This is Me by C.E. Wilson #SciFi #romance

Ever since watching ET, I find stories which connect alien or android forms with humans fascinating. This is the kind of story C.E. Wilson unfolds in This is Me, a Sci-Fi romance, currently touring with Xpresso Book Tours. Read on for all the book details and don’t forget to enter the giveaway for a chance to win a $10 Amazon Gift Card.

This is Me.
C.E. Wilson
Publication date: August 11th 2016
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Science Fiction

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Rogan is a robot. More specifically, he is an Asist – a personalized humanoid servant that provides protection, assistance, and companionship for a lonely young woman living on her own in the city. Chloe is trying to get her big break, singing at bars and clubs all over the city at night while she pays the bills as a substitute teacher during the day. Ever since she activated him many months ago, Rogan has been her beautiful, dependable, obedient, dead-eyed security blanket.

One morning she is shocked when he disobeys a direct command in an attempt to please her and his dull artificial eyes flash a hint of something new. Is this the result of the adaptive Asist servility programming or is Rogan actually thinking? Can a robot think? Can a robot feel?

As Chloe struggles with these thoughts she is blindsided by the singular Niven Adams, a handsome, confident man with the voice of an angel who is everything she’s ever wanted in a boyfriend. He’s the perfect guy for her, except for one problem. Niven doesn’t approve of Asists and takes an immediate dislike to Rogan. As Niven charms his way deeper and deeper into Chloe’s heart, Rogan tries to convince her that he is more than a mass-produced disposable servant.

With Rogan doing everything in his power to prove that his thoughts and feelings are real and Niven trying to persuade her to abandon her robot and have a normal human relationship, Chloe is trapped between the two things that mean the most to her. Does she embrace her relationship with the blond newcomer, or face that her Asist’s feelings may be more than features of his programming?

What really makes a person a person?

Is it a ticking muscle inside their chest, or is it something more?

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Author Bio:

C.E. Wilson is 32 years old, grew up in Millersville, Pennsylvania, and has been living in Pittsburgh since 2009. For the first few years living in Pittsburgh, she was an English teacher. Her first book, “Oath of Servitude,” was published in 2012. In 2013, she quit teaching to be a full time author and hasn’t looked back since. She loves spending time with her daughter and husband.

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Seduce by Jennifer Snyder (Giveaway & Excerpt)

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Seduce is Book 1 of the Succubus Kiss series by Jennifer Snyder. A young, reluctant succubus tries to conform to a life among other supernatural beings and a feeding habit she hates. She’s vowed not to date humans (how could she not kiss them) though how can she resist a gorgeous vampire whom she can kiss all she wants? But her world hides more than meets the eye.

Read on for all the book details and a spot on excerpt. Also, find out how you can enter the giveaway for a $25 Amazon Gift Card. This tour was brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.

Seduce by Jennifer Snyder

(Succubus Kiss, #1)
Publication date: February 24th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Purchase Link: Amazon  |  B&N

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Official Synopsis

Life isn’t so bad for succubus, Kenna Blake. True, she seems to be the only succubus with a conscience and a specific strategy for finding her male meals, but she has a cute new apartment, a budding graphic design business, and the most unique friends she’s ever had.

Her personal love life, however, is non-existent.

Until the legendary vampire Randal Vincent sweeps into her life. Even though he isn’t someone she set out to date, at least she can kiss him without killing him. But when you’re dating someone who’s the inspiration for Dracula, there are bound to be a few hiccups along the way…

