RELEASE BLITZ – COMBUST by K. BROMBERG

Combust, an all new sexy and emotional standalone by K. Bromberg is Available NOW!

 

From New York Times Bestselling author, K. Bromberg, comes the second standalone book in the Everyday Heroes series. Just how hot will firefighter Grady Malone turn up the heat?

Songwriter Dylan McCoy has been burned.

By her boyfriend she found in her bed . . . with someone else.

By the contract she signed that obligates her to work with him until the songs for his new album are complete.

By her agent when she asked Dylan to keep their breakup on the down-low.

When she finds herself in Sunnyville, she refuses to let her new roommate burn her too. Still . . . a rebound has never looked so good.

That’s her first thought when she sees firefighter Grady Malone.
Sexy. Charismatic. Unapologetic. He’s a man who carries his own scars—the ones on his back, the survivor’s guilt on his soul, and the fear in his heart.

When an unexpected visitor puts their roommate status to the test, will their undeniable attraction burn out, or will they both take a chance and play with fire?

 

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Reviewed by Anna Green on behalf of KFF

This is a stand-alone contemporary romance and the second book to the Everyday Heroes series featuring the second Malone brother. The first book in the series was about Grant, a police officer. Well, this book didn’t disappoint me at all. How can one resist Grady Malone, the hot and brooding fire-fighter with his pet pig Petunia? Still recovering from the horrific fire that killed his best friend Drew, Grady barely survived, now scarred for life and his nights are filled with nightmares. This hero is still wrapped up in guilt when he couldn’t save his friend.

Dylan, a talented songwriter who found her rock star boyfriend, Jett Kroger with another woman on her own bed felt betrayed, ran away to lick her wounds and ended up as Grady’s roommate. What I like about Dylan is that she is just like us mere mortals, with weight issues. She is not your typical gorgeous and drop dead love interest, she has “mermaid” thighs and a little bit chubby. But she is also resilient and strong.

This well written romance shows two people who think they are flawed, two beautiful individuals who are slightly broken from their past but they heal each other’s pain. Is it enough though for them to continue their journey towards each other? Grady’s character is a strong individual but also afraid to risk his happiness. He is a man of substance but is so emotionally scarred and needs to get over his guilt.

“We all have scars. Some are visible. Some aren’t. In the end, they represent the fact that you’re stronger now than whatever tried to hurt you.” 

Grady and Dylan started as roommates and from there their friendship turned to love but their psychological scars are the biggest stumbling blocks to their future together. I love this author’s style of writing, very well paced, her characters are fantastic and so are the friends and family around them.

“Because love is rarely pretty. It’s messy. It’s complicated. It’s often ugly, but that’s how you know when it’s right. Pretty doesn’t last. It’s the things you have to work at that make the reward that much sweeter.” 

This romantic tale is definitely worth a lazy afternoon read, emotional, heartbreaking and heart-warming. I can’t wait to read Grayson’s story next! I highly recommend this book.

 

EXCERPT

Preoccupied with a text on my phone from my agent, I walk into the kitchen and suck in a breath when I come face to back with Grady. He’s standing with his hand on the refrigerator door, head leaned inside, and his back fully exposed to me. It’s broad and strong and scarred immeasurably.

I stare.

I can’t help it. The marks are a dizzying array of dark and light and ridged and smooth. And they’re undeniably burns. Goosebumps chase over my skin as I imagine the pain he must have endured when he got those. I think of his habit of wearing unbuttoned shirts but never going shirtless and the hint of scars just visible above his collar that I never could have imagined led to this roadmap to hell on his back.

A part of me instinctively wants to reach out to touch them, bring some kind of comfort. It sounds ridiculous, even to me, but that doesn’t abate the urge.

“Not pretty, huh? Get a good look while you can.” His voice is gruff as his spine stiffens and body stills, emotion woven through the words.

“Thank God not all of you is pretty. I was beginning to feel majorly insecure having to live with perfection like you,” I say off the cuff, trying to make this situation less awkward. My attempt to settle the sudden tension sparking in the air around us.

“Perfection?” he asks as he turns to face me with a smile that masks the emotion swirling in his eyes.

“Yeah. You have scars. I have mermaid thighs.”

“Mermaid thighs?” He laughs. “What in the world are you talking about?”

“Thighs that touch from the top all the way to my knees.” I shrug as if it doesn’t bug me, as if I’m not highlighting one of the insults Tara threw at me. It’s a whole lot easier to make fun of myself so long as it puts him at ease.

