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Keeping Happily Ever After by Elena Aitken is now live!

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Will chasing her dreams mean leaving love behind?

Firefighter, Jeremy Davis loves his life in Glacier Falls and small town living has been good to him with great friends, a job he loves, a promotion on the horizon and now, a woman he is very quickly falling in love with.
 
Making a career out of her passion for music has always been Bella Burton’s dream. And now, against all odds it looks as if that dream is about to come true.
 
She’s falling hard for Jeremy, but his life is and always will be in Glacier Falls. It’s an impossible choice between two futures when chasing her dreams might mean leaving something–or someone–behind. 

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Meet Elena


Elena Aitken is a USA Today Bestselling Author of more than forty romance and women’s fiction novels. The mother of ‘grown up’ twins, Elena now lives with her very own mountain man in the heart of the very mountains she writes about. She can often be found with her toes in the lake and a glass of wine in her hand, dreaming up her next book and working on her own happily ever after.

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Release Blitz: Wild Ride by Kim Loraine

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Wild Ride by Kim Loraine is now live!

I have thirty days to make my wife fall in love with me.

The biggest rivalry in Sunrise, Montana is the feud between the ranch families of the Rykers and the Wildes. And it’s only grown stronger over the years.
So what happens when a Wilde and a Ryker wake up in Vegas, in the same bed, hungover, and…married?
Sutton Wilde and Sera Ryker are in for one Wild Ride.

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Kim Loraine was raised a Navy brat but spent most of her life growing up in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. A proper Washingtonian, she’s addicted to coffee, doesn’t let a little rain ruin her day, and thinks the sun is a gift from God. When not chasing her three little minions around, Kim spends her time writing, reading, and binge watching Doctor Who.

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Cover Reveal: Jegudiel by Tillie Cole

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Synopsis

They are the Fallen.

A brotherhood of murderers whose nature compels them to kill. But guided by their leader, Gabriel, the Fallen have learned to use their urges to rid the world of those it is better off without.

Control. Diel has spent his entire life under it. His childhood years were spent in the sadistic captivity of the Brethren. Now the Fallen are free, but the monster that lives inside Diel is not—can not be. The darkness within is curbed by an electric collar, the only thing that stops Diel from killing everyone in his path.

Diel’s monster yearns for freedom—the freedom to tear apart Brethren priests, as many as possible, one after the other in a frenzied, liberating spree. When Diel is granted a taste of that freedom, he expects bloodlust, violence, death.

He didn’t expect to find her.

The Fallen are not the only ones chasing the destruction of the Brethren. They were not the only ones to suffer at the priests’ hands. This Diel discovers when he stumbles upon Noa, second in command of the Coven, a group of women who are intent on bringing the Brethren down.

From the second they collide, Noa seems to understand Diel in a way that no one ever has before. She is unafraid of his rage, the bloodthirsty monster that dwells within him.

Because there is a darkness inside Noa too, and it recognises the one in Diel as if it is the missing half of her soul. For years she has tried to suppress it, but as she is inescapably drawn to the fury-filled man in the collar, she starts to wonder if she can keep up the fight.

She starts to wonder if she even should…

Dark contemporary romance. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language, and topics some may find triggering. Recommended for age 18 years and up.

About the author

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

After several years living in Italy, Canada and the USA, Tillie has now settled back in her hometown in England, with her husband and new son.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than spending time with her little family, curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, and convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that last square of chocolate.

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Blog Tour: All The Beautiful Things by Stacey Lynn

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“An emotional and thought-provoking romance fueled by a page-turning suspense.” – Jewel E. Ann, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author

All the Beautiful Things, the highly anticipated conclusion to the unforgettable Love & Lies Duet by Stacey Lynn is available now!

She’d been betrayed too many times to hand over her trust.
I’d lost too many people to love too easily.

Together, we were a mess. A constant struggle for peace. Yet it was in each other we found everything we were looking for.
Until tragedy struck and I feared the worst.
Pushing her away would have been the best. Kept us safe and unshaken.

