Friday, June 10, 2016

Audiobook Announcement

Happy Friday, everyone! I know you've probably all been wondering where the heck I've been, but I had some life to deal with, and it's been pretty rough on my time. Funny, but no one ever expects life to walk out of the shadows and slap the ever-loving crap out of you.

I bow to the Fates. You've put me in check, ladies!

Anywho, speaking of Fates...

I have some super exciting news!

Cherry Hill Publishing (links to their Facebook page) - Publishers who produce great audiobooks - has picked up the rights to two books I'm involved in. I can't even begin to tell you how amazing this is, but I sure can show you!

Up first, 7: The Seven Deadly Sins



There's no audio sample for that one yet, but it should be hitting us any day now.

Second, Emancipation (Pen Pals and Serial Killers - Story One)



Click HERE to listen to chapter one on the Cherry Hill website (you just click the audio cover on the page). 18+ ONLY.

SQUEEEEEEEE!!

How freaking exciting is that?

So, yeah, bookmark the site, give Cherry Hill Publishing's Facebook page a like, and get ready to get crazy with some audio!

Well, that's all for today, folks! Until next time, WRITE ON!

Jo

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Win Dinner with Authors Alessandra Torre, Alex Flinn, and Geneva Lee!

Happy Tuesday, everyone! I can't EVEN with this post! Oh my goodness! Can you even believe your luck?

Let me tell you, the dinner you'll get if you win this giveaway is delicious. I got to have dinner with Lauren Miller, Kim Holden, and Denise Grover Swank last year. There are no words to describe how amazing that was. But I DO happen to have pictures (well, of everything but the salad--it was also delicious, and I may have eaten it before I thought to take a photo--sorry)!

Feast your eyes on THESE!


 YUM!!!

However, hearing these amazing women speak was something I'll never forget, and I'm looking forward to sitting in while Alessandra and Alex give their keynotes this year! I've never been disappointed with a Utopia keynote speaker. They all rocked the house.

If you'd like to go beyond dinner and really get to know Alessandra Torre, Alex Flinn, and Geneva Lee, you'll need to be at the conference.

Get tickets HERE. It's not too late!

Anyway! I bet you're dying to get your chance, right? First, I have to give you the one and only rule for winning:

You MUST be in Nashville, TN on June 23, 2016 at around 5PM. Easy peasy!


Ready? Click here to enter!

Good luck to you all! Winners, I'll see you there. *grin*

Well, that's all for today, folks! Until next time, WRITE ON!

Jo

Friday, June 3, 2016

Release Day - Donuts in an Empty Field

Happy National Donut Day!

Weren't expecting that, were you? *grins*

I bet you're all super excited to see what I have in store for you today, huh? Isn't that an interesting title? Rachel provided some cool stuff for me to use, so there's a lot of fun happening in this post! Don't forget to check out the end and answer the quick question! Let's get to it.

**✿❀NEW RELEASE!❀✿**
Donuts in an Empty Field
by Rachel Barnard
Young Adult Contemporary
Get it now on Amazon Kindle for $0.00


Blurb:
Letting go of anger is life's greatest challenge.

Vanessa Smith hasn't been the same since her father's death. A hero until the end, he died saving a restaurant owner's wife and son from a burning building. Nessa has always blamed the boy, Ben, for her loss, and her thoughts are consumed with ways to make him as miserable as she is.

Nichole Adams knows Nessa can never heal until she learns to let go of her hatred, but bringing back her best friend is proving more difficult than she could've imagined. In a last ditch effort to break Nessa's obsession, Nichole hopes signing up for the local food challenge is just the thing to bust her out of her shell.

