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/The Vow / Natalie Wrye / Excerpt Reveal/

 

Title: The Vow

Author: Natalie Wrye

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: September 10, 2018

 

Synopsis

Seven years ago, I gave my vow to a man.


Except it wasn’t a wedding…

Because Brett Jackson was the epitome of anti-marriage–a dirty-talking tattoo artist with a penchant for booze, bimbos and blue-eyed women.

I was none of those.

Guess that’s why he walks into my new apartment with my not-so-nice roommate on his arm…as her new boyfriend.

But this is not seven years ago. I’m over him; I really am.
So why does it bother me so much when he catches me naked in my new place?

Why does his searing stare at my body stay with me?

Why am I wishing for a repeat and wanting to break the most important vow I’ve ever made?

A vow that will break both me and Brett…and turn the Manhattan life I’ve built for myself upside down.

 

Excerpt

Breathless, my body shaking, I pull back just as our kiss begins to deepen, my lips tender to the touch as I lick them. I look up at the brown-haired Adonis holding me close, inhaling as deep as I can. I let go of a shaky breath.

“What are you doing?”

Brett blinks. “What you won’t. What I shouldn’t.” He kisses me chastely, pulling back. “What we need.” He grins. “I couldn’t hold back any longer.”

“You make us sound like dogs on a leash.”

He snorts on a soft laugh, his stare scanning over my lips. “If anyone’s a dog here, it’s me. But I can’t deny you, Elsie.” He gaze goes back up to mine. “I can’t deny this. I know we made a promise. To never cross this line again. But there’s a reason we’re both here in New York. There’s a reason for right now. To be honest… I don’t know what the hell it really is.” His aqua eyes glow. “But I know I want to explore it.” His voice lowers. “Explore you… If you let me, Elsie. All of this—everything—is up to you.”

But I can’t think, let alone move or talk while our bodies are so close. He smells like the rain. Clean and crisp. A fresh, lightly smoky scent, the skin that is pressed against me as is almost as intoxicating as the stare—the one that intensely searches mine, excavating answers, digging deep enough to find only fucking desire, I’m sure. I’m so turned on I can’t speak. My voice is little more than a sigh. I bite my bottom lip, trying to control my tongue.

I fail.

“We can’t throw caution to the wind, Brett. We have Kayla to think about. And even if we didn’t, we have history, too much past. We’ve practically watched each other grow up. Stayed in the same houses.” I scoff out loud, a blush hitting my cheeks that I can feel burn. “For God’s sake, you’ve seen everything. You’ve seen me at my worst.”

He chuckles a seductive low sound. “My sexy sweet Elsie. You don’t get it, do you? In my eyes… you have no worst.”

 

About The Author

Natalie Wrye is a tequila connoisseur, Game of Thrones addict and author best known for writing page-turning Contemporary Romance and Romantic Suspense.

A Jersey Girl living in the South, when she’s not obsessing over a new Netflix series or yelling at college basketball games on TV, she’s usually crafting sexy stories about hard-bodied, alpha males and the strong-willed women who crave them.

She loves it when people get weird with her on Facebook, NatalieWrye.com or NatalieWrites@NatalieWrye.com.

 

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/ Heart Of Darkness / Catherine Wiltcher / Excerpt Reveal /

Title: Hearts Of Darkness

Author: Catherine Wiltcher

Genre: Dark Romance

Release Date: August 17, 2018

 

Synopsis

“First, he held a gun to my head. Then he blew my world apart …”

Dante Santiago is a criminal with no conscience. He’s a whisper of a name, a faceless stranger… A man content to dwell in the shadows of his underworld.

Dante’s enemies found a weakness in him once. He’ll never let it happen again. That’s until the night Eve Miller walks past him on a dirty, desolate street. Now she’s his captive, kept at the whim of a man with no kindness or morality.

Eve’s an innocent, his angel, but she too is harboring a dark secret. For years she’s been fighting a private war with the illegal drugs trade, with the cartel responsible for murdering her brother. She’s closer to revenge than she’s ever been until Dante’s duplicity blows her world apart.

Theirs is a relationship borne of hate but neither can deny the fire that rages between them. But Dante’s a haunted man. He knows only pain and suffering until Eve sees a spark of light buried deep within the shadows of his heart.

Soon Eve must make a choice. Save Dante Santiago’s soul or lose herself to his darkness forever…

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Excerpt

He comes for me then, dark and dangerous and utterly mesmeric. “Take it off.”

I stare at him in shock.

“Take off that dress, Eve, or so help me god I’ll rip it from your body.”