But it was too late. My little fighter had determined what she wanted, and she was willing to go down swinging to finally earn her happily ever after.

It was her determination that kept us together, even through the worst of it.
If we finally made it to the other side, all the ugly things we’d survived could lead to something beautiful.

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Excerpt from All the Ugly Things:

She worked in a shithole diner and probably lived in a shithole place when she was the daughter of a state judge, probably grew up in private schools with a Mercedes gifted to her on her sixteenth birthday and more money than my own parents had. This shouldn’t be her life.
She’s better than this. Better than her circumstance and I believe her. She just needs someone to help.
The memory of Melissa’s pleading eyes made me squeeze my own eyes shut. “Fucking bleeding heart.”
Since she could walk, she had a calling to save everything from kittens and frogs and turtles in the road to classmates and children where she worked.
One last request. Promise me.
I’d wanted to throttle her slim, pale throat.
I gripped the door handle and scowled at the silver-plated handle, before I threw it open.
“Happy now?” I asked, and somehow, I knew she was.
Lilly was still in the back when I entered. Where Dad said she always stood, there was an old laptop with notebooks spread open. I took the seat at the far end and waited, snagging a menu from the counter on my way.
The food was cheap, basic diner food, perfect for the clientele a place like this brought in. Greasy, thick burgers, patty melts, and Reubens. Sandwiches and burgers and two salad options.
It was late enough none of it appealed to me. Probably why my dad came for the pies.
Fortunately for me, he’d said they were the best he’d ever tasted, and I’d inherited his sweet tooth.
The creak of old, squeaky door hinges rang out and I lifted my head.
Lilly came out carrying a tray stacked with food, focused on the four-top. I didn’t move for fear of distracting her. Not a great first impression to make if she ended up covered in grease and condiments.
The guys at the table did more shoulder-slapping, whooping and hollering like they were watching the Super Bowl and not their food being delivered. I kept my eyes on them, waiting for one to give me a reason to put an end to all of them. The dark-haired guy would be first. He sat at the outer edge of the booth and as Lilly leaned forward to deliver a tray to the guy next to him, his hand hovered inches from her backside.
The blond across the table egged him on with a nod but she stood back, put space between them, and barked, “Even think of touching me and none of you are leaving with your dicks still attached to your body.”
“Oohh. I’ll show you mine happily,” one said, hands dropping to his lap.
She glared at him, resting bitch face I was certain she learned in prison firmly in place. It didn’t look right on her. Too hard. Too forced.
What would she have been like as a smiling, happy teenager before life was stolen from her?
Damn it. I felt it then. That pull my dad had when he first saw her.
She’d lost too much.

Meet Stacey Lynn:

Stacey Lynn likes her coffee with a dash of sugar, her heroes with a side of bossy, and her wine a deep shade of red.

The author of over thirty romance novels, many of which have been best-selling titles on Amazon, AppleBooks, and Barnes & Noble, she loves being able to turn her vivid imagination into a career that brings entertainment and joy to her readers. Focused on sports romance and emotional, small-town romance, she also loves stretching herself in different genres.

Born in Texas and raised in the Midwest, she now makes her home in North Carolina and loves all things Southern. Together with her ultimate tall, dark, and handsome hero, she has four children. Her life is a chaotic mess that fights with her Type-A, list-making, neurotically organized preferences and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Cover Re-Reveal: Hot Heir by Pippa Grant

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COVER RE-REVEAL

Title: Hot Heir

Authors: Pippa Grant

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Cover Design: Lori Jackson

Photo: Wander Aguiar

Release Date: August 31, 2018

BLURB

If I’d known he had dimples, I never would’ve agreed to marry him.

Some people are born for parenthood.

Not me.

