Spotlight: Issued by Paris Wynters #Giveaway

Posted July 1, 2020 by Sophia Rose in Book Tour, Giveaways / 13 Comments

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Spotlight: Issued by Paris Wynters #Giveaway

Today I am excited to spotlight Issued the first novel in the Navy SEALs of Little Creek, a contemporary romance series by Paris Wynters. Fans of the marriage and arrangement trope will love this steamy new series.




She needs a total life reboot…even if it means marrying a stranger

Taya Maverick has just volunteered to marry a random Navy SEAL as part of the military’s new spouse-matching program. What other choice does she have? Her former best friend killed her father and torched her house. Taya’s determined to start over, but to be safe she has to disappear. The program is the perfect opportunity, complete with refuge and a built-in bodyguard. Her Navy SEAL husband can keep her safe, right?

After one spectacularly disastrous marriage, Jim Stephens nixes round two. But his commanding officer never accepts no for an order. While an injury may have sidelined him temporarily, Jim still needs to salvage his career after a mistake in combat puts him in leadership’s cross-hairs. Being the first in the pilot program guarantees him his rank and eventual active duty clearance…as long as he can last the trial year.

The I dos are barely uttered before Jim and Taya realize they’ve each miscalculated. Their sizzling chemistry might lead to bed, but neither is prepared to open their heart. And then Taya’s past comes knocking…

Read An Excerpt
We watch for a beat or two, the sight of the princess issuing her not-so-subtle ultimatum bringing a genuine smile to my face. “I used to have a thing for Mary Crosby. Hell, I still have a thing for Mary Crosby.”
“Didn’t she play on Dallas?”
“She basically made the show.”
“Wow. That’s quite a claim.”
I knock her hand aside when she makes a grab for more popcorn, and one of my brows raise. The woman who shot J.R. made television history.
“And by ‘claim,’ I mean ‘an accurate and astute observation.’” The corner of her mouth lifts in an almost-smile when I release my buttery hostage. “Tell me more about your obsession with Ms. Crosby.”
“Mrs. Brodka,” I correct absently. “And it’s not an obsession. I just appreciate the classics.”
“Are we talking about the movie or the actress?”
My face heats when she lets loose a bark of laugher. “I was talking about the movie. It’s a good movie. Sue me.”
“You’re preaching to the choir, sweetheart. They don’t make space operas like they used to.”
I hesitate before sticking my big toe down the rabbit hole. “Have you ever seen Firefly?”
“I’m sorry? I’m alive and breathing, aren’t I? When I think about cinematic tragedies, canceling Firefly is right up there with the remake of Total Recall and the existence of Jurassic sharks.”
“Sharknado haunts my dreams.”
“I saw the movie and it left me feeling personally disrespected. You know there’s a movie called Aliens vs. Avatars?”
Settling deeper into the couch, Taya leans her head against my shoulder. The remnants of a grin linger around her mouth, and I want to lean in and kiss the vestiges away. My throat tightens. The weekend has not been kind, but for now, everything in my world is good and right. Is it wrong to want the feeling to last?
Taya spends the next few minutes explaining which sci-fi movies she believes should be classified as acts of terrorism. I don’t always agree, but listening to the animated way she shreds plotlines and decimates directors and actors alike makes me wary of disagreeing. Her face lights up and she actively involves her hands the more passionate she becomes, and I can’t bring myself to look away. It’s as if I’ve been placed under some sort of spell and the world is moving in molasses around me while my heart races along. Listening to the sound of Taya’s voice is more satisfying than any ocean wave I can imagine. Righter than any curve I could master on my bike.
The credits scroll across the screen, darkening the room. Taya angles her body to face me, one knee propped on the couch and her head canted sideways on the cushions. I mimicked her position at some point, and the intimacy of being face to face, separated by only a handful of inches further stirs up emotions that have been building, but that I don’t want to examine too closely because they are new and terrifying. They feel like soap bubbles. Swimming in iridescent color and too fragile to live, and that the slightest prod will make them burst.
“Katniss has nothing on my emee, though.” Taya rolls her eyes, waving a dismissive hand in the air.
“With the bow and arrow.” Taya searches my face, concern etched in her features. “You okay?”
My fingers tug at the extra material around the leg of my Wranglers. Shit. She probably thinks I zoned out from my TBI. “Yeah, fine. So, your grandmother was a professional archer?”
“In a way. Archery and horsemanship are part of Mongolian culture. Did you know many of the warriors in Genghis Khan’s army were women? Though, according to my grandfather, I inherited more of my father’s side than my mother’s. Of course, the comment was made after I accidentally shot him in the foot with an arrow.”
I laugh so hard, my head whips backward. “Let me guess, your father’s side can’t cook, either.”
Taya gently kicks me in the thigh, the corners of her lips curling up. I grab hold of her, so she can’t pull away, and rest her foot in my lap. When her smile fades around the edges and she clears her throat, I worry I might have screwed things up somehow without even trying.


About the Author


Paris Wynters is an adult romance author repped by Tricia Skinner at Fuse Literary. She lives on Long Island in New York with her family, which includes two psychotic working dogs. Paris is a graduate of Loyola University Chicago. Paris and her son are nationally certified Search and Rescue personnel (she is a canine handler). She is a huge supporter of the military/veteran community. When not writing, Paris enjoys playing XBOX (she is a huge HALO fanatic and also enjoys FORTNITE), watching hockey (Go Islanders), and trying new things like flying planes and taking trapeze classes.

Navy SEALs of Little Creek Series
Available September 1, 2020
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I was born and raised near Sacramento, CA. I have read since I was four years old and developed tastes that run the gamut of literature. I went away to college and have a degree in education, a certificate in family history research, and a certificate in social work. I worked for a non-profit agency with low income families for 20 years which included being responsible for the children’s library and promoting/teaching adult literacy. I have lived in Southeast Michigan for the last 18 years and I am currently a book addicted homemaker with a cat and husband who keep me grounded. Recently, I made it a challenge to review each book that I have read as a favor to author friends who said reviews are important. I have done reviews for Good Reads, Amazon, eBay, and Smashwords, but mostly at Goodreads and Amazon.

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Angela @ Simply Angela

This one looks interesting! Adding it to my list!

Sophia Rose
1 year ago

Matchmaking and SEALs! Caught my eye, too, Angela!

Caffeinated PR
1 year ago

Thank you!!

Sophia Rose
1 year ago
Reply to  Caffeinated PR

You betcha! 😉

sherry fundin
1 year ago

sounds like a good one. i used to watch dallas all the time so i really enjoyed the excerpt
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Sophia Rose
1 year ago
Reply to  sherry fundin

That was one of the few prime time dramas I would watch. Loved it, too!

1 year ago

it looks good. Really like this cover!

Sophia Rose
1 year ago
Reply to  Melliane

I think so, too. That cover has some sizzle! 🙂


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Carole Rae
1 year ago

Maybe. I liked the excerpt.

Sophia Rose
1 year ago
Reply to  Carole Rae

I love the idea of matched up SEALs. 🙂

1 year ago

That’s one sexy cover!

Sophia Rose
1 year ago
Reply to  Rachel

Oh yeah!