His words are like liquid fire to my core. I stagger away from him so he can’t see my naked lust, so he can’t exploit and revel in what he does to me. “Apologize first,” I gasp, trying to compose myself. Sordid images keep invading my mind. I want every single, glorious inch of him on me and in me.

He’s barely two meters away and closing in fast. “I never apologize to anyone, my angel, you know that.”

“You did in Africa. Do it again now or I’m walking right out of this mansion and I’m not coming back.”

He grinds to a halt and stares at me as if he can’t quite believe I’ve got the balls to speak to him like this. “Don’t make your punishment any worse than it already is, Eve,” he growls.

Other women would be terrified by a threat like this from Dante Santiago but I’m not like other women. “Oh I’m counting on it,” I whisper, watching with dark delight as his gaze drops to devour me whole. My defiance does things to this man that no one else can.

“Ok then, I apologize,” he says softly, taking another step towards me, his eyes blazing into mine. “I apologize for demeaning you. I apologize for leaving you for six weeks without satisfying you. I apologize for leaving your soft skin so bereft of my touch.” He prowls to a stop right in front of me and runs a leisurely finger down the length of my arm as I try not to flinch away. “But most of all, my angel, I apologize for the way I’m going to bend you over this couch and fuck you until you scream.”

 

 

 

 

About The Author

Catherine Wiltcher is a freelance writer and former TV producer. After being diagnosed with cancer she decided to follow her dreams and write romance novels about feisty women and hot, conflicted men, and something that removed her as far away from oncology rooms as possible. Sixteen years of working in TV and movie production has provided endless inspiration for her writing.

Her debut novel, Eyes To The Wind, was a #1 bestseller in both the kindle erotic romance and erotic suspense charts.

Catherine lives in a village near Bath in the UK with her husband and two young daughters.

For book and blog updates please visit www.catherinewiltcher.com

 

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/ Lachlan’s Protégé / V.F. Mason / Excerpt Reveal /

Lachlan’s Protégé by V.F. Mason is releasing on August 15th!
She never knew nightmares. Until she became mine.

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She never knew nightmares.
Until she became mine.

She was a ballerina.
He was a serial killer.

She ran away from him.
He caught her.

She begged for mercy.
He gave her none.

She was an angel.
He was a monster.

She wanted to escape.
He wanted to destroy her.

They were at war.
And only one of them would win.

EXCERPT:

Torture is an art form I’ve learned through the years, mastered for decades, and explored in different variations with anyone who I found fit.

Most people will say I’m a monster or a psycho.

However, in life, nothing is ever that simple, as evil and goodness are in the eyes of the beholder.

About the Author:
V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her momma over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied filmmaking and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn’t happen. Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it. When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.

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/ PULSE Vampire Series Omnibus Vol. 1 Books 1 – 4 / Kailin Gow / Blog Tour / Excerpt /

 

PULSE Vampire Series Omnibus Vol. 1 Books 1 – 4
Kailin Gow
Publication date: March 1st 2018
Genres: Paranormal, Romance, Young Adult

This Omnibus contains 4 Full-length Novels in the PULSE Vampire Series, now in development as a Film starting with its Prequel, Mysterious Teacher.

 

Loved it! Very exciting storyline, can’t wait for the next one…. – Ariana, early 20s.

Pulse is fast paced and intriguing, the story has twists at every turn and the ending leaves you open mouthed and wanting more. Kailin did a wonderful job in creating this vampire world. – Melissa Silva, The Bookshelf

Ever since I was little, I’ve loved vampire books, and this one does not disappoint. – Amy (Books, College, and Other Random Things)

I know that I seem to say the same thing everytime that I review a Kailin book but man can she write, no matter whatever she writes I can never seem to put the book down whenever I pick one up. This has become another one of my favourite Kailin series and I highly recommend it. – Head Stuck in a Book Blog

Hurray for Gow, she made up a powerful character. I recommended this, you are not going to regret. – Astrid A.

DESCRIPTION

17 year-old Kalina didn’t know her boyfriend was a vampire until the night he died of a freak accident. She didn t know he came from a long line of vampires until the night she was visited by his half-brothers Jaegar and Stuart Greystone. There were a lot of secrets her boyfriend didn t tell her. Now she must discover them in order to keep alive. But having two half-brothers vampires around had just gotten interesting….

Kailin Gow is a multiple Award-winning author, film and tv director/producer, and speaker. You can learn more about her at: KailinGow.com.

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EXCERPT

She ran like an animal. Her clothes were wet, sopping, clinging to her thighs and to her chest, hollow and transparent around the curve of her shoulders. Her hair shook out droplets of rain; her cheeks were flushed and she was breathless. He could see her heartbeat throbbing at the side of her throat, see it in the rhythmic panting, hear it from across the street, pounding in his ears, intermingled with the thunder bolting from the sky. He could feel it – it felt like an earthquake to him, shaking his ribs, his shoulders, his legs. It had been so long since he had seen a heartbeat like hers – since he had felt a heartbeat at all.