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Excerpt

Without hesitation I headed in the direction of the restrooms. Running my fingers through my hair, I entered the hall. I tried to wipe every ounce of disgust from what I was about to do off my face.
I hated that this was part of who I was now.
There was no denying it though, no way to ignore it, not if I wanted to live. That was the truth about being a succubus. I could hate it all I wanted, but feeding was still a necessity.
Footsteps behind me caught my attention. I twisted my lips into a provocative smile as I spun to face my nameless conquest for the night. My eyes skimmed his features. Up close he was even more handsome than I first thought, not to mention taller. Hovering over my five-foot-two frame, I guessed he had to be close to six foot one. Sandy hair gelled and spiked to perfection was what my eyes landed on next, before moving to take in his eye color—brown. This was a letdown. Someone as handsome as he was should have an equally striking eye color. Not this guy. He was stuck with shit brown.
There was a joke in there somewhere about how that was probably fitting. It rested on the tip of my tongue as I continued to stare into his dull and ordinary eyes.
“Hey.” He flashed me a crooked smile, one I could tell was completely orchestrated and used often. “How you doin’?”
I fought to keep my lips soft and my smile in place, while cramming down the laugh that desperately wanted to bust free. Did he really think that line would get him somewhere with me? Obviously he’d watched one too many reruns of Friends. For the record, Joey said it way better.
“I’m good.” I leaned against the wall and looked up at him through my lashes. “How are you?”
Gripping his chin, he smoothed his hand over the slight scruff present and deepened his smile. His eyes swept over me in a devouring way. I could barely see the orange-red of his aura due to all the bright red now present in it. My lips twisted into a wicked smirk. He was beyond lustful, which was a good thing.
“Could be better.” His voice was heavy with cockiness. “But I think that’s what you called me back here for. Am I right? Are you going to make my evening a whole lot better, you cute little thing?” One of his brows arched as the same flicker of amusement danced behind his eyes.

Direct. He didn’t beat around the bush. I could handle getting right down to the nitty-gritty without having to keep up the act of being interested in him for longer than I wanted.

About the Author

SnyderJennifer Snyder lives in North Carolina were she spends most of her time writing new adult and young adult fiction, reading, and struggling to stay on top of housework. She is a tea lover with an obsession for Post-it notes and smooth writing pens. Jennifer lives with her husband and two children, who endure listening to songs that spur inspiration on repeat and tolerate her love for all paranormal, teenage-targeted TV shows.
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Summer Fire Anthology: 1 Ebook – 21 Hot Romances

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Temperatures this summer are sure to rise with the Summer Fire Anthology. Do you devour romances? What about if they are by hot best-selling authors. Well, here’s you chance to read almost two dozens for less than the price of a Starbucks latte. And if you leave a comment, you might get all 21 ebooks in your inbox for FREE. Read on for all the details and a tantalizing excerpt. This tour was brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.

21 ALL NEW Contemporary Romance stories by New York Times, USA Today, and National Bestselling authors.

Love when it’s hot? So do romance writers. Especially when we’re writing about gritty alphas, angsty bad boys, sizzling attraction, and unrequited passion.

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Helen Scott Taylor
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Mona Risk
Patrice Wilton
Joan Reeves
Danielle Jamie
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Excerpt from Big Girls Don’t Cry by Mimi Barbour

Chapter 1

Remi Calder saw Eadan Fleming for the first time on the day he moved into her apartment building.

While he helped the movers carry in some of his boxes, she hid behind the foyer’s largest plant, completely in awe. The muscles stored in that man’s six-foot frame were purely mouth-watering, a vision not soon forgotten. In fact, she was in such a state that had she been wearing a pacemaker it would have seized up.

Though she’d just passed her twenty-eighth birthday, the gratifying sight left her gaping like a love-starved groupie.

The fellow wore his well-washed jeans and plaid shirt as if it were a posh outfit from the elite tailors down the street. Yummy! His hair was fashioned in that short style that many business men wore today, a thick auburn mass curling in the heat.

Just then, he bent over to pick up a crate and her mouth dried up, her heart beat in triple time and the black turtleneck sweater which she thought slimmed her down suddenly choked her. With her tongue glued to the top of her mouth, she didn’t see the other fellow who was approaching from behind.

“He’s something else, eh, lass?”

First she jumped. Then she yelped. And just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, her camouflaging foliage tipped over and flopped on the floor with a loud thud, leaving her totally exposed. Oh, lawdie!

The noise alerted the man she’d been spying on and he turned her way to see what had caused the commotion. Embarrassed beyond words, Remi knew he was still watching as she tried to upright the damn tree. Not once, oh no; it took her three tries as the blasted bush seemed to have a mind of its own. Finally the man who’d caused the uproar came to her rescue and put it back in place.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” The knowing gleam in his eyes made her blush. This bloke reminded her of her brother, a down-to-earth tease who loved to catch her in uncomfortable situations. Since she seemed to be cursed with clumsiness, he ragged on her a lot.

