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Thursday, November 19, 2015

 Blog Tour Promo & Giveaway
Addiction
{Seven Deadly Sins #1}
by
Shantel Tessier
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 17, 2015
Cover Design: Sommer Stein with Perfect Pear Creative
Photographer: Dave Kelly Artistics
Cover Models: Lance Jones & Jami Watts

~ Synopsis ~
I’m a sinner with no regrets.
I’m a man with no shame.
I’m a lover with no soul.
What am I?

You’re a loner with no friends.
You’re a beggar with no place to go.
You’re a face with no name.
Who are you?

It doesn’t really matter what I am or who you are. Everyone has sin in common. But I pride myself on doing it better. Through the eyes of another, I am envied. If they only knew the wrath I have endured. Greed can be a motherfucker, but it is what makes us strive to be better. Lust can make you burn, but without it you would freeze to death. Some of us are a glutton for punishment and want to feel the pain that reminds us we’re still alive rather than overcome by sloth.
The lure of these seven deadly sins is like an addiction. And I intend to indulge in each of these unforgivable sins.


~ Excerpt ~
I cross my arms over my chest, getting more comfortable. “Come in,” I call out.
The door opens, and she comes walking in as if she owns the place. Shoulders pulled back and chin up. She is dressed much differently than she was last night, but it doesn’t change the fact she’s beautiful. She’s pulled her long, dark hair up into a messy ponytail with loose pieces framing her flawless face. She has an oversized white t-shirt on that hangs off one shoulder. The color of her bra strap gets my attention. Black—my favorite color. She’s wearing a pair of black yoga pants that hugs her thin legs. Even though they cover more of her legs than her shorts did from last night, they seem more sexual. More intimate in a way that makes me want to peel them off her slowly.
“I need to have a word with you …” I arch a brow at her hard tone even though it did sound cute “… sir,” she adds a little softer, and I hide my smile. So she doesn’t have as much backbone as she wants me to think she has.
“I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced,” I say as I stand. I reach out my right hand toward her. “My name is …”
She holds up her hand stopping me. “I know who you are.” She cocks a dark eyebrow. “A word?” She’s all business.
I smirk as I sit back down. “Of course. And please, call me Case.” I gesture to the chair that sits across my desk.
“I’ll stand. This won’t take long.” She takes in a deep breath, and I allow myself a quick look at her large chest hidden behind that t-shirt. I can’t touch her, but I sure as hell can enjoy the view.
“What can I do for you?” I ask with amusement. I can think of several things I could do for her, all of which would require her being naked and bent over my desk. I rub my hands on my thighs as I feel my cock start to harden at the thought of her, open-mouthed, moaning in pleasure.
“My brother told me that he owes you.” She gets right to the point.
My face hardens at that statement. My amusement is replaced with anger. What else did he tell her? “I don’t see where what business I have with your brother is any of yours,” I say flatly.
She crosses her arms over her chest and lets out a huff. The motion blows the dark strands around her face. “That is where you are wrong. I don’t know what he owes you, but I’m willing to pay it.”
I refrain from chuckling at that. I lean forward and place my forearms on my desk. She quickly scans the tattoos on my arms and then looks back at me. “Taylor…”
“Call me Miss Williams,” she informs me lifting her chin.
“Miss Williams, I assure you that you cannot pay what he owes me.”
I watch as her tough act starts to unravel. “I don’t have a lot of money, that’s true. But maybe I can make payments,” she offers, her voice sounding more desperate than demanding.
I shake my head. “This isn’t about money.”
She stomps her foot, and I chuckle. Her beautiful blue eyes narrow on me as she uncrosses her arms and points an angry finger at me. “Name your price!” she demands. “Everyone has a price.”
If she only knew how right she is, but I say, “There is no price.”
She throws her arms out to her side. “I came here …” She pauses as she looks around the room as if it can give her some sort of an answer. Then she mutters a curse in frustration. When she looks back up at me, she looks desperate. Her eyes have softened, making them look lighter than they are. Her lips part as she breathes in a sigh, and her shoulders slump in defeat. And I hate that I like the way it looks. That it makes me feel like she needs me. That I hold all the answers. Too bad she’s not gonna get them.

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Join the FB Release Day Party November 21st here

Early Praise for Addiction

“Pulled in from page one and I'm still addicted to this book even after finishing it. The twists and turns Shantel takes you on will have your head spinning and your heart pounding.” ~Judy Miracle

“If you’re looking for a new Addiction then this is the book for you!!  Shantel will have you Addicted by the first chapter.  I couldn’t put it down.”  ~Kelly Tucker

“Addiction is a great story with lots twists and turns that will be sure to keep you on your toes.” ~Rachael Duncan (Author)


~ About the Author ~
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book

She has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.

Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.

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Monday, November 2, 2015

Cover Reveal & Giveaway
Addiction

{Seven Deadly Sins #1}

by
Shantel Tessier

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 17, 2015
Cover Design: Sommer Stein with Perfect Pear Creative
Photographer: Dave Kelly Artistics
Cover Models: Lance Jones & Jami Watts

~ Synopsis ~
I’m a sinner with no regrets.
I’m a man with no shame.
I’m a lover with no soul.
What am I?

You’re a loner with no friends.
You’re a beggar with no place to go.
You’re a face with no name.
Who are you?

It doesn’t really matter what I am or who you are. Everyone has sin in common. But I pride myself on doing it better. Through the eyes of another, I am envied. If they only knew the wrath I have endured. Greed can be a motherfucker, but it is what makes us strive to be better. Lust can make you burn, but without it you would freeze to death. Some of us are a glutton for punishment and want to feel the pain that reminds us we’re still alive rather than overcome by sloth.
The lure of these seven deadly sins is like an addiction. And I intend to indulge in each of these unforgivable sins.


~ Excerpt ~
I cross my arms over my chest, getting more comfortable. “Come in,” I call out.
The door opens, and she comes walking in as if she owns the place. Shoulders pulled back and chin up. She is dressed much differently than she was last night, but it doesn’t change the fact she’s beautiful. She’s pulled her long, dark hair up into a messy ponytail with loose pieces framing her flawless face. She has an oversized white t-shirt on that hangs off one shoulder. The color of her bra strap gets my attention. Black—my favorite color. She’s wearing a pair of black yoga pants that hugs her thin legs. Even though they cover more of her legs than her shorts did from last night, they seem more sexual. More intimate in a way that makes me want to peel them off her slowly.
“I need to have a word with you …” I arch a brow at her hard tone even though it did sound cute “… sir,” she adds a little softer, and I hide my smile. So she doesn’t have as much backbone as she wants me to think she has.
“I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced,” I say as I stand. I reach out my right hand toward her. “My name is …”
She holds up her hand stopping me. “I know who you are.” She cocks a dark eyebrow. “A word?” She’s all business.
I smirk as I sit back down. “Of course. And please, call me Case.” I gesture to the chair that sits across my desk.
“I’ll stand. This won’t take long.” She takes in a deep breath, and I allow myself a quick look at her large chest hidden behind that t-shirt. I can’t touch her, but I sure as hell can enjoy the view.
“What can I do for you?” I ask with amusement. I can think of several things I could do for her, all of which would require her being naked and bent over my desk. I rub my hands on my thighs as I feel my cock start to harden at the thought of her, open-mouthed, moaning in pleasure.
“My brother told me that he owes you.” She gets right to the point.
My face hardens at that statement. My amusement is replaced with anger. What else did he tell her? “I don’t see where what business I have with your brother is any of yours,” I say flatly.
She crosses her arms over her chest and lets out a huff. The motion blows the dark strands around her face. “That is where you are wrong. I don’t know what he owes you, but I’m willing to pay it.”
I refrain from chuckling at that. I lean forward and place my forearms on my desk. She quickly scans the tattoos on my arms and then looks back at me. “Taylor…”
“Call me Miss Williams,” she informs me lifting her chin.
“Miss Williams, I assure you that you cannot pay what he owes me.”
I watch as her tough act starts to unravel. “I don’t have a lot of money, that’s true. But maybe I can make payments,” she offers, her voice sounding more desperate than demanding.
I shake my head. “This isn’t about money.”
She stomps her foot, and I chuckle. Her beautiful blue eyes narrow on me as she uncrosses her arms and points an angry finger at me. “Name your price!” she demands. “Everyone has a price.”
If she only knew how right she is, but I say, “There is no price.”
She throws her arms out to her side. “I came here …” She pauses as she looks around the room as if it can give her some sort of an answer. Then she mutters a curse in frustration. When she looks back up at me, she looks desperate. Her eyes have softened, making them look lighter than they are. Her lips part as she breathes in a sigh, and her shoulders slump in defeat. And I hate that I like the way it looks. That it makes me feel like she needs me. That I hold all the answers. Too bad she’s not gonna get them.