A single choice defines the road ahead for Nessa. Doing the right thing isn't easy, but living with the consequences of doing nothing might be worse.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*FOUR QUICK AUTHOR QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
  • Favorite activity (other than writing): Dancing
  • Pet peeves: People who don't use their turn signal when switching lanes, drying off in a humid bathroom, and not being able to reach the fan cord
  • If you could have picked your own name, what would it be: Vanessa
  • Can you fake any accents: Yes, to some degree a British, Indian, Southern, and New York accent
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*10 RANDOM FACTS*:・゚✧*:・゚✧

  1. I have driven an Excavator (heavy duty construction equipment).
  2. I used to have a cat named Teddy.
  3. My resume is in book form.
  4. I've done a comedy routine (which you can find on youtube if you look hard enough).
  5. I adore costumes.
  6. I know the entire Thriller dance.
  7. I've donated at least my height in hair.
  8. I have a geocache in Sarasota that has more finds than I've personally found as a geocacher.
  9. I love hot tubbing at night.
  10. When I read out loud I read in voices.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*AUTHOR BIO*:・゚✧*:・゚✧



✧・゚: *✧・゚:*STALK LINKS*:・゚✧*:・゚✧


Now, for the question of the day! What's your favorite kind of donut? Tell me in the comments!
Mine is Raspberry filled! YUM!

Well, that's all for today folks! Until next time, WRITE ON!

Jo

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Release Blitz - Farewell Apathy





Release Blitz
Farewell Apathy
by Jenn Hype


Farewell Apathy
The world is a scary place, even when you know who you are, where you come from and most importantly, who your enemies are.
So imagine how I felt when I woke up inside of Mayford Mental Institution, strapped to a bed in a dark, empty room with no recollection of how I got there. Try to picture having no family or friends to help you try to remember and adjust to a totally new life.
If only my problems stopped there. If only I didn’t have someone trying to torment me at every turn. If only my life didn’t become more and more complicated the more I started to remember.
It started out okay enough - my friend-turned-psychiatrist Mark found me a job and a place to live. My neighbor Keegan took me in under her wing and helped me adjust. Wyatt, a dark, brooding and dangerously sexy new tenant moved in a week after me, taking on the task of reminding me what blinding lust feels like.
What goes up, must come down, and as soon as life starts to feel like something I can handle, the gravity of my messed up life yanks me right back down on my ass. Kind of crazy how quickly you can go from being completely apathetic about your unknown future, to fearing that your future might not even exist at all….



Author Bio
What's up world - I'm Jenn Hype.
Author, mother, wife, singer/songwriter, aspiring comedian - I wear many hats. Some of them fit, some of them look ridiculous, and all of them are fun. Life's too short to take anything too seriously, so I don't.
Sarcasm is my go-to, especially when it's most inappropriate. Need someone to make an uncomfortable situation even more awkward? I'm the girl for the job.
I'm ridiculously A.D.D. and I own it. I have a serious addiction to ecards and the majority of my Pinterest account is dedicated to them. The key to my heart is glitter and caffeine - my needs are basic.
I'm a bookaholic and I crush hard on my book boyfriends and their authors. Some might call me obsessive, but I disagree. That word really doesn't do justice to how crazy I get when it comes to something I'm passionate about. I'm not afraid to go fangirl on you, so don't test me.
Anything else you want to know, feel free to ask. I'm an open book, and I love to hear from readers.

Stalk Links

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Blog Tour - Impossible Girl (Sexy Nerd Boys Novella)

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Blog Tour

Impossible Girl

by

K.M. Neuhold

Cover
Blurb
The only thing more difficult than catching her, is keeping her.
Dex
I’ve spent the last four years in self-imposed celibacy. It was going fine until I met her. Remy Harris, the wild eyed vixen no man can pin down. She’s more than willing to have a good time, but I’m looking for so much more than that.
Remy
Love ‘em and leave ‘em. It’s safer that way. In my experience all men are looking for is a good time anyway. It’s better to give them what they want and walk away before they can do the same to you. When I needed a calculus tutor I never expected to find one who’s so...sexy. Since when are nerds so hot?
**While every book in this series can be read as a stand alone, you will likely get more enjoyment from Impossible Girl if you've read Worth the Wait and Naughty Angel first
**mature content
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Excerpt 1