“Oh, don’t apologise. I was just, ah…checking if the umm…soil was dry. You know, if the plant needed water. I do that from time to time. Otherwise they die.” Running out of inane blather, Remi shrugged, reddened and hunched her shoulders.

By this time, the hunky eyeful had finished loading the elevator and turned politely. “Were you wanting to use this lift?”

Remi glanced at her annoying friend and raised her chin. Then she stepped out from behind the plant, knocking against it once again. Turning in time, she saw it being caught and pretended it had nothing to do with her.

Sauntering toward the elevator, Remi hoped like hell that the run in her left legging hadn’t travelled around to the front of her leg. She approached and saw him waiting for her from inside the open doors.

“Hi,” she stuttered slightly. “Are –are you moving in today?” The first two fingers of the hand behind her back slowly crossed over each other.

“Yes, I bought a flat on the ninth floor – 906. It’s a great building and close to the city center. I was lucky it came up for sale. What floor did you want?” His finger still hovered over the panel of numbers.

Remi’s eyes were glued to his muscled chest, imagination going wild. “Sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m on the eight – eighth. Thank you.”

He grinned at her bumbling and then looked into her eyes, and she saw a sincere, friendly smile. One that had her instinctively smiling back. She watched his eyes widen and his glance sharpen. Lowering her lashes, she hid her shyness.

To break the tension, she said, “It’s a good place to live. I’ve been here for four years. In fact, I’m right underneath you.” She glanced up at him and saw his right eyebrow arch and his head cock to the side. The chuckle snorted from behind reminded her that the tease still lurked.

Darn—her mouth was getting in the way of her brain again. Would she never learn? “I mean that I’m in 806, directly beneath 906, one floor down.” To cover up the fact that she’d been staring at him like an eager, tail-wagging puppy, she fixed her purse strap and moved forward.

“That’s nice.” He had a distinctive half-grin hovering over his mouth that reminded her instantly of the famous, cocky Elvis smile that had fascinated female hearts all over the world.

“Graeme, are you coming with this load?”

Her antagonist ambled toward the lift and shook his head. “I think it’s a bit over-crowded already, bro. Best you just send it back down for me.” He winked at Remi, and her heart sank to the floor. The beast knew she’d been spying and thought it gave him some power over her. Well, she’d let him know she wasn’t someone to trifle with. Pushing her heavy curls back over her shoulder, she sent him a haughty grimace. Sure enough, just when she wanted to create an uncaring attitude, her watch caught in the strands of her hair. The last thing she saw as the elevator doors closed was the silly fool’s grin.

Because of all the cartons and boxes jammed in, she’d had to squeeze into the idol’s personal space. Now, she had her arm trapped, snared by her hair. Even though Mr. Handsome had moved aside to let her proceed into the corner, she hadn’t gotten that far. Brushing against him was unavoidable. But stumbling? The man wouldn’t know that being in close proximity with any male could cause her feet to forget how to walk, or her mind to become too befuddled to remember.

“So you like this building?” he asked, making polite conversation.

“Yes. Very much.” She pretended to be smoothing her hair, rather than yanking away at it.

His gaze followed her hand and his grin widened. “Then I’ve made a good choice.”

Nodding, she answered. “Most of the people here are very nice.” She stared up at the flashing numbers on the control panel, praying they would pass by quickly. She’d never felt so uncomfortable in all her life. From the first day she’d moved into the building, this elevator had been the bane of her existence. Who would be so foolish as to install a lift with mirrored walls? Maybe a masochist! Every time she rode in the silly thing, she was forced to see her overlarge self—the one she disliked to such an extent that she’d habitually close her eyes—and cuss the building’s designer.

“Here, would you like me to help you get free?” He pointed at her problem and lifted his hands in a gesture of waiting.