But I’m about to get it anyway, since there’s no one else who can take care of my wild child baby sister. I’m supposed to be spending my days running a flight adventure company with my best friend, but instead, I’m inadvertently getting myself into trouble, just trying to do the right thing and keep her out of trouble, to the point that it’s clear I cannot do this on my own.

But who else would want to help us?

Turns out, my biggest enemy.

Mr. Tall, Dark, and Cranky just inherited a country, but in order for Amoria to crown him as King—you know, that job they give to people with no more demanding qualifications than flared nostrils, proper manners, and a taste for crumpets—he needs a wife. Now. Obviously the only person he would ask is as irresistible (and desperate) as me.

And I see no better way to prove I’m ready to take care of my sister than to wear the crown of a queen. No one’s ever found fault with royalty, and hey, the job comes with round-the-clock security.

Except in return for helping save my sister, Mr. I’m-Not-Sure-You’re-Even-A-Real-Prince Viktor tells me he needs the teeniest, tiniest favor. You see, he doesn’t just need help saving his crown. He needs help saving his country.

Remember when I said no one ever found fault with royalty? Try asking that question after you see your frazzled face under the front-page headline of a small country’s leading gossip mag…

Hot Heir is a romping fun marriage of convenience romance between a surprise heir and a southern hot mess, complete with the bedroom to end all bedrooms, a run-down alpaca, and that thing with the hot air balloon. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends with a royally awesome happily ever after.

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EXCERPT

Taking a bullet or a knife, I can do.

But soothing a terrified, sobbing, otherwise competent woman is not something I’ve often—ever—accomplished successfully, nor have I ever found myself in many situations in which it was necessary.

I stroke her back, and gradually, they both cry themselves out.

Which is good, because seeing a chink in Peach’s armor is bloody terrifying.

“Papaya,” she says, her voice thick and wobbly, “you’re on kitchen duty for the next four weeks.”

What?”

“And if you get fired by the chef, you’ll be on maid duty. And if you get fired by the maids, you’ll be shoveling shit in the stables. And you don’t get to see Fred until your chores are done.”

I suck in a surprised breath.

Papaya gasps. “You can’t do that.”

“And if you don’t show up for kitchen duty, you won’t be going to Joey’s wedding next weekend.” She swipes at her eyes, which silences any objections I might have to keeping track of Papaya whilst Peach is away for a week. “You scared the ever-loving patootles out of me. I thought you were kidnapped. And instead, you’re here, spooking the daylights out of these poor guards who were trained on an invalid king who couldn’t even get out of his own bed to pee.”

Ah. I’m beginning to see from whom Papaya gets her creativity.

And it hasn’t escaped my notice that Peach is still leaning on me.

My knees are going quite numb from squatting, but I could crouch here for hours if that was what was required to make her feel better.

“You have two choices.” Her voice is growing steadier, more Peach-like. “You do your punishment, and we’ll find you a better outlet for all your creative energy, or we’re going to have one hell of a rough year.”

Papaya scowls. Her tears have also left her. “I don’t like those choices.”

“They’re what you’ve got.”

“I want to go home and live with my daddy.”

Peach’s entire body goes so rigid, I have to stop myself from grabbing Papaya and dangling her by the ankle for being such an ungrateful arse.

“He lost the privilege to keep you.” Peach’s voice wobbles again. “Meemaw and me and Viktor and Alexander and Samuel are what you’ve got.”

An emotion I cannot name blooms in my chest, swells into my throat, and renders me momentarily tongue-tied.

She’s just claimed us all as family.

“Get up. I want that armor shined and sparkling before it goes back where it belongs in the tower study, and don’t you dare give me any lip, or you’ll be shining and sparkling every single suit of armor in this whole entire castle if you so much as think at me wrong.”

I swallow hard, wishing my own voice were not so much more husky than I intend it to be. It seems emotions are going around. “I believe there are fifty more stored in the dungeons, my lady.”

My shirt is damp and cold where the tears from Peach’s cheek have soaked through, I’ve nearly watched a teenage girl outwit and terrify an entire team of guards who were quite ready to maim, if not outright kill her, and I’m playing parent for the first time in my life.