“Do you ever give yourself a break?”

Do you?” I ask the question, sparking a silent battle of wills as we stare at each other and wonder what to say next about the other’s insecurities. Coming up empty, I shift gears. “I think there is some type of rule about how many abs are fair for a guy to have when the rest of us are just struggling to find one of them.”

His smile rings more genuine as he steps toward me, and I step back, my hips leaning against the counter now.

“Is that so?” His voice lowers as his eyes flick to my lips and then back up. “I’m sure you have some under your shirt there.”

Why does the simple action make it seem so hard to swallow?

He takes another step.

“What are you building outside?”

“A playroom.”

A nervous chuckle falls from my lips as I think of all of the versions of playrooms I’ve read about in my romance books. My cheeks stain red as I imagine Grady with a flogger in one hand standing beside a St. Andrew’s Cross.

“A playroom?”

“Yeah.” He takes a step closer so we’re breathing the same air, his voice husky enough to cause every part of my body to grow alert. “A playroom. You know . . . a pool table. Foosball. A real man cave.”

I exhale a shaky sigh, suddenly more than aware that he’s so close, shirtless, sweaty, and smelling like sun and soap mixed together. But it’s his eyes that make my thoughts falter. There’s an intensity to them I don’t expect from the perpetually cheerful Grady Malone.

“Ah, that kind of playroom . . .” But my words trail off as he steps even closer and braces his hands on the counter on either side of me. I can hear his intake of breath. The music floating in from outside. The pound of my pulse in my ears.

“Hey, Dyl?”

“Yes?” Our eyes hold, my lips fall lax.

“I need you to open up.”

What?” I question as his hand brushes against my hip and his fingers pull on the drawer handle I’m standing in front of.

“I need the bottle opener. You’re standing in front of the drawer it’s in.” His lips spread into a full-fledged grin as I scramble away from the counter and, of course, run smack dab into the hardness, all six foot plus of him.

And then I rebound off him again in a flustered state that has him laughing and me stuttering. “Sorry. I wasn’t—I didn’t . . .” His arms hold on to my biceps to steady me, which prompts me to look up and meet his eyes.

“We need to stop meeting like this,” he murmurs, the heat of his breath hitting my lips.

“We do.” Brilliant, Dylan. Freaking brilliant response. “I’ve gotta . . . I’ve gotta get back to . . . to writing.”

About K. Bromberg

HeadShot ColorNew York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.

Since publishing her first book in 2013, K. has sold over one million copies of her books and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times.

In April, she’ll release The Player, the first in a two-book sports romance series (The Catch, book 2, will be released late June), with many more already outlined and ready to be written.

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BLOG TOUR ~ UNDEFEATED by STUART REARDON & JANE HARVEY-BERRICK

 

 

UNDEFEATED
Stuart Reardon & Jane Harvey-Berrick’s all-new contemporary romance is now available!

 

 

 

 

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A powerful contemporary romance set in the fast-moving world of international rugby.

When your world crashes down
When they all say you’re out
When your body is broken
I will rise.
I will return.
And I will be undefeated.Nick Renshaw is the golden boy of British rugby. When a serious injury threatens his career, he starts to spiral downwards, a broken man.
Feeling abandoned and betrayed by those closest to him, he fights to restart his life. Maybe there’s someone out there who can help him. Maybe he can find his way back toward the light. Maybe … not.
Dr. Anna Scott might be the one person who can help Nick, but she has her own secrets. And when Nick’s past comes back to haunt them both, the enigmatic doctor is more vulnerable than she seems.
Broken and betrayed, the struggle to survive seems intolerable. Who will give in, and who will rise, undefeated?

 

 

Reviewed by Anna Green on behalf of KFF

I was quite impressed by this contemporary sports romance written by two authors, their first collaboration. I have read a fair enough share of sports romance but this is a cut above the rest mainly because even though written in third person which isn’t my favourite style, it is narrated in a way that gives the reader a lot of information about rugby but not to the point where it puts me to sleep or make my eyes glaze over.

Dr. Anna Scott, an American sports psychologist just moved to the UK to escape a scandal and make a fresh start. Her previous relationship was a disaster. She just opened her new business and can’t afford to make a failure of herself. A driven and strong independent woman who needs to validate herself to her parents, she’s carrying a lot of baggage and getting involved with one of her patients doesn’t seem like the best way to do it. Is she willing to sacrifice love over career?