Forcing her stare away from the ceiling, she sighed and gave up the attempt at pretending. “Would you mind? I seem to have hooked my hair on my watch.”

“Not at all.” Since they were in close proximity, he didn’t have to move, just lift his hands and untwist the curl from around the watch’s fancy silver bracelet.

Remi did everything she could not to faint. First she bit her lip, then clenched her free hand to stop it from reaching. Trying not to stare at his muscular throat and the coating of sweat that glistened, she closed her eyes. But his warm breath, enhanced by the hint of coffee, bewitched her senses. Everything stopped—the elevator, his hands and then her heartbeat.

“There. You’re loose.” He stepped back and grabbed a small suitcase just in time to jam it into the door to keep it open. “By the way, my name is Eadan Fleming. I’ve just moved to London from Edinburgh.” With his head angled to the side, he waited while she desperately tried to overcome her muddled senses.

“Welcome. I’m Remi Calder. I hope you’re happy here.”

“I’m sure I will be.” He stepped aside to give her room to exit and then waited.

Would she look very foolish backing out? Stupid, silly tights. She did so anyway, wanting to escape the awkwardness as quickly as she could. Besides, using this method of fleeing, her backside, being overly large and not her best feature, wouldn’t be something he’d have to witness waddling away from him.

At the exact moment she decided to bolt, the golf clubs leaning against the elevator wall decided to fall over. Without his quickness in reaching for her, she would have fallen too. As his arms encircled her full figure, she couldn’t help but breathe in his cologne. It smelled of the wind on top of a snowy mountain peak, fresh and clean. The scent shot straight to her already heightened senses and left her reeling.

“Are you alright?” He sounded as if he really cared.

No! I want to disappear – now. “I’m so clumsy, I’m sorry. I hope your clubs are okay, and that I didn’t break them.”

Now why would she say something so silly? Why in the world did her brain always go on a retreat at the moment when she needed it most?

“Can I help you to your place? You’re shaking.”

“I’m fine. Really. Welcome to the building. And if you need any sugar, you know where to find me.” Oh, no! Remi groaned her dismay. By now she didn’t care what part of her anatomy he saw; she just had to make good her escape.

She bolted for her place, and while searching for her keys, she dropped her handbag. Finally she had the door opened and turned to wave him on his way. Off-balance and in too much if a hurry, she accidently stumbled over the purse. He watched her until she was on her knees inside her entrance and she knew that all he saw were her arms reaching into the hallway to snatch her fallen articles.

Remi, you fool. If you need any sugar? For heaven’s sake, what were you thinking? No wonder the daft man was grinning like a teenager after his first beer. 





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The Apollo Academy by Kimberly P. Chase (NA, Sci-Fi)

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Becoming the first female pilot to train as an astronaut in the exclusive Apollo Academy is no mean feat, but for Aurora, a pampered heiress who wants to prove herself, things can get tricky. Add a hot instructor who makes it his life’s purpose to trip her every chance he gets, and a killer lurking in the shadows, and Aurora’s dream turns into a nightmare.

Science fiction by a writer with a degree in Aeronautical Science! Now, this is the real deal, friends. This new series by Kimberly P. Chase launched only yesterday, and the author offers a $50 Gift Card to a lucky winner of her giveaway. Here’s the link: Rafflecopter Giveaway. Read on for an exclusive excerpt.

Title: The Apollo Academy (The Apollo Academy #1)
Author: Kimberly P. Chase
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Take off with this dynamic, thrill-seeking, sexy New Adult Science Fiction series debut. Welcome to the exclusive Apollo Academy, where Aurora is about to discover that achieving her dream is only the first step towards her future.

As the heiress to Titon Technologies, eighteen-year-old Aurora Titon can have whatever she wants—clothes, expensive gadgets, anything money can buy. But all she really wants is to escape her pampered, paparazzi-infested life for the stars. Becoming the first female pilot to train as an astronaut for the exclusive Apollo Academy is exactly the chance for which she has been waiting.

Flying is everything she ever dreamed, her best friend also got into the Academy, and the paparazzi is banned from campus. Everything would be perfect, but for her unreciprocated crush on a fellow student, the sexy astronaut bent on making her life hell, and the fact that someone keeps trying to kill her.

