Release Blitz for Shopping for a CEO’s Fiancée by Julia Kent

Book Blurb:

We skipped right over the whole fiancée thing and went straight from girlfriend to wife.

At least, I think that’s what happened. I woke up after my brother’s Vegas wedding reception with my luscious girlfriend in bed with me. We’re both wearing wedding rings.

So is her coworker, Josh.

And our Vegas chauffeur, Geordi.

Who the hell am I married to?

Unraveling this mystery will be as difficult as figuring out why Amanda and I are having panic attacks over the thought of being husband and wife.

Or, whoever we’re actually married to.

Oh, ^%$#.

It’s true that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, with one exception:

If she’s my wife, we’ll make it work.

If she’s not?

I’ll make it happen.

Get the 9th book in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series as Andrew and Amanda sort out their wild Vegas night...and the rest of their lives.

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EXCERPT #1:

“We’re not—you don’t really—we can’t be—”

“Married?”

She laughs, but it’s a brittle sound. “Come on. We didn’t actually have a wedding last night.”

“We didn’t? You’re sure?” I perk up. Great. She remembers last night. I squeeze my eyes and try to recall something—anything—that happened after Declan and Shannon said their goodbyes at the reception last night.

“I’m, well, I mean...” Twisting in my arms, she looks at me with those big, wide, trusting eyes, her left hand splayed against my bare chest, digging in where the robe has separated. “You don’t remember what happened?”

My voice drops with uncertainty.

Hers goes up.

“No.”

“Quit joking.”

“Not joking.”

“We both can’t remember any part of last night?”

“When does your memory end?” I ask.

Mascara is streaked along the corner of her eye, and any makeup she wore last night currently resides somewhere on my skin or on the bedsheets. I can only imagine what I look like.

Amanda, though, is gorgeous. In my arms and looking at me with a perplexed expression, biting her lower lip while she flips through the filing cabinets of memory in her mind, and—

“I don’t know.”

I sit up. “You’re the fixer.”

“I know! But I remember saying goodnight to Shannon, hugging Declan, and then—poof! Nothing.”

Poof.

“That’s when my memory ends, too,” I say, my skin beginning to crawl. “I know one thing: we did not have a foursome.”

“And I soooooo did not sleep with Josh. He’s gay. The man can’t handle watching a birth video. A real-life vagina would send him into cardiac arrest.”

“I know my heart pounds whenever I see yours,” I whisper. She gives me a reluctant smile, in spite of her hangover.

“That was baaaaaad,” she groans.

“All signs point to the sex question being put to rest. Worst case, all we did was sleep with each other,” I note.

“Worst case? Buddy, sleeping with me is best case. Best case. Always best.”

That was an unfortunate choice of words on my part. Before I can do damage control, she speaks.

“What if we are?” she hisses.

“Are what?”

Her eyes dart to mine.

“Married.”

About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge, and new adult books that push contemporary boundaries. From billionaires to BBWs to rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every book she writes, but unlike Trevor from Random Acts of Crazy, she has never kissed a chicken. She loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com

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Don't Miss These Vampire Young Adult Novellas at Kindle Worlds

With Bonnie and Damon stuck on the other side, Caroline Forbes turns to the one person she can count on—Klaus Mikaelson. Not at all intimidated by an ‘original’ vampire, Caroline realizes the risks when she reaches out to Klaus but her heart is on the line right from the start. 

Prepared to call in favors from old Mikaelson friends, Klaus and Caroline are soon on their way to Pennsylvania in search of an infamous witch. Their trip swerves toward danger when Gage, Klaus’s half-brother, discovers Klaus has begun an initiative to contact the other side. 

Surprised to learn his estranged sibling is now an inconvenient obstacle, Klaus realizes Gage has the potential to become a real problem. Accompanied by a group of crossbreeds, Gage issues a dangerous ultimatum—Caroline or a favor. 

With Caroline’s life in danger, Klaus has no other choice but to call Elijah for help but when his brother shows up with Elena and Enzo, too, the road trip is bound to end in disaster. To make matters worse, it’s hard to outrun a stealthy creature with nothing to lose and everything to gain. More importantly, Gage knows just how far to push Klaus to ensure his brother meets every last one of his demands. 


Beta Reader Favorites from Unquenchable, a Vampire Diaries Novella at Kindle Worlds 

1. Klaus to Caroline: “We both know I’m not after the girl, Caroline. I want the woman.” 

2. Klaus: “If I’m in your head, it’s because you want me there, Caroline.” 

3. Klaus to Caroline: “How nice of you to call. Let me guess, you broke a fingernail and it’s somehow my fault?” 

4. Klaus about Tyler: “So tell me, love, what did the young Benedict Arnold do this time?” 

5. Klaus to Rebekah: “Sister, when you fancy someone, how do you want them to pursue you?” 

6. Rebekah to Klaus: “You’ve never been one to follow a cold trail.” 

7. Klaus to Caroline: “You weren’t exactly in an apologetic mood the last time I saw you.” 

8. Caroline to Klaus “I’m with the big bad wolf and his growl is as dangerous as his bite.” 

9. “Surely the suggestion wasn’t terrible enough to warrant a theatrical slap to the mouth.” 

10. New enemy to Caroline: “It’s nothing personal, pretty vamp. It’s a family matter. And according to Klaus, you’re now his family.” 

11. Klaus to Caroline: “Please tell Enzo I have a dagger to dip in his blood.” 

12. Klaus: “We’re already back to the ‘she loves me, she loves me not’ stages of our relationship.” 

13. Klaus to Caroline: “I need you to promise me that no matter what—not in a fit of fury or an act of despair—you’ll never have anyone erase your memories of us.” 

