Monday 11 November 2013

Hopping The Boxes Blog Tour & Giveaway from 11th to 18th November 2013

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Welcome to my stop for Hoppin the Boxes Today I'll be featuring Christy Hayes
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There are Over 60 stops - with plenty of excerpts, information and a giveaway!
These Eight Authors are presenting their Boxed Sets with Excerpts, Character Bios, and Prizes
Barbara Silkstone with the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set
Cheryl Bradshaw with the Sloan Monroe Boxed Set
Christy Hayes and the Golden Rule Bundle
Donna Fasano and the Single Daddy Club Boxed Set
Faith Mortimer and the Diana Rivers Mystery Set
M.P. McDonald and the Mark Taylor Omnibus
Melissa F. Miller and the Sasha McCandles Series
Sibel Hodge and the Sibel Hodge Box Set
This tour will run from 11 – 18 November

Reader drawing is international

Grand Prize Winner : $60 Giftcard to Amazon or Barnes and all eight boxed sets
First Prize Winner: $40 Giftcard and all eight box set
Second Prize winner - 4 (winner’s choice) boxed sets (see the giveaway tool at the bottom of the post!)

  And now.. I present Hayes Box Set photo HayesBOX_zps4cd3305a.jpg The Golden Rule Outfitters Bundle ~ Purchase Now: Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo § Smashwords Mending the Line: Book 1 Jill Jennings’ dream of becoming an elite runner turns into a nightmare when she breaks her leg less than a year before the Olympic trials. After two surgeries and a lengthy rehabilitation, she’s ready to pursue her goal again. Or is she… Jill’s healing and ready to hit the pavement, but her passion for the sport she’d planned to make her career unexpectedly wanes. On a whim, she changes course and runs right into tall, blonde, and gorgeous Tyler Bloodworth. Fly fisherman come and go in south central Colorado, but Ty’s back for a second summer, minus his girlfriend and hotter than ever. Tyler Bloodworth’s life plan to start a fly-fishing business with his dad back home in North Carolina is suddenly snagged when Jill Jennings runs circles around his heart during a summer stint as a fishing guide in Colorado. Back for a second summer, he sets his bait and casts his line, but Jill’s not so easy to catch. A catch and release fisherman hooks the one girl he won’t let go. A distance runner with big dreams and an uncertain future falls hard for a summer fling. Can Jill risk losing her career and her heart to Tyler when he’ll be gone in a few months, or will Ty reel in the biggest catch of his life? Guiding the Fall: Book 2 Sexy multi-millionaire Jack Forrester has never needed anyone, and although he’s suffered a crushing blow to his personal and professional life, he’s not about to start now. When he moves to Hailey, Colorado, to look into a new business venture and work with a biographer documenting his career, he meets the beautiful and irresistible Olivia Golden – a woman creating more gossip in town than he is, and making him rethink his views on being alone. Olivia Golden has always enjoyed the attention her beauty has garnered. On the brink of finishing her student-teaching job, she’s ready to leave her hometown, start her career, and find love. Her plans go awry when she’s forced to fight charges levied against her at school and the insanely rich new businessman in town makes her a proposition she can’t refuse. No stranger to loss and public humiliation, Jack offers to help Olivia with the fall-out from the scandal…and soon, she’s offering him something as well. A no-strings-attached relationship. But as the sensual attraction between them grows, Olivia breaks through Jack’s carefully constructed walls to reach the lonely man inside. Will Jack risk his heart to save Olivia’s sinking ship, or will the beautiful teacher guide herself straight into a fall, and take him with her? Taming the Moguls: Book 3 In the finale of the Golden Rule Outfitters series, small town business mogul Tommy Golden faces the biggest fight of his life. A corporate giant is threatening to commercialize the area’s quiet ski lift and change the fabric of the valley he calls home. When he discovers the woman sent to plead Holcomb Industries case is the woman who ripped his heart out a decade before, his passion to fight the development becomes a personal quest for revenge. Gretchen Lowrey knows her first and only love Tommy Golden lives in the valley where she’s been sent to negotiate with a group fighting her employer, but she doesn’t know he’s in charge of the resistance. If there’s one thing Gretchen understands it’s that she can’t change the past, but dealing with Tommy in the present is anything but pleasant. He’s still furious at her for walking out on him, but she can’t explain her reasons for leaving now any more than she could years before. The best thing she can do—the safest thing—is to broker a deal and get out of town fast. But fate has other plans. When Tommy and Gretchen are stranded on a snowy mountaintop, the last thing on their minds is a deal. The gloves come off and the rules get tossed out the window. Because in the game of love, there are no rules.