The skies had opened up – as they so often did in North California – without any warning, without any hesitation. It was as if the smooth blue glass ceiling of the world had shattered all at once, letting the primordial oceans pound down upon the pavement. He could see her consternation, her irritation – she wanted nothing but to get out of the rain, to dry herself off, to curl up into something warm and dry.

But Jaegar loved the rain. He loved the energy – the pulse of life beating down upon the earth. He could hear the scattered raindrops in their rhythmic approach to earth and pretend that each fall of rain was a beat of his dead heart. And she was alive with the energy, too – alive as he had never seen a woman alive, tossing her hair back, running into shelter, and her lips were pink and her cheeks were red. He remembered that his lips would never again be pink, that his cheeks would never again be red.

She was so young.

Humans so often surprised him in that way. They looked no different from him – he could have been seventeen; he had been seventeen for so long – but their youth never failed to surprise him. The way the world was so new to them – that rain could still take them by surprise, when he had seen so many rainfalls.

He could smell her. The wind carried her scent to him like an animal’s scent, and it was all he could do to keep his fangs in check. He leaned heavily upon the branch and parted the leaves to get a better look at her. He could feel the blood – stagnant in his veins – begin something like a torpid, sluggish, shift towards life – the closest thing he would ever get to a heartbeat. She was the sort of girl who made young boys’ hearts pound, he thought – and they never knew how lucky they were to experience that sensation.

For it was the physical aspect of it, he thought, that humans understood least of all. They romanticized vampires, of course – how terrible it would be to live at night! To drink blood! To prey upon humans! These were things they could intellectualize, understand. Humans had been forced to commit murder. Humans had been forced to bite back their most natural, primal desires – and so they could almost understand, when they imagined vampires, what it was like to feel that insatiable hunger for a woman’s throat, her breast, her wrist. But not a human in the world had ever been alive without living, without a heartbeat – and so they took it for granted – what it meant, that constant linear throbbing, clock-like, towards inevitable death. For Jaegar was a vampire, and he was not alive, and the dull ache in his chest where a heartbeat should have been was for him one of the most agonizing things in the world.

They don’t know, he thought. They’ll never understand.

He had been told that she was the one. He had waited for her until sunset – the sun agonizing upon him, even with the ring around his finger. Vampires were not meant for light, and even the strongest magic could not take away the pain, searing, burning, aching, in his flesh. He was unnatural in sunlight, and only now that dusk was beginning to settle over him could he find relief. He sat perched in the tree, obscured by the leaves, staring at her as she ran down the street.

He leaned in too closely – the birds noticed at last that something was wrong in their midst and took flight; a flurry of wings beat up around him and the branch snapped from the tree and plummeted to the earth below.

It was enough time to make a distraction.

He concentrated, and in half a second he was behind her, so close he could feel the wind blow her hair upon his lips, and then he opened the umbrella above her.

“Miss,” he said.

She startled.

“What the…” She rounded on him.

“You looked wet,” he said. She did not seem amused.

“I’m warning you,” she said. “I know kung fu.”

He had learned kung fu once, many centuries ago. He thought it better not to mention it.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I was just trying to help.”

She softened.

“Thanks,” she said, lamely. “I’m sorry – I didn’t mean to snap at you. But you need to learn not to sneak up on people like that. You scared me.”

Her eyes remained fixed upon the tree from which he had come. A suspicious glare clouded her gaze. Had she seen

– was she wondering? He knew she knew something was wrong. He tried to maintain whatever pleasant normalcy he could. The sequoias were tall, after all. No human could survive a jump from them – he knew she knew this. He knew she thought he was human.

Don’t do this. His mind raged against him. Don’t do this.

But vampires had the power of hypnosis, called compulsion – and Jaegar felt himself hypnotized too – he could not stop himself, he could not stop her.

Her eyes grew wide and he could see them grow hot and fevered with desire.

Not again, Jaegar. He had promised himself never to use his influence on mortals again. It was dishonorable, Aaron had said – but what could be dishonorable for a vampire? Their rules were of conquest, of power; he could not remember a century when human rules had governed him.

“Take this,” he said, trying to pretend to himself that it was not the magic, trying to pretend perhaps it was only his beauty – he was beautiful, after all, – but he could not control it, any more than she could control it; his hypnosis reflected back at him from the depths of her eyes.

He handed her his umbrella; she clasped her fingers around it.

