Monday, 23 September 2013

Book Tour - Kiss Me In Paris by Dmytry Karpov & Kimberly Kinrade - Contemporary Romance

Format: Kindle Edition
File Size: 1187 KB
Print Length: 314 pages
Publisher: Daring Books (25 Jun 2013)
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Full length novel: 87, 000 words

No one knows my secret. Ever since high school, ever since I started living in fear, no one has known the true me. But then I met him, and I couldn't hide anymore.

He became my hero, saving me from the villain of my past. He became my friend, his smile a blanket of warmth. And he scared me. Because he, this beautiful man, he might become more. Then he'd see the real me, and I couldn't let that happen.

My name is Winter, and what I desire most I can't have.

Flashes of the night I was drugged rush back to me. His strong arms carrying me through the streets of Paris. The feel of his heart beating as my head rested against his chest. The soft press of his lips against my forehead when he thought I was asleep.

Oh shit. I'm falling for the cowboy. Cade.

But we can't be anything more. He has his own secrets. His own darkness he keeps hidden, like the letter he keeps with him everywhere he goes.

The letter he refuses to open.


New Adult Contemporary Romance - 87, 000 words - Standalone in the Kiss Me series.

Travel the world with the Deveaux's as they find love, and trouble, in all the right places
From Chapter 5: Winter
Kiss Me in Paris by Kimberly Kinrade & Dmytry Karpov

I push open the bathroom door and hear one of the showers running, a familiar pair of boots and cowboy hat propped on the bench. "Oh crap," I whisper. "This is co-ed. Cade's in here. What are we going to do?" The room steams up, choking me on the heat. I have to get to a bathroom, but I've already embarrassed myself beyond redemption in front of Cade. This. This would be beyond horrifying. I'd rather implode from my own shit than take the world's biggest dump with the sexy Texas Cowboy listening in.
Jenifer, despite being slumped over in pain, peeks around my shoulder to try to get a look at Cade.
I smack her. "Stop spying."
She licks her lips. "I can't. I know it's bad, but it feels so good."
"Gross. Okay, I can't take it anymore. I'm going in."
"No. No, you're not." Jenifer grabs my arm. "You do not go to the bathroom beside a hot man like that."
"We don't have a choice." Oh God. I can't hold it in any longer. I'm going to die. Die.
Jenifer groans. "We can find a different bathroom, maybe on another floor."
"No time," I say as another cramp grips me.
"Winter?" Cade's voice travels through the steam. "Winter, is that you?"
Of course. Of course this is how my life is. I open my mouth to respond, and can't. Instead, I run into the stall, pull my pants down and… Oh God.
It's like evil demons are being exorcised through my ass.
Jenifer covers for me while the vile darkness leaves my body. "No. Just Jenifer. Just me."
As annoying as Jenifer is, I'll owe her for this save.
When I'm confident I've been purged from all evil, I reach for the toilet paper, anxious to get out of there before the stench hits Cade and he comes looking for a dead body, only to find me, wishing I was dead.
We didn't bring the toilet paper.
"Jenifer!" I whisper in that way that's like a yell, but you hope it still sounds like a whisper. "They don't have any toilet paper in here. Can you get me some?"
She bangs on the stall door. "Oh God. I need to throw up."
"Then find a toilet and throw up. Just hurry."
"Can't. They're all taken. Let me in." Her feet shuffle back and forth under the door.
"What? No! I need toilet paper." I flush the toilet, but I can't pull my pants up until I wipe.
"Open up. Please. Open. I'm dying."
Le sigh. I thought this night couldn't get any worse. I was so wrong.
I pull down my shirt to cover myself, hoping I'm not getting shit all over it, then crouch in the corner and open the stall. "Come on. Hurry, though. God."
Jenifer runs in, crashes to her knees, vomit spewing out of her mouth before she reaches the toilet. It sprays onto me, onto her shirt and face, onto the floor, until she finally reaches the bowl. She continues heaving until her stomach runs dry and only bile comes out. Staring into the toilet, she pulls back and speaks at the top of her voice. "Oh my God, it's your shit. I just vomited over your shit."
This is us. Bonding over vomit and shit. "I'm sorry. It must have clogged."
The smell of vomit, the sight of vomit everywhere, brings bile to my throat, and I lean over and release what's left of my dinner into the toilet as well.
Someone knocks on the door to our stall. "Is everything okay in there?" Cade sounds concerned, and I want to cry.
It's too late to save face. "We got food poisoning," I say. "Can you please bring us some toilet paper?" And new clothes, and a mop, and, oh, I don't know, a time machine?

Jenifer vomits again, her body finding unexpected reserves. "Oh my God," she yells. "It's like I'm giving birth from my mouth."

Reviews are in for Kiss Me in Paris
5 stars "I experienced every emotion as each character felt it. Every tear, every laugh, all of the fear, anxiety, and stress, I experienced every last bit of it. And even though this is a romance, there are tears. I cried more times reading Kiss Me in Paris than I did watching Nicholas Sparks' The Last Song. Kiss Me in Paris left me hollow when I finally finished it. I feel as if a piece of me was left in the words as I read. And for once, I have a book to call my favorite." ~Merumei on Amazon
5 stars "A timeless and beautiful love story that will sweep you off your feet, but it's also much more than that." ~Amy Conley, Amazon
5 stars "Beautifully drawn characters and stunning pallets that bring you in to Paris itself." ~Stormy, Amazon
Some favorite quotes from Kiss Me in Paris
"One star breaks off from the others, shooting across the sky, a bright light trailing behind it, and I finally understand why people wish on dying stars. Because something always has to die for life to give birth to a new dream. "
"Paris is pregnant with layers of history, colored with the ink of artists who dared to dream of a world only they could see."
"It's like I'm giving birth from my mouth." <You'll understand this when you get to chapter 5. Then you'll pee your pants laughing.>
"It's the nature of being human that, in our own blindness, we lash out and blind others."
"I think of Winter, of her smile, her eyes, her arms wrapped around me, and I know where home is. It's wherever she is, and right now she is too far away. My heart has escaped my body and is walking Paris without me."
"She opened herself to him, and, in that moment, she opened herself to the world. Let it hurt her. Let it burn her veins, boil her blood and scorch her heart. For where there could be pain, there could be pleasure and love. She would be cold no longer. She would melt the hearts of others, and in turn, they would melt hers. She would feel the full spectrum of emotions and cry. She would be human. And she would be happy."

Pick up your copy of Kiss Me in Paris on Amazon, B&N, and wherever ebooks are sold (Except iBooks, sadly, because they are taking FOREVER to publish books. So if you have an iPad, iPhone or iAnything, get an Amazon app for free and you're set). Look for the paperback and hardback coming soon.

Also on sale on the Amazon UK site too.

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About Kimberly Kinrade
Kimberly Kinrade was born with ink in her veins and magic in her heart. She writes romance (contemporary and paranormal), fantasy and paranormal stories for all ages and still believes in magic worlds.

She lives with her three little girls who think they're ninja princesses with super powers, and her husband, also known as the sexy Russian Prince, who is the love of her life and writing partner.



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