The most important education doesn’t happen in the classroom…

Early Praise:
“I am obsessed with this book! Suspenseful, sexy, and just a great read!” – Cora Carmack, New York Times Bestselling author of LOSING IT.“Exquisite worldbuilding, thrilling suspense, and a sexy flight instructor! Chase’s exciting debut novel is one you don’t want to miss.” – K.A.Tucker, Author of Ten Tiny Breaths and One Tiny Lie
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Kimberly P. Chase holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Aeronautical Science from Embry Riddle Aeronautical University, which basically means she’s kind of a geek and loves flying airplanes. Naturally, her books tend to include aviation, hot flight instructors, aviator glasses, and—let’s not forget—kissing! When Kimberly’s not writing or reading, she’s hanging out with her husband, five-year-old son, and two dogs in Charleston, SC.

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Exclusive Excerpt from THE APOLLO ACADEMY:

Chapter 10. Aurora in flight training with Sky, her domineering (and not to mention hot) flight instructor.

Whoop, whoop. ‘Thrust warning, loss of main engine one.’ Whoop, whoop.

The shrill warning bell caused the hair on the back of Aurora’s neck to stand on end. She thrust the throttles on the remaining two engines full forward. She knew Sky stood behind her simulation panel, probably smiling as she struggled to recover from the engine failure he’d just caused with the flick of a switch.

He’d been overseeing everyone’s progress and of course decided now to come over, waiting until she was at an extremely critical altitude before creating this failure for her to handle.

Whoop, whoop. ‘Stall imminent.’ Whoop, whoop.

Aurora knew she was approaching the aircraft’s stall speed, but the loss of a single engine made it extremely difficult to control the overly large shuttle. Her yoke shook, another warning that a stall was close.

Aurora had to resist the urge to pull the nose of the aircraft up.

“Aurora, you’re going to stall if you don’t increase your airspeed,” he whispered right next to her ear. She jumped, accidentally pressing her foot down on the rudder pedal. She still felt his breath on her cheek. Sky’s constant hissing in her ear was more distracting than being yelled at.

“Shit!” She didn’t even have a chance to alter the course of events because she was at too low of an altitude to recover from the spin she’d just entered.

‘Terrain, terrain.’ Whoop, whoop. Pull up, pull up.’

She wasn’t going to make it. It was like her last simulation flight all over again.

The screen cracked and blacked out when the shuttle hit the ground, killing everyone on board. This was followed by flashing red lights and a loud siren that alerted her and everyone else around her of the failure.

She slammed her finger down on the automatic warning system. The red warning lights swarmed around her, making her cringe in on herself. She already knew she had messed up; she didn’t need the incessant light show. If Sky hadn’t scared her half to death, she wouldn’t have stomped down on the rudder so hard at such a low speed. Okay, so maybe scared wasn’t the right word, but his breath on her face definitely distracted her.

“Damn it, Sky!” she said taking her frustration out on the one who was really responsible for her crash.

Now sitting down beside her, his large frame towered over her. He whispered in her ear, “Tell me why you crashed.”

He was still too close. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you scared me half to death by hissing at me.” She touched her ear. “Who does that? It made me stomp down on the rudder.”

Sky grinned, showing off his dimples. “Are you saying you were distracted by my very presence?” He had the audacity to wiggle his eyebrows suggestively.

Heat ran to Aurora’s face, but instead of backing down like she normally would, she decided to wipe that grin off of his face. She’d had it with everyone treating her differently. It might not have been the best idea, but she flirtatiously leaned toward Sky anyway. His eyes widened in surprise.

Now that he was distracted, she discreetly pulled a piece of gum from her bag on the seat next to her. “Here, maybe next time your breath won’t cause so much trouble.”

His mouth opened in shock, and Aurora took the opportunity to place the gum into his mouth. The instant she did it, she felt horrible. What was wrong with her? That was the most immature thing she’d ever done.

Sky calmly shut his mouth and popped a bubble, but the grin on his face was definitely gone.

Oh stars, he was going to make her regret that . . .

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