“Thank you,” she whispered. It was the dull voice of possession.

Damn it, Jaegar, not again!

This had never happened to him before. Whenever he had hypnotized a human female, it had been intentional. In the days before Aaron he had felt no regret – he had plucked out the most beautiful maidens in every century and thus made them succumb to him. But this was different. He had never meant to do it. Something about this human female affected him and chipped away his resolve like no other before. He had promised never to do it…

He was under his own spell.

He felt his arms gather around her neck, his lips come closer to her mouth, until at last he could breathe in the air from her mouth, and taste the life moist on her lips, and smell her intoxicating hint of perfume. He could feel her heartbeat against her chest, the constant rhythm as steady as the rain.

And then the spell was broken. She recoiled – she could feel the deathly cold of his lips, the chill on his cheek – she was still dulled in her confusion, but it was enough for him to regain control of his powers – to run, to hide his shame…

What a humiliation! For a vampire not to control his powers! He had gone soft, he reasoned, ever since he’d listened to Aaron’s stupid admonitions. He was letting his vampire nature get the better of him.

Well, enough of that, he thought. Stuart was the soft one – Jaegar was not. And Jaegar had no patience for these kinds of games. Kalina was the key, after all. Next time he saw her, he’d be prepared. He’d have control over his powers. He’d be waiting. And he’d show her no mercy…

 

 

Author Bio:

Kailin Gow loves things that are edgy, cool, bright, exciting, hopeful, glittery, and jaw-droppingly awe-inspiring. She loves writing, reading, and filming stories about people whose journeys take them beyond their boundaries – physically, psychologically, intellectually, and emotionally to arrive a point and a place of inspiration and hope. Her works have been recognized by the leaders in the industry in book publishing and entertainment to be “innovative” and “disruptive”, earning her awards from ALA, The IBPA, and festivals.

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/ Excerpt Reveal / Rough edge / CD Reiss /

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“My new obsession. I’m eating every word of this series and begging for more.” 

— Alessandra Torre, New York Times bestselling author

New York Times Bestseller CD Reiss goes back to her roots with a dark, intense tale that breaks boundaries and shatters expectations in Rough Edge, coming May 22nd, and we’ve got a hot sneak peek just for you!

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Who do you love?

The decent man you married?

The surgeon shattered during the war?

The emotionless Dominant who appears in his eyes more and more often?

All of them?

Even when he breaks you?

Even when he makes you beg?

Is there no pain or pleasure he cannot deliver?

What will you sacrifice to heal him?

Will he sacrifice his sanity to protect you from the exquisite torture of his cruel hands?

This is more than a marriage.

It’s a crack at the edges of the mind and heart.

It’s a promise written in the heavens and a wound splitting the sky.

Love may be the death of both of you.

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Excerpt:

In the dark, during the fundraising video, she leaned into me, taking my hand. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

“Caden.” My name was more than a statement. It was a comment on how well she knew the animal, and how well she loved it.

If eyes could listen, hers did, gazing at me in the darkness. I couldn’t lie to her for much longer.

The entire invite list was watching the video. The bar was empty. The hallway lights were dimmed. The kitchen staff moved constantly and quietly to set up the buffet.

I laced my fingers in hers. She had a gold band we’d gotten out of expediency. No big sparkling rock. No sign I’d ever courted her properly before marrying her.

My father always said a man didn’t skip steps if he wanted to do something once.

I slid my cheek to hers and whispered in her ear, “I want to destroy you.”

Her hand tightened in mine so tightly I could feel our bones. Her glands must have fired, because the apples and the perfume melded and became something so uniquely her my balls ached—but not for simple release. For something more. An agreement of ownership.

Waiting wasn’t an option.

Pulling her by the hand, I headed for the hallway.

“Caden,” she said when we were away from the event, “slow down.”

I didn’t. I couldn’t. I pulled her down the carpeted steps to the lower level, stepping over a velvet rope at the bottom. The lights were out in the hall. Three doors led to three empty event rooms.

“What’s with you lately?” she asked.

“Are you saying no?”

“I’m asking a question.”

I backed into one of the rooms and pulled her in. It was dark but for light coming from under the doorways on each side. I walked in deeper, eyes adjusting quickly enough to avoid the tables and stacks of chairs on wheeled dollies.

“So am I.” I faced her. “Are you saying no?”

“What are you hoping I’ll say yes to?”

“I’m going to pull that dress up until I can get to these hard nipples.” I pinched them through the dress and she gasped. “Then I’ll bend you over one of these tables and fuck you so hard walking’s going to hurt. Are you saying no?”

“I’m not. But I want to know what’s going on with you.”

“Pull your dress up before I shred it.”

About the Author

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.

Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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/ Shattered Love / Ivy Rose /Excerpt Blitz /

Title: Shattered Love (Shattered Series #1)

Author: Ivy Rose

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 22, 2018

 

Synopsis

 

I’m Avery Carmichael.
This is my story and how I fell in love with a man who only knew how to love fiercely. So fiercely you had to feel it to believe it. He let his guard down with me. I was his sun, his star, his home…only I made a choice that shattered him more than life ever could. The worst thing is if you asked me if I would do it again, my answer would be yes.
Don’t judge me until you know my story & know I will always love Dominic Stone.

 

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Excerpt

© Ivy Rose 2018


This is an unedited excerpt, subject to change.

 

Dominic had always been the bad boy from the other side of the tracks—the wrong side. He was always on a most wanted list, especially with the ladies. The girls followed him around like he was the pied piper and the guys considered him their hero. Me on the other hand, I was the nerd. I always had my head in a book and never thought for a second that Dominic knew my name.

Rumours were he’d only dated college girls and that high school girls weren’t enough for his experienced taste. Dominic looked older for his age so the rumours of the wild parties he attended were believable. He didn’t have a baby face or that lanky awkwardness that most teenagers go through. No, he was defined and cut like a Photoshopped image right out of a magazine. He had a body created only in imagination. His jaw was as chiselled as his cheekbones, his dark hair styled effortlessly. I envied the lucky girl who ran her fingers through it.

Dominic demanded attention when he walked into a room, even though he hardly spoke a word. There was something about him that just mesmerized a crowd. To watch him, to listen to his every word…he was hypnotizing.

Imagine how I must have felt the day he stopped in the corridor and asked me—no he told me—that I was going to prom with him. I was convinced I was on Punk’d. He was Dominic Stone and I was, well, just me. Avery Carmichael

This is my story and how I fell in love with a man who only knew how to love fiercely. So fiercely you had to feel it to believe it. He let his guard down with me. I was his sun, his star, his home…only I made a choice that shattered him more than life ever could. The worst thing is if you asked me if I would I do it again, my answer would be yes!

 

About The Author

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Coming from the land of myths and legends, where the mountains and valleys pass down their stories.

Ivy Rose fell in love with beautiful words and adventure of stories.

Ivy is happily married and mum of 3 amazing girls. Ivy has been writing for years but finally took the plunge to publish this year after two close author friends gave her the much-needed push she needed.

 

 

 

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/ Excerpt Reveal / The Sinister Silhouette / Alex Grayson /

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LUCA

MY EYES FLICKER OPEN when I hear a thump. The first thing I see are my hands still laced together over my stomach. When I lift my head, a dull pain resonates in my neck from staying in the same position for so long. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head back and twist it from side to side, loosening the muscles.

When I scoot my ass back in the seat, I notice the nurse call remote has fallen to the floor. I pick it up, then stand to wind it around one of the rails to keep it from slipping off again.

My body locks in place and my jaw damn near falls to the floor when I look at Jules. She’s lying there with her eyes wide fucking open looking at the ceiling. The first thing I notice is the brilliant color of her eyes. Just like in my dreams, they’re a bright golden amber. She blinks slowly a couple times. She must not see me, because she keeps looking at the ceiling like it’s the most fascinating thing she’s ever seen.

I hold still, not wanting to startle her, but also desperately wanting her eyes directed at me.

Swallowing to wet my suddenly dry throat, I murmur softly, “Jules.”

Her lips part. She blinks a couple more times before her head slowly turns in my direction. The minute her eyes lock on mine, a rush of air leaves my lungs. Fuck, but they are striking.

I don’t get a chance to enjoy her eyes being on me before they fill with fear. I frown, confused at the stark terror forming on her face. I reach out a hand to her to try to quell the fear but drop it when her lips tremble. Her hands clutch the sides of her head as her mouth opens and she lets out a god-awful scream. I stumble back a step and knock into the chair, stunned at her hysterical behavior. She starts thrashing on the bed, her legs kicking the blanket off her as she presses herself as close to the railing as she can to get away from me. The whole time, her wide eyes stay connected with my astonished ones, like she’s accusing me of something.

A nurse rushes in, and I numbly step to the side to give her room. Another rushes in seconds later with a doctor following closely behind. They both go to the other side of the bed.

“NO!” Jules screams over and over again, clutching her head. “NONONO!”

The ache in my chest that’s always present in my dreams is back, except it’s ten times worse. The pain I feel seeing her suffer in the flesh makes the pain of seeing her suffer in my dreams feel like a fucking paper cut. It’s agonizing and all-consuming and takes my damn breath away.