About Christy Hayes
Christy Hayes lives outside Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. She has a journalism degree from the University of Georgia (Go Dawgs!). She’s a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Women’s Fiction Chapter of Romance Writers of America. Christy has been writing seriously since 2004 and made the decision to indie publish in 2011. When not working on her next novel, Christy can be found running through her neighborhood or at one of her kids sporting events.
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Excerpt From Mending the Line: Book 1 Purchase Now : Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo § Smashwords
“I’m a pretty good guide. You could start with me.” Oh, she’d like to start with him. Maybe his lips, that fascinating scar over his eyebrow, the scruffy chin, the broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long, blunt ended fingers. She’d start and never stop. She shook her head and tried to calm her racing heart. “I’ll give it some thought.” As if she needed an excuse to think of him. He still didn’t make any attempt to leave, but held her captive with his eyes. Her heart raced, her breath came out in short bursts, and she felt her insides turn to liquid. “Ty?” she breathed, her voice a shaky whisper. “Jill?” he mimicked. She stood up on legs she willed to stop trembling, her fingers splayed on the desktop for purchase in case her legs gave out under his stare. “I’m not exactly schooled in this whole thing,” she waved her hand between them, “but I get the feeling you’re hitting on me.” He grinned and she wouldn’t have been surprised if a canary yellow feather popped out of his mouth. “You’re pretty perceptive.” “Okay…why?” “Excuse me?” “I mean, you could have anyone here. Anyone anywhere. I saw your girlfriend. She was petite and blonde and gorgeous. Pretty much the exact opposite of me. I know you know Olivia. She’d run naked through the streets to get your attention, not that she’d need to do that to get a man’s attention, but…” She lifted her shoulders and let them drop as he flashed a mischievous grin. “Do you own a mirror?” he asked. “Yes,” she stated unequivocally. “I do, which is why I’m asking, quite poorly, why me?” He stepped around the desk. She turned, afraid to break contact with his stare, and the back of her legs ended up pushed against the desk. “For the very reason you’re asking and about a hundred more.” He lifted a hand and ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek. The zing it produced felt like lightning coursing through her blood. She felt the electric zap as it whipped through her body, setting fire to every single nerve ending. It was a wonder she didn’t burst into flames with just that one touch. He lightly gripped her chin, lifting her lips to angle perfectly over his. He touched his lips ever so gently to the corner of her mouth. Her hands found their way to his t-shirt and she had just enough firing synapses to register the wall of solid muscle beneath her touch. Then it all went dark as he breezed those lips over hers again and again, whisper soft, never quite making full contact. He cradled her head in his hands until she was practically panting with want. His teasing brushes were the most tantalizing torture she’d ever experienced.
