st 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Thriller

Synopsis:

Sweet Talk Boxed Set
Priced at only $9.99, this heart-warming, limited edition collection features ten BRAND NEW contemporary romances by New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors

Sweet Dreams Boxed Set
Priced at only $9.99, this fascinating limited edition collection features thirteen BRAND NEW thrillers by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling authors

Sweet Seduction Boxed Set
Priced at only 9.99, this stunning limited edition collection features thirteen BRAND NEW contemporary romances by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling authors.

You can make a difference while you read! All proceeds from the sales of these boxed sets will be donated to the Diabetes Research Institute via Brenda Novak’s Online Auction for Diabetes Research.

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/series/show/142932-authors-to-benefit-diabetes-research

Purchase:

Amazon links:
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https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/sweet-dreams-boxed-set-thirteen/id953313748?mt=11

INTRO FOR BRENDA NOVAK

I’m a thriller writer, and a thriller reader, and hence a sucker for the classic thriller plot, where an ordinary man or an ordinary woman slowly becomes aware of a looming threat: someone or something is out there, close by, infinitely dangerous; or perhaps an intruder is already in the house, mocking, violating a sanctuary, or perhaps – really creepy – he’s been living in the attic for a couple of weeks already, camping out, undetected, silent, leaving odd nighttime disturbances … who moved that chair?

Or perhaps, for added anguish, it’s not the ordinary man or woman under threat: it’s his or her son or daughter, their child, their responsibility, the intended victim, a helpless target.  What mother or father wouldn’t fight to the death?  And they do … 400 pages later, an investigation has been conducted, the bad guy has been identified, close scrapes have been survived, and finally the family is sitting together on the bottom stair, stunned but finally safe, as the bad guy is put in the cop car and driven away.  The end.

Diabetes starts like that.  But it doesn’t finish like that.

It’s a mysterious malfunction.  No one knows the cause.  Researchers suspect an element of genetic susceptibility, and in those susceptible it’s possible the Coxsackie B4 virus kicks things off.  Then a tiny balance among the human body’s billion moving parts goes slightly out of whack, and the beta cells in the islets of Langerhans (such an innocent name) inside the pancreas shut down and stop producing insulin, so the body can no longer deal with the kind of sugars we crave.

The intruder is now in the house.

Untreated, all kinds of complications will follow. Cardiovascular disease, and stroke, and damage to the eyes, kidneys, and nerves.  And more.  Including death.  All in store, unbelievably, for the ordinary parent’s beautiful and vulnerable child.  No one’s fault.  Type 1 diabetes is unrelated to lifestyle.  Most victims are thin or normal, healthy, well fed, well loved.

The fight back begins with maintenance.  Sometimes diet is enough; more often, insulin must be provided.  An endless round begins: testing and injecting, testing and injecting.  Most sufferers do OK for a long time, but only OK.  Quite apart from the social and organizational burdens of diet and injection, they can feel under the weather a lot of the time.  But in thriller terms, we can at least get them barricaded in a safe house, at least temporarily, doors and windows locked, guns drawn, with the bad guy lurking outside in the yard.

But how do we get the bad guy in the cop car?

Research is the answer, but it’s fantastically expensive.  All around the world, teams of biochemists are working hard, but they have to pay the rent.  And eat.  Their funding comes from governments and institutions and drug companies – but also from hundreds of thousands of concerned individuals.  Many of them are parents of diabetic children, and it’s easy to see why.  The primeval instinct that makes a mother or father fight to the death is a powerful one – perhaps the most powerful among our emotional inheritance.  But in the case of diabetes it’s frustrated.  There’s no identifiable antagonist, no role for a gun or a blade.  There’s no bar fight to be had.  If only it was that easy.  I know of no parent who wouldn’t gladly smash a long-neck bottle and join the fray.  But they can’t.  Such parents have to channel their natural aggression into a long, patient, endless struggle for progress.  They raise awareness and money any way they can.

This anthology is an example.  It will help fund the search for a cure.  All good.  In fact better than good, because whatever else, there are some great authors and some great stories here to enjoy.  So if you buy it, you’ll get some excellent entertainment – but also you might just get the chance to be that mysterious character on page 297 of our notional thriller, who contributes the tiny but vital clue that eventually leads to the big reveal on page 397.  Your few cents could make the difference.  You could be the one.

Lee Child

New York

2015

Blitz-wide giveaway…

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Dirty Boys of Summer Release Party

ReleasePartyFBPartyThis awesome boxed set of YA/NA novels is coming June 2nd, 2015. ***BUT*** if you want to for sure get it for $0.99, you need to head over to Amazon and pre-order it right now.

Prices can change come release day, so CLICK HERE for a direct link to Dirty Boys of Summer on Amazon. Plus, if you pre-order it you’ll earn extra entries on our massive giveaway we have going on right now (the giveaway is below & we’re adding prizes randomly, so keep checking back!)

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Facebook Party! CLICK HERE to RSVP for the Facebook Party on June 2nd. It’s going to be epic. There’s even an entry on the giveaway just for you if you RSVP for the party!

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