I want nothing more than to go to her, to hold her against me, and make all her fears go away, but it’s me she fears, and that thought tears me apart.

“Mr. Hendrix, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

I ignore the nurse trying to usher me out of the room. I can’t take my eyes off Jules as she fights the doctor and nurses. They yell back and forth to each other as they try to calm her down. I grow angry when they hold her down and stick a needle into her IV. I force my legs to hold still, instead of rushing over and yanking them away. I know they’re professionals and only trying to help her, but I still don’t fucking like it.

“Mr. Hendrix.” The nurse tries again, grabbing my arm. “Theo!”

It’s the use of my brother’s name that has me ripping my eyes away from the distraught girl in the bed. I stare down at the nurse, and her eyes soften in sympathy. “Please, just wait outside until the doctor calms down your wife and assesses her. He’ll come talk to you as soon as he can.”

I don’t correct her on her mistake of thinking I’m my brother. I just give her a stiff nod before looking back at Jules one more time. She’s no longer screaming due to the medicine now running through her veins, but her eyes are still on me. Tears fall from them, soaking the pillow beneath her head, and it makes me want to fall to my knees and scream.

Instead, with one final look and my chest feeling hollow, I turn on my heel and leave the room.

BLURB:

“Luca….”

She whispers my name at night, filling my dreams with her haunting beauty.

Her tormented amber eyes beg me for something I don’t understand, and her agonizing pain becomes my own.

For years, she’s come to me, calling my name.

For years, I’ve never known who she was.

Until now….

About Alex

Alex Grayson is the bestselling author of heart-pounding, emotionally gripping contemporary romance including The Jaded Series, The Consumed Series, and two standalone novels. Her passion for books was reignited by a gift from her sister-in-law intended to distract Alex and help her pass the time while her husband was away for work. After spending several years as a devoted reader and blogger, Alex decided to write and independently publish her first novel in 2014 (an endeavour that took a little longer than expected). The rest, as they say, is history.

Originally a southern girl, Alex now lives in Ohio with her husband, two children, two cats and dog. She loves the colour blue, homemade lasagna, casually browsing real estate, and interacting with her readers. Visit her website, www.alexgraysonbooks.com, or find her on social media!

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/ Excerpt Reveal / Breath of Deceit / Selena Laurence /

There’s more to this mafia prince than meets the eye…
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Cian MacFarlane is the oldest son of Chicago’s reigning crime family. Now the defacto boss of the organization after his father’s retirement, Cian is feared by his enemies and revered by his brothers. But what if Cian isn’t all he seems to be? What if his end game isn’t to maintain his father’s empire but to topple it? As the MacFarlanes broker a deal with the owner of the world’s largest dark web site, Cian brokers a deal with the FBI. But when he meets Lila Rodriguez, a genius hacker working with the dark web, his feelings for her only make life more complex.

Determined to save his brothers, even if it means sacrificing himself, Cian lives moment to moment in a deadly underworld of cybercrime, drug deals, federal agents, and a vengeful parent who won’t hesitate to remind his oldest son what it means to be a MacFarlane. Through it all, Cian fights for his brothers to make it out of Chicagoland crime. But will the pieces fall into place before his breath of deceit is discovered?

*Breath of Deceit is the first volume of The Dublin Devils Series and contains an HEA for certain characters, but readers are forewarned that the MacFarlane family story will continue in three additional novels.

 

LILA

He loaded her dishwasher while she backed out of the FBI system, and ten minutes later, they both stood in her foyer, Cian armed with the information he hoped would stop a war, Lila looking tired as hell.

“Thank you,” he said as he stood gazing at her, knowing he needed to leave, but not wanting to give up the sanctuary of her quiet home just yet. “I’ll have something sent over for your time,” he added. “A bonus if you will.”

“It’s really not—”

“Yeah,” he corrected, “it is.”

She nodded. “Thank you.”

They stared at one another awkwardly for a moment, then he took charge, because that’s what Cian did.

“If the circumstances were different,” he told her, reaching out and cupping her soft cheek in his big palm, “you’d be my reward for a life done well, Lila from Rogue.” Then he leaned down and kissed her chastely on the lips before he turned and left.

The sun was rising as Lila fell into bed. She lay in her underwear and nothing else, the sheets cool against her heated skin. She gently ran her fingertips across her lips, the feel of his breath still warm on her skin.

He’d kissed her, admittedly only a whisper, a flutter of feathered wings that was gone before she’d hardly had time to register it. But her heart had raced, her pulse had jumped, and an hour later, her breath still came faster than normal.

“You’d be my reward.” Lila had never been special to anyone for anything except her hacking skills. But somehow, she knew that wasn’t what he’d meant. No, he’d been talking about her as a woman.