Nick Renshaw, who has rugby running through his veins ever since he was a young boy, is the star of the rugby league and on the verge of realizing his dream when recruited to one of the top premier leagues in rugby. But when things seem too perfect, everything falls apart including his relationship with his fiancée. Scandal on top of another scandal plagued his career and personal life. Will he be able to rise above this trials and tribulations?

This is a well written tale of two people who underwent a lot of highs and lows, success and failure, sadness and joy, both with each other and when they were involved with other people. I feel for Anna and Nick’s pain when their secret relationship imploded. When you think everything is finally smooth sailing, another test to their relationship comes along. However, these two are resilient and strong, they are a formidable pair.

“When your world crashes down… When they all say you’re out…When your mind is broken… I will rise…I will return… And I will be undefeated.”

I love the authors’ style of writing. It is fast paced and it gripped me right from the first page I just couldn’t put it down.  I felt like I was there in the stadium during the World Cup final. I felt the passion, the adrenaline, the anxiety and the euphoria it was almost like watching a movie in my mind. It is this style of writing: the technical details of the sport, that special feeling of sharing the experience that sets this book apart from the rest of the stories I’ve read of the same genre. I have never been a big sports fan, although when push comes to shove I’d rather watch a rugby match than a football match. I am totally gob-smacked that not once did I skim through some pages of this book, I savoured all the words and thoroughly enjoyed all pages of this story! 

 

 

It’s been noticed,” she began carefully, “that you’re not engaging with the team or … or with me during my teaching sessions.”

His lips pressed together and his scowl deepened.

“Look, I know this is all kinds of awkward,” she sighed, “but your behaviour is already giving Sim concerns. It’s making him wonder about your commitment to the team.”

Nick exploded, his anger filling the space as he leapt to his feet and began to pace up and down, hands scrubbing over his face roughly.

“He’s questioning my commitment?! I train harder than anyone! I train on my off-days,” he spat furiously, his voice tight with emotion.

“Nick…”

“I’m out there, slogging my fucking guts out harder and longer than anyone else during practices!”

“Nick…”

“I’ve fought to come back from injury. I’m fit! I’m ready! I…”

“NICK!” Anna slapped her hand down on the massage table. “Will you listen to me!”

His jaw snapped shut and his stormy eyes narrowed on hers.

“Sim didn’t see that commitment during my sessions.”

“And we both know why that is,” he sneered. “You don’t want any commitment from me.”

Anna’s eyebrows shot up and Nick looked as though he was already regretting his words. He took a deep breath and looked away while Anna chose her next words carefully.

“You assured me that you could be professional and…”

“Yeah, well excuse me if seeing you again is fucking with my head! Not everyone can be as cold and calculating as you!”

She knew she deserved his anger, but her own frustration was rising to meet his. The volcanic pressure inside started to build, searching for an exit, searching for weakness.

“I cannot have any sort of relationship with a client!” she hissed, her body rigid. “You know that!”

“Didn’t stop you before,” he taunted.

“You weren’t a client then,” she choked. “But you’re right—I should have stopped. Oh boy, am I regretting it now!”

And she tossed her clipboard onto the table, pointing a finger in his face.

“Are you trying to ruin this for me? Is that what this is? Your ego can’t bear it, so you’re going to make sure I lose this contract? Or maybe ruining my reputation forever will settle the score. You tell me, Nick! What do you want from me?”

She was breathing rapidly, and two points of colour marked her cheeks in an otherwise chalky complexion.

He spun around, prowling toward her, his jaw clenched, his hands balled into fists.

“What do I want? I want to fuck you so hard you’ll never forget it’s my cock that’s been inside you. I want you screaming my name. I want you to say it wasn’t a mistake. I want to make you come so hard you pass out. That’s what I want, Anna, and it’s fucking killing me to not even touch you!”

 

 

 

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Stuart Reardon

 

Stuart is a retired England International Rugby League player who’s career spanned 16 years as a professional playing for several top League clubs.  He has had several major injuries that nearly ended his career just as in Undefeated, the amazing collaboration with Jane.
Currently he is a Personal trainer living in Cheshire, and has an online fitness program: Fear Nothing Fitness.

 

 

Jane Harvey-Berrick

 

I enjoy watching surfers at my local beach, and weaving stories of romance in the modern world, with all its trials and tribulations.
It’s been the best fun working with Stu on this story. And yes, he did think about joining the Marines once.
 

 

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