Being a team.

With Peach.

It’s disconcerting at best.

Irresistibly attractive at worst.

I’ve a kingdom to run. There’s no time to fall for my wife.

But I fear it might be too late.

AUTHOR BIO

Pippa Grant is a USA Today Bestselling author who writes romantic comedies that will make tears run down your leg. When she’s not reading, writing or sleeping, she’s being crowned employee of the month as a stay-at-home mom and housewife trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, all the while fantasizing about long walks on the beach with hot chocolate chip cookies.

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Release Blitz: Little Lies by Elena M. Reyes

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Little Lies by Elena M. Reyes is now live!

Always, my pretty girl.

I AM DARKNESS.
I AM SIN.
I AM YOURS.


A truth imprinted onto my skin–its sharp vines digging into my flesh as our bond strengthens with each shallow intake of breath my love takes. Her life is intertwined with the devil, a man who hungers for depravity and death, and yet, I bend my knee for her.

Only her. Always her.

She is mine and I will kill to protect. Kill to own her.

Gabriella Moore will never leave me. Not by choice or circumstance.

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Elena M. Reyes is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.

As a small child, she was always intrigued by all forms of art: whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure, but it wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world.

She’s a short and sassy Latina with an adorable pup, a kiddo that keeps her on her toes, and a husband who claims she’ll cause him to go bald prematurely. Lol

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Release Blitz: The Complete Stars Duet by Amie Knight

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The Stars Duet Boxed Set, including the complete The Stars Series including the bonus story Christmas Beneath the Stars from Amie Knight, is available now!

Beneath His Stars
I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky.
He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn’t belong in the dark.
Nevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine.
I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante.
With the world at my fingertips, I was well on my way to being another spoiled socialite.
But I didn’t want money.
I didn’t want social status.
I wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all.
It didn’t matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks.
It didn’t matter that my family forbade me from seeing him.
I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.

In Her Space
I was reunited with Livingston Montgomery in the broad sunshine of a Carolina morning, right where she belonged; in the light.
It’d been too long since I’d seen her face.
She had changed, but so had I.
I was Adam Nova, reformed bad boy. Now, successful business man.
I had it all, except for the one person I’d always wanted, and now I was back to claim her.
She was living in the shadows, just a shell of the former girl I knew.
But it didn’t matter that she tried to hide from me in the dark.
I’d follow her into the deepest depths of hell.
I just wanted to be In Her Space.

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Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma’s books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn’t reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to ’90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can’t imagine living anywhere other than the South.

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Sneak Peek: Wild North by JB Salsbury

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Sneak Peek: Wild North by JB Salsbury

Wild North, an all-new standalone romance with a broody and swoon-worthy mountain man from New York Times bestselling author JB Salsbury, is coming May 18th and we have the first look!

Jordan 

I’m warm. 

The temperature is the first thing I recognize as I wake up in a strange place. I blink open my eyes, grateful to see more clearly as I stare at the horizontal logs of a ceiling. Heat blazes from my left side. I cautiously turn my head to see a fire through the soot-stained glass of a woodstove. Everything is quiet except for the distant sound of wind and rain. Heavy weight presses down on me from my toes to my throat, and the musky scent of wet animal hangs heavy in the air. I wiggle my fingers on my stomach and realize I’m wearing nothing but my long underwear. I tilt my chin to see layers of weighted blankets covering me—no, not blankets. Animal hides. 

I work my mouth and clear my dry throat. My lips are rough and cracked as I lick them with a parched tongue. I try to think back. To remember how I ended up here. Did I manage to crawl here on my own? Is this heaven? Hell?

I try to swivel my head slowly, taking in as much of the space as I can with only the muted light from the fire to expose my surroundings. Everything outside the fire’s glow is black. I need to sit up and get to my feet. As I take a deep breath to gather my strength, my ribcage roars in protest. 