14. Klaus: “I never wanted to save everyone, sweetheart. Only you.” 

15. Elena to Enzo: “Don’t make me regret this.” 
Enzo: “If you do? Go see Alaric. He’ll make you forget this trip ever happened.” 

16. Caroline: “This is our moment, Klaus.” 

17. Elijah to Enzo: “You would be doing yourself a great disservice if you ever challenged my brother.” 

18. Enzo in regards to Klaus and Elijah: “I wouldn’t dream of it, Elena. They’re quite entertaining when they break open that aging bottle of brotherly love.” 

19. Enzo about the panthers: “Something tells me they aren’t exactly shaking in their claws.” 

20: Enzo: “Blondie, for once Klaus and I can agree on something. Be a doll and go turn on the cartoons. Let the adults handle this.”

A crossbreed with an insatiable appetite for revenge, Gage is willing to do whatever necessary to drive his half-brother Klaus Mikaelson to his knees. By removing three important people from his brother’s life, Gage gains the leverage he needs to access the Other Side and hurt Klaus at the same time. 

Being a hybrid will not protect Klaus from heartache. Now that his crossbreed brother is holding Caroline and Elijah, Klaus will do whatever necessary to bring his family home. Throw in the fact that Enzo and Elena are pawns in Gage’s game and Klaus must rely on Rebekah and Kol. Time is of the essence once trickery is in play and Caroline believes Klaus has moved on without her. 

Klaus faces his greatest obstacle. The game is set to begin. The winners are yet to be determined but even in victory, there will be tremendous heartache that will eventually lead to great loss or tie Klaus and Caroline to an everlasting love and a commitment that will stand the tests of time.

Enjoy Mystical Christmas Anytime of Year! 

Klaus and Stefan are tearing through the South collecting hybrids and leaving a trail of dead bodies behind them. Unable to reach Stefan any other way, Elena devises a holiday plan to lure Stefan back home where he belongs. 

Damon thinks Elena is wasting her time and fears the worst. He and Stefan no longer celebrate Christmas, but if Klaus approves Elena’s request, Damon will support her by giving her what she wants—a traditional Christmas. 

What Elena wants and what she gets are two different vampires altogether. Elena approaches Klaus and asks for Stefan’s release, even if it’s only for one Christmas weekend. Klaus agrees, but his terms and conditions are nonnegotiable. 

Soon, Elena is holed up in a snow-covered chalet with the Salvatore brothers and Klaus, an original vampire with an unusual agenda. And he’s gone to great lengths to find out who Elena really loves. 

Release Blitz: The Miss Fortune Series: Christmas in the Bayou (Kindle Worlds Novella)

A Cozy Mystery Written for 

Jana DeLeon's Miss Fortune Series at Kindle Worlds

About Christmas in the Bayou 

Mayor Celia Arceneaux orchestrates a special holiday surprise. She wants to celebrate Christmas by giving back to Sinful’s most unappreciated citizens—the town’s elementary school teachers. 

Handing down an AOO, also known as the Arceneaux Official Order, Celia calls upon friends and foes to carry out her plans. Gertie and Ida Belle are willing to help, but Fortune doesn’t share their enthusiasm. Taking a temporary post at the school library, the former CIA assassin braces for Christmas and everything the season holds. 

From trimming trees to snow on the ground, Sinful residents will celebrate a Christmas to remember. That is, until small town Louisiana makes national headlines thanks to a school shooting that isn’t what it seems. 

Preview 

It was as quiet as it might have been in a confessional booth. Not that I’d been in a confessional booth. Since my arrival in Sinful, I’d become a devoted Baptist, which was a better choice for someone like me.

Given my career, I was afraid that the Catholics wouldn’t want me, mainly because of the confession aspect. If I started listing out my sins, the whole charade would take several days. My acknowledgement of sin would turn into a full declaration of guilt which would inevitably supersede denial before it would lead to a request for forgiveness.

The whole process would take days, weeks even. A regular rotation of priests would be required and that same question would hang in the balance: “Is she still here?” Followed by, “How many sins can one woman commit?”

An assassin carried around quite a few.

I’d actually had nightmares about confessing my sins so I was relieved to discover that Gertie and Ida Belle attended the Baptist Church. Not only did we stand out as the current pudding wars champions, but I never worried about finding an “Out of Order” or “Out to Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner” sign on a confessional booth. Baptists didn’t have sinners’ stalls and if they did, they hadn’t mentioned it to me.

 “Who are you? Where’s Mrs. Weems?” The questions jolted me to the present. “Only real teachers are supposed to take off today. She doesn’t look like a librarian. That’s because she isn’t a real librarian.” All heads turned. “Where are you from? Will you be here all week? Who are you again?”

“Great,” I grumbled, facing Carter and ignoring the mix of ricocheting questions. “Why don’t you take the first part of class?”

“You’ll be fine,” Carter mouthed.

I bit back a groan, but quickly decided that the good deputy had just provided an out and didn’t know it. I’d gladly turn over the class and leave the last forty-five minutes for Carter. This particular bunch looked like an interesting crowd. They would appreciate a deputy’s monologue.  

“I’m Fortune….I mean…Miss Morrow.”

One rambunctious little boy with red hair and freckles stood up and wiggled around as he asked, “Can we call you by your first name?” He kept his eyes downcast, one hand on the table, and rotated left to right. “Where are you from, Fortune?”  

“It’s not Fortune. It’s Miss Morrow.” For some reason, I glanced at Carter right at that very moment. He shot me a crooked smile. He didn’t think I could handle this young crowd. An unspoken challenge was on the table.

“You’re on.” I mouthed the words, knowing that Carter would understand. Pacing in front of the students, I began again. “My name is Miss Morrow. You can call me…” I spun around for theatrics. “Miss Morrow.”

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