Chapter 1
Remy
“Ugh, fuck me,” I groan to myself. I press my palms to my eyelids, silently willing the hangover to recede.
“Been there, done that,” the naked man lying beside me says with a smirk. I try to recall his name. Mark, Mike, Matt? Who the fuck cares anyway? He was exceptionally awkward and unskilled in bed. I’m definitely not interested in a repeat. I peel myself away from him and snatch my clothes up off of the floor.
“Why are you in such a rush sweet cheeks? Come back to bed, we can have another go before I have to get to class.” He waggles his eyebrows at me suggestively while I swallow back the bile rising in my throat.
“I’m all set, thanks,” I mutter as I pull my clothes on quickly and scurry out of his bedroom. I’m met with several pairs of eyes as I descend the stair of the frat house. Oh the walk of shame; although, it’s not so bad if you’re not actually ashamed.
“Morning boys.” I shoot a flirty smile at each of the three guys.
“Oh Rem, not Mitch, I’m heartbroken,” one of them jokes. Mitch, that was his name.
“Sorry, Jake, you’ll just have to try your luck with me at the next party.” I wink at him before sauntering out of the house.
Slut, whore, skank, easy. You name it I’ve heard it. My favorite is when girls whisper it behind my back as though I can’t hear, or I don’t know that having casual sex with random guys makes me worthy of gossip. But, why the hell are guys allowed to have random sex but girls are ‘dirty’ if they do?
I honestly don’t care. I learned one thing at a young age: if you want guys to notice you, then appeal to their hormones. Granted, this has gotten me attention from plenty of guys who turned out not to be worth my time. But, I have a solution for that, too; don’t get emotionally involved. It’s a bullshit double standard to begin with. I’m breaking through that glass ceiling, one random hook up at a time.
When you get down to it we’re animals with needs and there’s nothing wrong or unnatural with fulfilling your primal desires. If anything, there’s something unnatural with monogamy. It doesn’t work, at least not that I’ve ever seen.
Take my mom for example: she thought she fell in love when she was seventeen. Next thing she knows, she’s knocked up and alone because the dude took off before she could even say ‘call me’. That’s dear old dad. I’ve never actually met the guy. But, I did meet husbands one through four, all of whom lasted no longer than 18 months. So, when girls get all misty-eyed over guys who they just ‘love so much’...I think I’ll pass.
I shield my eyes and look up at the enormous brick building looming before me, taunting me. ‘you’re a moron’ the uppity building sneers. I roll my eyes. I need to get my shit together. Holding my head up high, I force myself forward. I avert my gaze from the words on the side of the building, Tutoring Center. Stop judging me.
As I reach for the door handle I stop myself and consider turning around and going home. Maybe it won’t be the end of the world if I fail calculus. I mean, sure I won’t be able to complete my degree requirements. Who the hell decided to make calculus a requirement for a business degree anyway? But, surely that would be better than admitting I’m too stupid to pass the class without a tutor, wouldn’t it?
My phone buzzes in my pocket.
Nikki: Don’t chicken out, tons of people get tutoring. You’ve got this.
I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.
Remy: How did you know I was about to turn around and go home?
Nikki: twintuition ;)
I tuck my phone back in my pocket and clutch the door handle forcefully. I can’t disappoint Nikki, my twin sister and the only person in the world I actually care about.
I’ve often envied my sister for being a lesbian. Wait, that came out wrong. What I mean is, she seems to have found the girl of her dreams, and they’re going to go off and get married, and I’ll be all alone... I’m not bitter.
“How can I help you?” I’m greeted by the cheery middle aged woman behind the reception desk as soon as I step into the air conditioned building.
It’s September in Colorado and it’s still hot as balls outside. I’m wearing a tank top and barely there shorts, yet I’m covered in sweat from my short walk to campus.
“I need a calculus tutor,” I say with a blush. I gnaw at my bottom lip as she begins to type on her computer, presumably trying to find me a tutor. Or posting on Facebook about how stupid I am.
“You’re in luck, I have a tutor who’s actually available right now if you’d like,” she announces with a smile.
I nod once.
“Alright, just head to the second floor. You’ll want the second door on the left. Ask for Dexter.”
“Thank you.”
I find the stairs and head to the second floor. When I reach the second door on the left I pause outside the door and wrestle with myself again. Do I really need to do this? So I failed the first exam. Maybe if I just study harder for the second exam, tutoring won’t be necessary at all!
Right as I’m about to turn around and leave, the door swings open and a wall of muscle just about bowls me over.
“Whoa, where’s the fire?” I snap as strong hands reach out to steady me.
“Oh shit. Sorry darlin’.” The deep southern drawl kicks up my heart rate and I look up to see who this man is that nearly ran me over.
His blond hair is messy like he’s been running his hands through it. His eyes are chocolate brown and filled with remorse. His strong jaw like something out of a western, covered with stubble. He’s built like a brick wall. He’s like a real live cowboy. Yee-haw.
“Damn, you must be a long lost Hemsworth brother.”
I look up at him through my eyelashes and stick my chest out so my cleavage is on full display. Come on cowboy, you know you want this.
He chuckles at me and takes a step back running, a hand through his already tangled mane of hair.
“Were you looking for someone darlin’?”
Looking for someone? Absolutely. I’ve been looking for someone as dead sexy as him my entire life. Given the proper amount of time I could absolutely blow his mind. I lick my lips and take a step closer to him again.
“In the math tutoring department?” he clarifies.
Oh, damn. I forgot I actually came here for a reason other than to pick up a sexy cowboy to ride all day...and night... long.
“Oh, yes. I was looking for Dexter.”
“Actually, I prefer Dex.” he extends a hand and I take it awkwardly.
Great, like I’m going to be able to learn a damn thing from sexy cowboy man.
“Is this a bad time? Were you on your way out?” That would be perfect! Then I could leave and never, ever come back.
“Actually, I was just in desperate need of a caffeine fix.”
“I certainly understand the urgency of your exit then.”
He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair again. I have the desperate urge to run my own hands through that mane.
“I certainly wouldn’t object to some coffee.”
“Perfect, let’s go get some coffee and discuss your tutoring needs.” He places his hand on the small of my back to lead me out. A slow heat spreads through my body.