~Links to Pre-Order ~

Join the FB Release Day Party November 21st here


Early Praise for Addiction

“Pulled in from page one and I'm still addicted to this book even after finishing it. The twists and turns Shantel takes you on will have your head spinning and your heart pounding.” ~Judy Miracle

“If you’re looking for a new Addiction then this is the book for you!!  Shantel will have you Addicted by the first chapter.  I couldn’t put it down.”  ~Kelly Tucker

“Addiction is a great story with lots twists and turns that will be sure to keep you on your toes.” ~Rachael Duncan (Author)


~ About the Author ~
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book

She has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.

Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.

~ Connect with Shantel ~ 

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Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Release Day Blitz & Giveaway
DASH
(The Novel)
by
Shantel Tessier

Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: June 30, 2015
~ Synopsis ~
I’ve never been one to follow the rules…or the law, for that matter. But when you find yourself behind bars and being offered the opportunity of a lifetime, you take it. I agreed to race motorcycles for Johnny Knight. A very powerful man who wanted me on his team, even knowing I was a liability. But will he still feel that way once he finds out that I had a one-night stand with his daughter? I didn’t mean for it to happen. I didn’t even know who she was until she walked into his office wearing my shirt from the night before. Too bad that was all she wanted—one night. It didn’t really matter who she was, I wanted more. So when she ran, I followed. I should have let her go. That would have been best for both of us. But I have never done what was right, so why start now? I’ve always been willing to take a risk, no matter what it would cost me. And I knew she was worth it all.

I’m Erik Dashling; you can call me Dash. This is my story of how I willingly risked one dream for another. But everyone knows that not all dreams come true.

~ Excerpt ~
His face starts to harden, and his gray eyes narrow as they search my face. He looks at me as if he just realizes what my night has consisted of. A physical fight with Rodger. Whereas, I’m sure he got drunk and laid.
I actually throw my head back and laugh out loud. I laugh so hard my body shakes, and it feels good. I lift my head and look up at him as he stares at me with those beautiful gray eyes. They look hard as I watch his eyes follow the line of the stitches that are on my face once again.
I throw my hand up as I continue to laugh. He frowns when I snort, and it makes me laugh even harder. “Sorry…” I try to calm my laughter; it makes my aching body hurt, but it feels so good to laugh. “But this is just too funny.”
“Your ex-boyfriend beating the shit out of you is funny?” he questions. “I don’t see how that can be funny.”
My laughter dies immediately. Instead of standing, I lean back against the bench and cross one leg over the other. His eyes quickly scan my bare legs, and I feel my body heat start to rise. No! Don’t go there, Tabatha. You regret ever sleeping with him, remember? “No, the fact that you keep showing up is what I think is funny. The fact that you think I wanna talk to you is funny.” Oh, good one. Make him buy it.
“You wanna talk about funny?” he asks raising his voice. “I have woken up to you running away. Not only once, but twice. What the hell is your problem?” I take a deep breath that makes my chest rise. Is he really gonna do this? “And why was Rodger there after I happen to leave?” Oh, he’s going all the way. “Huh? Did you call him to tell him how bad I hurt you?” My mouth drops open. “Did you ask him to come over and kiss your wounds?” he shouts.
I stand and shove my hands into his chest pushing him backward. “Don’t you dare accuse me of something you know nothing about,” I shout back. “You were the one who had just been drunk and with your ex moments before. And you kissed her.” I do air quotes around kissed. “Who knows what else you did with her.”
“I was just doing what your father told me to do. Get information,” he says matter-of-fact with a wave of his hand.
“Oh? And he told you to stick your tongue down her throat?” I demand.
“No. His exact words were to do whatever I had to do in order to get the information that we needed.”
“Lies.” I spin around giving him back for a second before I turn back to face him with my hands clenched down at my sides. “All you do is lie,” I yell.
“And all you do is run away,” he sneers in my face. “Not all of us are as heartless as you and can just turn our backs on others at any given moment.”
I feel the tears start to sting my eyes, and I blink them away. He truly hates me now, but this is not the time to fall apart. After everything I’ve been through tonight, I can keep it together for just a little longer. I swallow the knot in my throat and lick my dry lips. “Well, you made it pretty damn easy,” I lie. He hasn’t made anything about us easy. It’s so damn hard to stand here and be a bitch to him. My legs are tired, and I would give anything for him to pick me up and hold me in his arms. But that ship has sailed. “But I sure as hell can’t stand the fact that you keep coming around.” Stay strong, Tabatha. Don’t apologize; you can’t take those words back now no matter how big of a lie it was.
I expect him to yell in my face for what I said. For him to shoot the hurtful words right back. But instead, his hard eyes look me up and down, and he snorts as he shakes his head. That hurts worse than any words could. He looked at me as if I was nothing.
He runs his hand through his shaggy brown hair and speaks. “Well, I’ll make something else easier for you. I quit.” 
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What people are saying......
“There are some particularly difficult scenes in this book, all I can say is that they were superbly written, poetic even, Shantel outdone herself in the delivery of the climax to the story, shell shocked would be how I felt…” 
~ Book Hooked Brit