“Ow, fuck.” A moan works its way up my throat as I lie helplessly on my back. Tears spring to my eyes. Shallowly breathing, I lift my head then try to wedge my elbow underneath. I cry out in pain and drop my head back. 

Don’t move.” The deep, booming command comes from somewhere in the dark.

“Who are you?” My voice is weak and shaky and doesn’t sound like my own. A rush of energy fuels my muscles, and I attempt to move again. Gritting my teeth through the pain, I roll to my side toward the heat source. 

“I wouldn’t do that,” the masculine voice says in a tone so deep it’s almost hard to hear. 

Sweat breaks on my brow. My teeth clench until my jaw aches. I breathe through my nose, waiting for the pain to subside. That’s when I see a large mason jar filled with what looks like water sitting within arm’s reach. I scramble for it and slosh some over the rim while sloppily bringing it to my mouth. With greedy gulps, I down the glass, and water streams down my neck to my chest because of the odd angle. With a blissful sigh, I ease to my back with relief. 

“Can I have more water, please?” My voice already sounds better, stronger. 

He doesn’t answer. 

“Hello?” I stare blindly at the roof of what I’ve gathered to be a log cabin. “Did you bring me here?”

Silence. 

“Where am I?” 

He’s so quiet in the dark, I wonder if he’s disappeared. 

“Do you have a phone? A car? I need a hospital. I slipped and fell. I remember tumbling and—” I gingerly reach up and touch my shoulder, moving my fingers over it, and press on the tender muscles. “I think I landed in a ditch or something. I blacked out. I don’t remember how long…” Was I lying there, dying, for days? “What day is it?” 

My questions are met with more silence. 

“Are you there—”

The sound of wood scraping on wood echoes around me, and I feel the air in the room shift. We must be in a small space because I can hear every step he takes. Wood creaks under his weight, and in the dim light of the fire, I see the faint outline of a large man, the yellow light glinting off his tan, bare torso as he climbs a ladder and disappears into more darkness. 

“Hello?” 

The rustling of blankets is my only response. 

“Why won’t you answer me—”

Go to sleep.” Another growled, irritated command. 

A flutter of panic works its way to my chest. Who is this guy? And what does he plan to do with me?

The question sends a ripple of fear through me. I’m completely helpless at the mercy of what could be a deranged outsider living like a wild animal in the mountains. 

Not exactly the kind of thoughts that usher in sleep. 

Alexander 

A woman. 

A woman in my fucking space. And the only person I have to blame for this royal shitstorm is myself. 

But what should I have done? Left her out there to die? And she would surely have died. She was nearly hypothermic when I found her, and that was before the temperature dropped and the storm rolled in. 

Goddammit, how unlucky can one son of a bitch be?

My answer lies in the form of a woman injured and obnoxiously curious on my cabin floor. 

After a sleepless night, I feel her eyes on me before my foot hits the last rung of the ladder from my sleeping platform. My grip on the wood tightens, and I rein in my frustration at her intrusion. When I turn around, I’m surprised to see her sitting up, her back to the wall, still mostly covered in deer hides. Her fiery gray eyes are unflinching as I scowl back at her. 

Yeah, I can ask questions, too. Like, how the hell is she sitting up with what I’m guessing is at least one broken rib? And how utterly stupid does a person have to be to wonder the Adirondack Mountains alone and untrained in survival? And furthermore, why the hell is she looking at me like I’m the one who pushed her off that ridge rather than the man who saved her life?

I rip my gaze from hers, not because she wins, but because my guess is she’ll be glaring at me all day, and I have more important shit to do than play the blinking game with this unwelcome pain in the ass. 

After tossing more wood into the fire, I pull back the rustic shutters on the window to check the weather. “Shit,” I mumble to myself as I become aware of the grim truth.

An ice storm holds me prisoner inside my own cabin with a woman who irritates the fuck out of me by simply breathing. And it’s my fault she’s still breathing.