She sighed, unable to stop the small smile that slid across her lips. God, a man like Cian viewing her as a woman—a woman he wanted, no less. It was so far out of her normal worldview, she wasn’t sure what to think of it.

Or at least her head didn’t know what to think of it. The rest of her seemed perfectly able to think about it—fantasize about it, sigh over it like a schoolgirl with a crush on the sexy older guy in Algebra.

She knew it wouldn’t ever happen again, and even if it did, it wouldn’t result in anything. But for that one brief moment, as the sun lit up the cold Chicago sky, Lila allowed herself to imagine what it would be like to have Cian’s hands on her, his lips skating across her skin, his fingers touching her most achy and tender places, his breath coming heavy as he thrust into her. For just a few brief moments, Lila allowed herself to dream about what it would feel like to be wanted by a man like Cian MacFarlane.

And it was spectacular.

 

About Selena

Selena is an award-winning and USA Today bestselling author who writes contemporary romance and romantic suspense as Selena Laurence, and paranormal/UF as Eden Laine. She loves mocha lattes, the mountains in Colorado where she lives, and her Goldendoodle. Her favorite city is London, her favorite color is purple, and her favorite shoes are Converse, but really anything that will get her feet from point A to point B works.

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All they want is everything they can’t have.
Penny…
Yes, yes, I’ve heard the rumours.
The prince is royal, and cocky and has a—well never mind about all that.
The problem is, he’s also my job.
When the King called on me to retrieve the wayward prince, I was ready to walk away.
Then I caught my boyfriend cheating—and suddenly leaving never felt like a better idea.
Sebastian…
I never wanted the throne.
When I left behind my gilded cage of a palace, it all sounded so simple: find my long-lost brother & make him the prince so I don’t have to rule the kingdom like my father expects.
Then I meet my new neighbour, and quickly realize I’ve found the queen of my heart—and bed.
Just one problem, I can’t let her find out who I really am.

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I shook my head. “No. This guy just didn’t seem to understand my disinterest in him. And when I put my drink down, I accidentally kneed him in the balls.”
Sebastian’s eyebrows rose. “You accidentally kneed him in the balls?” 
The guy was still moaning on his knees.
”Yeah, I didn’t mean to do it.” I blinked my eyes as innocently as I could. Then the unthinkable happened. Sebastian’s arm went around me, and his voice went low and deadly as he addressed the guy on the floor still howling and holding the family jewels. “Listen to me. She’s a friend of mine. If I see you near her again, I’ll make your life very difficult. What she did to you on accident will seem like a walk in the park.” 
When he pulled me closer, I tipped my head up to glance at him, eyes wide. I was unprepared for what happened next. Sebastian squeezed me tightly, and I could see the muscle in his jaw twitching. He leaned over and brushed his lips against mine.
Oh God. 
Holy. Shitballs. On. A. Cracker. Pussy down. Pussy down!
The kiss was electric, hot, and quick. And then it was over so soon I couldn’t be sure it had happened. His electric blue gaze bore into mine before he whispered, “Like I said. She’s mine.” 
He let go of me then, and I had to work hard to fight the feeling of emptiness. 
Yeah, that’s right dumbass, you’re not actually his.

 

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What good is a King without his Queen?
Sebastian…
I never wanted the crown, but now it’s mine.
Instead of my freedom–instead of her.
But even though she’s not mine to keep, I can’t seem to stay away.
Penny…
The moment he became king, I knew we were over.
Now I’ve returned home some kind of conquering hero.
If only they all knew that we’d both lost our hearts.
If only I could stay out of the royal bed.
What good is being cocky if you can’t get what you want?

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About the Author:
USA Today Bestselling Author, NANA MALONE’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since.
With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters. Waiting for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana, meantime works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
The books in her series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble best seller lists as well as the iTunes Breakout Books list and most notably the USA Today Bestseller list.
Until that ninja job comes through, you’ll find Nana working hard on additional books for her series as well as other fun, sassy romances for characters that won’t leave her alone. And if she’s not working or hiding in the closet reading, she’s acting out scenes for her husband, daughter and puppy in sunny San Diego.
Want to hit me up? Just email me: nana@nanamaloneromance.com

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/ Excerpt Reveal / Regretfully Yours / Sunniva Dee /

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This mafia forbidden romance is one you WON’T REGRET!
Regretfully Yours by Sunniva Dee releases on APRIL 17th
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Our relationship was a sin, they said, but how can it be a sin to love so deeply?

She shouldn’t have listened to them.
Shouldn’t have left us behind.
You can’t help whom you love, and without Silvina, I didn’t give a damn.