Excerpt 2

Chapter 1
Remy
“Ugh, fuck me,” I groan to myself. I press my palms to my eyelids, silently willing the hangover to recede.
“Been there, done that,” the naked man lying beside me says with a smirk. I try to recall his name. Mark, Mike, Matt? Who the fuck cares anyway? He was exceptionally awkward and unskilled in bed. I’m definitely not interested in a repeat. I peel myself away from him and snatch my clothes up off of the floor.
“Why are you in such a rush sweet cheeks? Come back to bed, we can have another go before I have to get to class.” He waggles his eyebrows at me suggestively while I swallow back the bile rising in my throat.
“I’m all set, thanks,” I mutter as I pull my clothes on quickly and scurry out of his bedroom. I’m met with several pairs of eyes as I descend the stair of the frat house. Oh the walk of shame; although, it’s not so bad if you’re not actually ashamed.
“Morning boys.” I shoot a flirty smile at each of the three guys.
“Oh Rem, not Mitch, I’m heartbroken,” one of them jokes. Mitch, that was his name.
“Sorry, Jake, you’ll just have to try your luck with me at the next party.” I wink at him before sauntering out of the house.
Slut, whore, skank, easy. You name it I’ve heard it. My favorite is when girls whisper it behind my back as though I can’t hear, or I don’t know that having casual sex with random guys makes me worthy of gossip. But, why the hell are guys allowed to have random sex but girls are ‘dirty’ if they do?
I honestly don’t care. I learned one thing at a young age: if you want guys to notice you, then appeal to their hormones. Granted, this has gotten me attention from plenty of guys who turned out not to be worth my time. But, I have a solution for that, too; don’t get emotionally involved. It’s a bullshit double standard to begin with. I’m breaking through that glass ceiling, one random hook up at a time.
When you get down to it we’re animals with needs and there’s nothing wrong or unnatural with fulfilling your primal desires. If anything, there’s something unnatural with monogamy. It doesn’t work, at least not that I’ve ever seen.
Take my mom for example: she thought she fell in love when she was seventeen. Next thing she knows, she’s knocked up and alone because the dude took off before she could even say ‘call me’. That’s dear old dad. I’ve never actually met the guy. But, I did meet husbands one through four, all of whom lasted no longer than 18 months. So, when girls get all misty-eyed over guys who they just ‘love so much’...I think I’ll pass.
~~~

I shield my eyes and look up at the enormous brick building looming before me, taunting me. ‘you’re a moron’ the uppity building sneers. I roll my eyes. I need to get my shit together. Holding my head up high, I force myself forward. I avert my gaze from the words on the side of the building, Tutoring Center. Stop judging me.
As I reach for the door handle I stop myself and consider turning around and going home. Maybe it won’t be the end of the world if I fail calculus. I mean, sure I won’t be able to complete my degree requirements. Who the hell decided to make calculus a requirement for a business degree anyway? But, surely that would be better than admitting I’m too stupid to pass the class without a tutor, wouldn’t it?
My phone buzzes in my pocket.
Nikki: Don’t chicken out, tons of people get tutoring. You’ve got this.
I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.
Remy: How did you know I was about to turn around and go home?
Nikki: twintuition ;)
I tuck my phone back in my pocket and clutch the door handle forcefully. I can’t disappoint Nikki, my twin sister and the only person in the world I actually care about.
I’ve often envied my sister for being a lesbian. Wait, that came out wrong. What I mean is, she seems to have found the girl of her dreams, and they’re going to go off and get married, and I’ll be all alone... I’m not bitter.