I go about making my breakfast, uncomfortably aware of her watching my every move. The kettle on the woodstove is already steaming, and I pull out my single bowl as well as a mason jar and add instant oatmeal. I pull out my instant coffee and grind my molars when I consider having to share my limited resources with my unwanted guest. 

“Hello,” she says behind me. “Can you at least look at me when I’m talking to you?” 

My hands freeze on the mason jar. An old memory nips at my nerves, causing an internal storm to simmer with a threat to rage. Abandoning breakfast, I grab my coat, slip on my boots, and throw open the front door, sending a gust of freezing ice inside.

“Where are you go—”

Her words are silenced by the door clanging behind me and the roar of the wind in my ears. I push through the waves of stinging ice to the outhouse, where I close myself inside, grateful for the slice of privacy.

If only the weather were clear, I’d have a shot at getting her out of here and back to wherever she came from. But neither of us is going anywhere until the storm moves through.


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Synopsis

To me, he was Grizzly.
To the world, I would learn, he’s someone else completely.

I should have died on that mountain.
But he rescued me.

More animal than man, he’s cold, distant, and fiercely territorial. He seems to hate me for simply breathing, and yet, he brought me back to life.

After my return to the city, I can’t stop thinking about him. His rough hands, intense glare, and the way he cared for me as if I meant something to him.

He tells me he’s dangerous. That I’m not safe around him. I would eventually understand why he warned me away. But by then it’s too late. My heart is his.

About JB Salsbury
JB Salsbury, New York Times Best Selling author of The Fighting Series, lives in Phoenix, Arizona, with her husband and two kids. She spends the majority of her day lost in a world of battling alphas, budding romance, and impossible obstacles as stories claw away at her subconscious, begging to be released to the page.

Her love of good storytelling led her to earn a degree in Media Communications. With her journalistic background, writing has always been at the forefront, and her love of romance prompted her to write her first novel.

Since 2013 she has published six bestselling novels in The Fighting Series and won a RONE Award.

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Blog Tour: Merciless Hunter by Faith Summers

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She should have run away from me when she had the chance…

Merciless Hunter, an all-new standalone dark romance from USA Today bestselling author Faith Summers, is available now!

I was on a mission of retribution and vengeance:
find my son then make my enemies pay for kidnapping him and killing my wife.
Then I met her.
Olivia made a big mistake when she tried to trick me.
I’m the leader of a blood-thirsty brotherhood.
In the Bratva the rules are simple:
An eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
Enemies will always be enemies.
Try to fool me, and you pay with your life.
Except this beautiful angel managed to enchant me.
So I make her my prisoner.
A captive at the mercy of my desire.
One taste and I don’t want to let her go.
One taste and I want to make her mine.
When danger comes knocking, our fates crash together.
Locked in a web of deceit and betrayal.
Tangled in secrets and lies.
I thought I had nothing left to lose.
Until my enemies take her.
Love has no place for a dark soul like me.
But I’ll walk through the fires of hell to get her back.

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“Where do we go from here?   Where do we even start?”

That is the real problem. What do we do with this information? 

“My best guess is that our next move should be to go to L.A. and find a way to see what Aiden Romanov knows,” Amy replies. 

“But who can go?” Mom rasps. It’s another good question. 

“I was thinking I could—” Amy begins but I cut her off by raising my hand. 

“No. If your next words were to go to L.A. then it’s a no,” I answer and Mom nods. 

“We are not putting you in any more danger,” Mom agrees.

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you,” I say.  “Please tell me Jude won’t know you helped us.”

“No, he won’t. My contact works outside the realms of everything, and that’s why I didn’t use any of my devices at work or at home.   He will never know.”

“Good. I think that’s it. You should stop helping now.”

“I can’t just stop helping. What are you going to do?” Her brows pinch and the worry I saw earlier in her bright green eyes intensifies. 

What am I going to do? 

That’s such a good question. 