Excerpt from Guiding the Fall: Book 2 Purchase Now : Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo § Smashwords
Lyle rolled his eyes. “My breathing makes you uncomfortable.” “That’s not true. But I refuse to fall starry eyed at your feet like every other woman in this town.” Lyle jerked back, his brows shooting up to his hairline. “What other women?” Erica felt her face heat and spun around to grab the water pitcher she’d filled for the table. “Never mind.” Lyle said and stepped in her path. “No, I’d love to know what other women in town are dropping starry eyed at my feet.” “I’m not going to stand here and feed your ego.” “What ego? I haven’t had an actual date in…” His eyes roamed the ceiling as he did mental calculations. “Months. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not the one getting mauled on your patio. I’m the one getting his ass chewed inside.” “Don’t get all fussy with me because your girlfriend’s playing the field.” “I told you before Olivia’s not my girlfriend.” “I don’t care what she is.” “Then why do you keep throwing her and every other woman in town in my face as if I’m some kind of womanizer? You don’t know anything about me.” “You’re right, I don’t. And I don’t want to. I think it would be best if we just stayed out of each other’s way.” She tried to step around him, and he blocked her again. She tried the opposite direction only to have the pitcher bounce off his chest when he stepped in her path again. “What is your problem?” He looked down at her with his piercing brown eyes full of fury. His impossibly adorable dimples flashed. “Maybe I don’t want to stay out of your way. Maybe I’m sick and tired of having you pop in and out of my mind fifty times a day. Maybe if I actually got to know you, I’d have enough reasons to stop thinking about you all the time and wondering why your cantankerous attitude is so damn appealing to me.” “Who says stuff like that?” Erica hollered. “I’m not cant—whatever that word is. I’m pissed, and if you don’t get out of my way and let me put this heavy pitcher on the table, I’ll pour it over your head.” When he grabbed the pitcher and challenged her with his eyes to make the next move, Erica stood speechless and fuming. “Cantankerous, “Lyle said, “means crabby, grouchy, and generally irritable. And in your case, for no good reason.” Olivia didn’t seem to notice the tension when she breezed inside and asked where the bathroom was located. “Down the hall.” Erica pointed without breaking eye contact with Lyle. “Second door on the left.” Jack sat at the table. “Are you two going to stand around flirting all night long or are we going to eat dinner?” “Urrrrghh!” Erica grunted through gritted teeth. She turned around, grabbed the lasagna she’d worked all day to prepare, and plopped it on the table. “This was a great idea, Jack. Just great.”
Excerpt from Guiding the Fall: Book 2 Purchase Now : Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo § Smashwords
With all the highs and lows he’d experienced, Olivia couldn’t help but wonder what he had planned for the next phase of his life. One thing she knew for sure about Jack Forrester, he never did anything without a plan. Her heart was in serious danger of being broken into a thousand tiny pieces. Knowing that, feeling certain he would leave her shattered when he moved on, she still felt tempted. “You don’t have to do the dishes,” Jack said as he came up behind her, making her gasp when his hands rested on her hips. When his lips trailed a path from her ear, along her neck, and ended with a nip on the delicate skin of her collarbone, she let go of the sponge and gripped the sink for purchase. “You taste good. What is that scent you’re wearing?” She struggled to collect her thoughts. “I’m not wearing one.” “Impossible,” he muttered as the kisses continued. “Jack…” “Ummm?” “I can’t do this.” Yet she bowed back and tilted her head, giving him more access to the pulse throbbing in her neck. “Do what?” When she turned and ended up trapped between his rock hard chest and the counter, she knew she’d made a tactical error. His lips, so soft, so tempting, were only inches from hers. “I’m not sleeping with you.” “Who said anything about sleeping?” When she tried to reply, he moved in. Everything she felt before, at their first kiss, came flooding back. Only it felt more intense, more vital. If he didn’t kiss her, if he didn’t press his body into hers, she’d have slipped boneless to the ground. Her protests turned to whimpers. Her hands, the ones she’d placed on his chest to push him away, dug in and clung. Her hips arched greedily without thought, without guile. She only knew she needed and in him she found every answer. “Jack…stop…I can’t think.” He pulled back a fraction. Olivia felt only a slight joy that he wasn’t as unaffected as last time. Their heaving breath mingled between them. “Thinking is overrated.” “Please,” she begged. When he stepped back, she physically mourned his absence. “I…I’m not this easy.” He laughed, a deep, barking sound that reverberated along her skin. “No, you’re not.” He stepped back and ran his hands through his hair. “I’m ready to beg you, Olivia.” “You wouldn’t have to, Jack. I’m asking you not to.”