“Be prepared to fall in love with Dash, to melt when he brings out his cocky smirks and his sexy promises.” 
~ Rosarita Reader (iScream Books)

“Such an emotionally heart stopping book. Loved it!” 
~ The Smutbrarians


~ Other Works from the Author ~

 ~ About the Author ~
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book.
She has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.
Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.
 
 ~ Connect with Shantel ~

~ Enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway here ~ 


Monday, June 15, 2015

Cover Reveal & Giveaway
DASH
 (The Novel)
by
 Shantel Tessier
 
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: June 30, 2015
~ Synopsis ~
I’ve never been one to follow the rules…or the law, for that matter. But when you find yourself behind bars and being offered the opportunity of a lifetime, you take it. I agreed to race motorcycles for Johnny Knight. A very powerful man who wanted me on his team, even knowing I was a liability. But will he still feel that way once he finds out that I had a one-night stand with his daughter? I didn’t mean for it to happen. I didn’t even know who she was until she walked into his office wearing my shirt from the night before. Too bad that was all she wanted—one night. It didn’t really matter who she was, I wanted more. So when she ran, I followed. I should have let her go. That would have been best for both of us. But I have never done what was right, so why start now? I’ve always been willing to take a risk, no matter what it would cost me. And I knew she was worth it all.

I’m Erik Dashling; you can call me Dash. This is my story of how I willingly risked one dream for another. But everyone knows that not all dreams come true.



~ Excerpt ~
“Hello ma’am,” he says trying to sound formal. He stretches his hand out to me with a cocky smile on his sexy face.

“Hello,” I say narrowing my eyes on him and cross my arms over my chest. It’s a little late for formalities.

He takes his hand that’s stretched out in front of him and lifts it up to my hair. He pulls back and has a leaf between his fingers.

He chuckles. “Gardening? Looks like you’ve been rolling around in the grass.”

Motherfucker.

He knows. Shit! I didn’t think to look for any video cameras around his gate. I’m sure he has them.

His smirks grows as if he knows what I’m thinking.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Dashling.” I nod my head.

He gets a cocky look on his face and his eyes sparkle. “Please. Call me, Dash.”

Oh, now the shirt I’m wearing makes sense.

I nod my head once and spin around to face my father. “I need to go shower and then get home. I have homework to do,” I lie. “Excuse me,” I mumble and walk out of the office and start down the hall when I hear Erik speak to my father.

“Will you excuse me, sir?”

As I’m nearing the stairs, I feel a hand on my upper arm. “What the…”

I’m pulled into the hallway and pressed up against the wall. Before I can speak his hands are on my face and his lips are on mine.

I try to fight it, try to push him away, but instead my arms make their way around his neck. My body is still sore as hell from last night. And my pussy has been wet all morning. Although I can’t remember what all he did, my body sure as hell can. His kiss is slow and sweet. He takes his time as his tongue makes long strokes. 

He pulls away and a moan slips past my lips. “You taste as good as I remember,” he mumbles. “Like candy.”

I don’t say anything as I stare into his eyes. He gives me a warm smile. “You left this morning without saying goodbye.”

“If I remember correctly, we never really said hello,” I whisper.

He chuckles. “You’re correct.” He leans back into me. “Hello,” he whispers, sending chills down my body.

“Hello,” I answer breathlessly.

“I have something you might like,” he says with a smirk on his face.

“I’m pretty sure I liked it,” I respond still feeling the aftereffects from last night.“Pretty sure?” he frowns. “Well, I will have to remind you of how much you liked it later.” He runs his fingers down the side of my cheek. “You screamed my name so loud my ears are still ringing.” I inhale sharply. He lowers his face to mine and runs the tip of his nose down the side of my face. “You fucking loved every bit of it, darling,” he growls.
~ Links to Pre-Order ~


~ Other Works from the Author ~

 ~ About the Author ~
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book.
She has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.
Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.
 
 ~ Connect with Shantel ~

~ Enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway here ~ 




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