Eric’s in captivity, and if I marry Jude, the same fate awaits me. Marrying him will be the anchor to my hell. 

I will be in captivity, and what do I think is going to happen to Mom? 

If Jude can threaten my life so easily and tell me fucked up shit about not wanting something to happen to me after the wedding, what do I really think he’ll do to my mother? 

If he can make my brother disappear for five years, can I be foolish enough to think worse won’t happen to me? 

This is just the tip of the shit and…I have a really bad idea. 

An idea which takes residence in my soul with each passing second. “I’ll go,”I say and they both look at me as if I’ve just lost my mind. 

It’s laughable because I wonder the same. 

Have I gone crazy? 

Do I really think I can save Eric and change things? 

Stop Jude? 

Find Aiden and do what? 

I have no plan and I’m just me. 

Olivia Markov. 

There’s nothing special about me. 

But I’d sure as fuck prefer to walk in the valley of the shadow of death, in the lair of beasts, than sign my life away to Jude Kuzmin. 

“No,” Mom blurts. “Olivia no.”

“Then what? What should we do?   Leave things as they are? Leave Eric to die in captivity?   You want me to marry Jude so he can accidentally kill me, then kill you?”

“Olivia it’s dangerous.”

“Don’t you think I know that.”

“Olivia, I have to agree with your mother,” Amy says.  “Aiden Romanov is a very dangerous man, and we have no idea what the newly found Syndicate members are like.”

You’re telling me this, and you were offering to go?”

“Eric is my friend. I just want to help.”

“You have babies.”

“I know, and I…  I just feel bad I can’t do more.”

“You’ve helped enough.”

“But we’re stuck. How are you even going to escape? There are guards everywhere, and they’re with you twenty-four seven.”

And if I escape Mom’s dead. There must be a way around this. 

When I think about yesterday when I saw Jude and the way he treated me I shudder inwardly. 

He wants us to focus on that fucking wedding, and every time the word is mentioned I feel like I want to die. 

I close my eyes and the thought of the wedding stirs an idea in my mind. An idea that just might work. My eyes snap open and I look at Amy and then at Mom.

“I think I might have come up with something. Something that will get me to Aiden Romanov.”

About Faith
Faith Summers is the Dark Contemporary Romance pen name of USA Today Bestselling Author, Khardine Gray.
Warning !! Expect wild romance stories of the scorching hot variety with the kind of alpha male bad boys best reserved for your fantasies.

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Release Blitz: Black Knight by Lynn Raye Harris

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Title: Black Knight

Series: Black’s Bandits #4

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Military Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 11, 2021

BLURB

She doesn’t know who she is… or why someone’s trying to kill her. 

When hardened mercenary Jared Fraser finds a woman bleeding in the snow outside his remote cabin, he takes her in and patches her up, intending to get her back to her life and out of his as quickly as possible.

But Liberty King is a special case. She shows signs of recent abuse, and she can’t remember who she is – the only hint is a necklace with a name engraved on it.

When three men track her down with hunting dogs, Jared will do whatever it takes to protect her. Then he’ll move mountains to find out what’s locked away inside her head. What he won’t do is fall for her, no matter how much her innocent eyes and sweet smile make him want more. 

But when a new danger strikes, Jared realizes that some choices were never his to make…

She needs a knight in shining armor. He is one.

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“You okay?”

She turned her head. She had the blanket beneath her chin and she smiled weakly. “Fine. You?”

“Perfectly. But I’m not the one who looks worried about something.”

Her brow furrowed. “I think I don’t like how isolated we are. And that we have no power. When the lights were on, I could pretend everything was normal.”

“We have lights, heat, and food. It’ll be fine.”

“But what if the generator stops working? Or what if it runs out of gas? Then what?”

“Even without lights, we have a cord of firewood and a gas stove. We can stay warm and eat.”