“How can I help you?” I’m greeted by the cheery middle aged woman behind the reception desk as soon as I step into the air conditioned building.
It’s September in Colorado and it’s still hot as balls outside. I’m wearing a tank top and barely there shorts, yet I’m covered in sweat from my short walk to campus.
“I need a calculus tutor,” I say with a blush. I gnaw at my bottom lip as she begins to type on her computer, presumably trying to find me a tutor. Or posting on Facebook about how stupid I am.
“You’re in luck, I have a tutor who’s actually available right now if you’d like,” she announces with a smile.
I nod once.
“Alright, just head to the second floor. You’ll want the second door on the left. Ask for Dexter.”
“Thank you.”
I find the stairs and head to the second floor. When I reach the second door on the left I pause outside the door and wrestle with myself again. Do I really need to do this? So I failed the first exam. Maybe if I just study harder for the second exam, tutoring won’t be necessary at all!
Right as I’m about to turn around and leave, the door swings open and a wall of muscle just about bowls me over.
“Whoa, where’s the fire?” I snap as strong hands reach out to steady me.
“Oh shit. Sorry darlin’.” The deep southern drawl kicks up my heart rate and I look up to see who this man is that nearly ran me over.
His blond hair is messy like he’s been running his hands through it. His eyes are chocolate brown and filled with remorse. His strong jaw like something out of a western, covered with stubble. He’s built like a brick wall. He’s like a real live cowboy. Yee-haw.
“Damn, you must be a long lost Hemsworth brother.”
I look up at him through my eyelashes and stick my chest out so my cleavage is on full display. Come on cowboy, you know you want this.
He chuckles at me and takes a step back running, a hand through his already tangled mane of hair.
“Were you looking for someone darlin’?”
Looking for someone? Absolutely. I’ve been looking for someone as dead sexy as him my entire life. Given the proper amount of time I could absolutely blow his mind. I lick my lips and take a step closer to him again.
“In the math tutoring department?” he clarifies.
Oh, damn. I forgot I actually came here for a reason other than to pick up a sexy cowboy to ride all day...and night... long.
“Oh, yes. I was looking for Dexter.”
“Actually, I prefer Dex.” he extends a hand and I take it awkwardly.
Great, like I’m going to be able to learn a damn thing from sexy cowboy man.
“Is this a bad time? Were you on your way out?” That would be perfect! Then I could leave and never, ever come back.
“Actually, I was just in desperate need of a caffeine fix.”
“I certainly understand the urgency of your exit then.”
He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair again. I have the desperate urge to run my own hands through that mane.
“I certainly wouldn’t object to some coffee.”
“Perfect, let’s go get some coffee and discuss your tutoring needs.” He places his hand on the small of my back to lead me out. A slow heat spreads through my body.



Other Books In the Sexy Nerd Boys Series


Worth The Wait (Sexy Nerd Boys, 1)
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She's got issues, he's got rules for his one night stands. Can they break through the b.s. and find love?


Naughty Angel (Sexy Nerd Boys, 2)
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What does a tattooed lothario do with a naive virgin? Teach her everything he knows, of course.
About The Author
K.M NEUHOLD
I'm a total romance junkie whether it's reading or writing, I just can't get enough. I also have a terrible habit of falling hopelessly in love with my own male main characters.
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