A mafia prince without a cause is a rebel with nothing to lose.

My brother owned an adult entertainment studio.
He wanted me nowhere near it. Thankfully, his competition did.
I auditioned. Landed a contract.
It’s how I took my sins to a new level, my up-yours to la famiglia.

Until Silvina was kidnapped, and my world was thrown upside down.

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EXCERPT:

“You know what I love most?” I opened one pearly pink button at a time down her shirt. Once I was done, I spread the shirt open so her simple white bra was the only thing covering her beautiful little breasts. Between them, her ribs showed beneath olive flesh, small ridges lifting and sinking while she waited for my next move.

I let my eyes run over her, starting with her eyes, moving down to the center of her chest. I strayed to the left, right above the rim of her bra, and saw what will always make the world fade around me.

Her heart.

Steadily speeding up, it thudded against her ribs, meeting me with the worship I felt for her. I ripped my shirt off. Leaped to the door and locked it. My urgency made her laugh, and I loved, loved making her laugh.

“You’re killing me,” I whispered. Slowly, I lowered myself until I fitted my heart against hers. Heavy, I kept us joined, my heart absorbing her rhythm. We breathed together, and kissing her neck, I reveled in the sensation of her love against my skin.

“Do you feel me?” I asked. With my lips, I tickled her ear. I moved a lock of hair away with my tongue, making her husk out a laugh again.

“You’re obsessed with hearts,” she whispered, funny. Serious.

Can you? I feel you.” I thrusted my cock against her thigh. Too low, I didn’t hit her core, but that was okay. I’d do that soon anyway. For now, it was our hearts that concerned me. I wanted us to share this. Her rhythm thrummed through my chest, and I wanted it to carry into every bone of my body.

“You make me breathe too fast.”

I pulled up to look into her eyes. Mischievous, they backed up the blush of her cheeks.

“You like me on top of you. Admit it.”

“Okay.”

“I heard that. You’re panting.” I pulled her lower lip into my mouth, and she arched her back from the mattress, meeting my thrusts.

“Give me more.” Her words were the hottest sighs stirring each ounce of me into action. Still, I held back. There was nothing like those seconds of insanity, of knowing the pleasure to come with the one person that was made for you only.

My Silvina. My Ina. Ina mia.

“See, I can’t do that. There are rules, you know,” I said.

“And what are those?” Always in sync with me, her voice was playful too.

“You don’t know?” I licked along the fleshy tip of her lower lip, dipping inside and finding her tongue. I sucked on her mouth, savoring our kiss until she moaned out her impatience with me. God, I loved her impatience.

I rolled her over so she was sprawled on top of me. “The rule is that our hearts have to beat together.”

“They do. They do. Come on, baby.”

“Your heart beats perfectly against me, but you haven’t felt mine yet.” I pressed her closer, aligning us, sneaking one hand inside the rim of her skirt, wiggling it under the lining of her panties. I pressed downward until I had one delicious ass cheek cupped in my palm. “God, I love you so much.”

“I feel your heart every day.”

“Only when you sleep on it. But now. Feel it now.”

She squirmed, and I loosened my arms so she could shift downward like she wanted to. The top of Ina mia’s head reached my Adam’s apple, the bliss-filled pain of her shifting downward made me groan.

Winded, she puffed out her amusement, and I forgot to breathe as she stilled over me, ear flat against the left side of my chest. Exhaling quietly, she listened, and in that moment, everything I’d ever felt for her congregated as a pack of dynamite in my chest.

“Anything?” I whispered.

At first, she didn’t answer. My hand moved, enjoying the dip between her thinnest, softest rib and her waist. I closed my eyes. It wasn’t the first time we’d worried about our future. It wouldn’t be the last. But it might have been the first time I realized that each moment with her could be our last.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Your heart is talking to me.”

“What’s it saying?”

“All the things.”

I let out a snort. “All the things, huh? Is it happy? Sad? Mad? Oh, it’s mad.”

“Nah. Your heart is in love.”

“Really?” I collected the long, thick strands of hair spread over her back in a makeshift ponytail. Then, I angled her face toward me. “With what?”

“With mine.”

Che sorpresa.”
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About the Author:
I’m a lover of everything beautifully written no matter the genre.
As an author, I pen flawed characters. I seek the flip side where the soul hides, and once there, I want to be pulled out of my comfort zone by stories that take on a life of their own.I’ve committed paranormal and young adult books. I’ve done contemporary romance verging on erotica, and I’ve dabbled in supernatural mystery. But my heart is anchored in new adult of the true kind: unapologetic young adult that’s all grown up, with conflicts and passions familiar to college-aged readers and people who remember those days like they happened last night.
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