She nibbled her lip. He watched, feeling oddly fascinated by the sight. There was a flicker of interest deep inside, no matter how much he might want to deny it. He didn’t know what it was about this woman, but he was drawn in by her gestures, her laughter, her chatter—and even her silence.

“I guess we’d have to be stranded for a month or so to really be in trouble, right?”

“At least. And we won’t be, Libby. Look at this like a snow day from work. It’s bad right now and the snow trucks can’t keep up, so it’s best to stay home. But in a day or two, the main arteries are clear and people are heading back to work and school. I’ve been in far worse situations, believe me.”

She looked interested. “Really? Like what?”

He leaned back in his chair and watched the flame. He’d been in worse situations, yes. But which ones could he actually tell her about without scaring the piss out of her?

“I had to go to Alaska for a mission once,” he began. “We were after a guy who’d done some bad things, and he was heading into the wilderness. He was a survivalist and he had a two day head start.”

“What kind of bad things?”

“Not important to the story.” And not something he could talk about either. National security shit to do with satellites and top secret facilities. “What is important is that there were two of us in pursuit, and on the fifth day, when we’d left the last supply station behind two days before that, our snowmobiles stopped running.”

“Both of them? At the same time?”

He nodded. “Yep. Rascal and I were in a bit of a bind. Our snowmobiles had been sabotaged, but it was so subtle as to not be apparent until they quit. Which they did in the middle of nowhere. We had a tent and enough food for two weeks, but no way out except on skis. And there was a blizzard coming.”

Her eyes were big. “What did you do?”

“We radioed for help, but we had to dig in and build a shelter. The wind was brutal, and the cold was biting. We huddled in that shelter for two days with no external heat and only MREs. We were both pretty worried we weren’t going to survive, but then it happened.”

She was holding her breath. “What?”

“The storm broke, the sun came out, and we survived. We found our survivalist. He drove his snowmobile off a cliff, probably due to low visibility, and broke a leg. He froze to death because he couldn’t move.”

Libby’s eyes were huge now. “Oh my god, that’s horrible.”

Jared shrugged. He kind of wished he hadn’t told her that last part. Too late now. “He was a horrible person, Libby. He caused deaths, even if he didn’t pull the trigger himself. And he betrayed his country. He would have caused more death and destruction if he hadn’t been stopped.”

“It sounds like a Mission Impossible movie.”

Jared laughed. “Sometimes it does.”

“What’s an MRE?”

“It’s a prepackaged meal ready to eat used by the military. No microwave necessary.”

She accepted that information and moved on. Typical Libby, he was coming to realize. “And your friend is named Rascal?”

“It’s a call sign or code name, whatever you prefer to think of it as. A lot of guys in Special Ops have them instead of using their given names.”

“Do you?”

He should have known she would ask. “I did.”

She gave him a look. “And?”

He hadn’t used the name in a long time, for many reasons, but he suddenly wanted to say it aloud again. He wanted to hear it for the first time in years. “It was Knight with a K. I don’t use it anymore.”

“Why not? It sounds pretty cool to me.”

He didn’t know what to say. The name felt good on his tongue, and yet he’d left it behind when he’d left the Air Force. “I just don’t. It’s part of my past, not my present.”

“How did you get it?”

He went to poke the fire, wishing he’d never mentioned it. He should have known she wouldn’t let it be. Libby was curious and she asked questions. Lots of questions. But there were too many feelings tangled up with that name, and he wasn’t prepared to examine them right now. “It’s not important,” he said, a bit more sharply than he’d intended.

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Lynn Raye Harris is a Southern girl, military wife, wannabe cat lady, and horse lover. She’s also the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM Ⓡ SERIES of military romances, and 20 books about sexy billionaires for Harlequin.

A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, one fluffy princess of a cat, and a very spoiled American Saddlebred horse who enjoys bucking at random in order to keep Lynn on her toes.

Lynn’s books have been called “exceptional and emotional,” “intense,” and “sizzling” – and have sold in excess of 4.5 million copies worldwide.

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