Excerpt from Taming the Moguls: Book 3 Purchase Now : Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo § Smashwords
“I got it.” “Got what?” “Dirt, and I’ve only scratched the surface.” Tommy stared at the scar on Patrick’s chin. “Are you going to make me pry this out of you? What dirt?” “Gretchen Lowry, Holcomb’s rep.” At the sound of her name, Tommy sucked in a breath. “I thought we talked about this. We agreed to keep things above board.” “You talked about keeping things above board. I decided there’s no harm in looking. I think you’ll be glad I did.” Tommy doubted that. “I don’t want any part of this.” Patrick leaned on the counter and looked at Tommy as if he were his sixteen-year-old son and not the thirty-one-year-old head of STS. “She’s got a past. We’d be fools not to look into it and use it to our advantage. Don’t you think Holcomb has a file a mile long on each of us?” “I don’t give a damn what Holcomb has.” Patrick jerked up in surprise. “Since when?” “Since forever. He’s a businessman and so are we. His business plans affect ours. Depending on the EIS, we may have enough of a leg to stand on to negotiate.” Patrick drove a finger into the file on the counter. “This gives us two legs. She’s got a celebrity ex she quietly divorced. Quiet divorces, especially when there’s a kid involved, indicate there’s something there.” “A kid?” Tommy’s hands fisted at the thought of Gretchen and Ryan having a child. She could still hurt him. After all those years, the pain felt so ripe. “Yep. I’ve been through a divorce with kids. Even when you both want out, it gets nasty. What if Holcomb had something to do with the divorce?” “How old is the kid?” “It’s in the file.” When Patrick started to lift the cover, Tommy slammed his fist over the manila folder. “No.” Patrick startled at Tommy’s outburst. “What the hell?” “If you’re hell-bent on using some innocent woman, you can find somebody else to run STS. I don’t work that way.” “Jesus, Tommy, I’m not doing anything unethical.” “Snooping into her private life isn’t unethical? Using her kid? Come on. That’s not what STS is about.” “STS is about stopping the development. Sometimes you have to get your hands dirty to make a difference. If you’re not willing to do that,”—Patrick shrugged—“maybe you’re not cut out for the job.” Tommy slid his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “Maybe I’m not.” They stared at one another over the glass counter. Patrick picked up the container of food. “Why don’t we both spend some time thinking on it?” “Nothing to think about,” Tommy said. Patrick remained silent and walked out of the store. The file sat like a smoking gun on the counter.
Be sure to check the other stops on the tour to see more from  photo FasanoBooks_zpsd61048bf.jpg Donna Fasano and the Single Daddy Club Boxed Set Mortimer book banner photo MortimerBooks_zps0b2b635c.jpg Faith Mortimer and the Diana Rivers Mystery Set McDonald books banner photo McDonaldBooks_zpsdf12772c.jpg M.P. McDonald and the Mark Taylor Omnibus Miller book Banner photo MillerBooks_zps807a3ca1.jpg Melissa F. Miller and the Sasha McCandless Series  photo HodgeBooks_zps21ee1fd8.jpg Sibel Hodge and the Sibel Hodge Box Set  photo SilkstoneBOOKS_zps57371d1f.jpg Barbara Silkstone with the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set Bradshaw books banner photo BradshawBooks_zps02409aed.jpg Cheryl Bradshaw with the Sloan Monroe Boxed Set
Reader drawing is international
Grand Prize Winner : $60 Giftcard to Amazon or Barnes and all eight boxed sets
First Prize Winner: $40 Giftcard and all eight box set
Second Prize winner - 4 (winner’s choice) boxed sets
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