Friday, 21 February 2020

Cover Reveal - Absolution by Autumn Grey




Title: Absolution
Series: Grace Trilogy #3
Author: Autumn Grey
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Okay Creations
Photo: Lindee Robinson Photography
Models: Andrew & Angel
Release Date: April 24, 2020



Blurb

We made mistakes and betrayed our hearts, and in the end, everything went up in flames.
Walking away from the devastation is not an option. I am at the center of it all. 
There are three hearts on the line and only one choice to make.
One heart to keep and one to let go.
Love is like poison, and sometimes it’s the only thing that can save us.







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Autumn enjoys writing angsty romance, featuring flawed and quirky characters and hard-won happy ever afters. When she’s not working as a nurse assistant, you’ll find her behind keyboard writing stories, or curled up on the couch with a book. Her work has been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After.

She lives with her two children and one fur baby, enjoys good wine and binge-watching TV shows whenever she can.


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Cover Reveal - Hurt to Love by Nikki J Summers




Title: Hurt to Love
Author: Nikki J Summers
Genre: Dark Romance/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Sarah Paige, Opium House Creatives
Release Date: March 6, 2020



Blurb

After darkness, always comes the light.

The darkness is where I’ve lived ever since they took me all those months ago. Dragging me into the shadows to play their sick and twisted games. I don’t know why they took me. They talk about an eye for an eye, but I don’t know these men. How can I be punished for a sin I know nothing about? A sin I didn’t commit.

They love to watch me suffer, they live to make my life hell. I thought my life was over.

Until him.

He blazed through my darkness like a lightning bolt, shining through the void of nothingness. He was a force to be reckoned with.

They thought they’d broken me, that somehow they’d won. But they didn’t expect him. I know I never did. And now, my life will never be the same again.


CONTENT WARNING: HURT TO LOVE is a romance novel written in shades of darkness and light. There are mature themes included within the story that may make some readers uncomfortable. This includes: kidnapping, captivity, violence, abuse, post-traumatic stress, bad language and some dark and disturbing scenes.
Please heed these warnings, and if you’re still intrigued to find out more about Cillian’s story, then enjoy this crazy ride.







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They think they’ll break me.
They think I’m weak.
An eye for an eye they said, but this isn’t my atonement. How can you pay for a sin you never committed? A sin, the depths of which you know nothing about.
When will enough be enough?
For eight long, torturous months, they’ve used every evil, fucked-up trick in their books to make me crack and splinter. But I’m not made of glass, transparent and ready to shatter. They think they’ll crush me, but I’m already dead inside. I died on the day they took me, dragging me into the shadows to play with their demons. I’m not even fit to have the title of toy like the others. They call me the dog, but if they think I’ll ever be loyal, they’re wrong. I have teeth, and when the time is right, I’ll bite back.
They won’t hear my bark.
They won’t hear anything from me.
Ever.
As children, we’re foolishly told that sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will never hurt us.
I have a new one.
Take my body, abuse me hour after hour. But with my voice, I hold all the power.






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Nikki J. Summers is a romance addict who loves to write about strong, feisty heroines and dark, brooding alphas.
When she isn’t locked away in her writing cave, she’s teaching primary school children, or lost in her kindle. She currently lives in Staffordshire in the U.K with her husband and two children.

Release Blitz - Pretty, Dark & Dirty by Margot Scott




Title: Pretty, Dark & Dirty
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: New Adult Taboo Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 21, 2020



Blurb

Some lines should never be crossed.
But sometimes the temptation is too good to resist…

Mason Black was everything to me: my father, my provider, my protector. But then one day, he vanished, leaving me lost and alone.

I was devastated.

Years later, just when I thought I had put the pieces of my life together, my world splintered apart again. Everything I thought I knew about my biological father and Mason’s role in my life? Turns out, it was all a lie. Every. Last. Word.

Now Mason’s back.

However, he offers no excuses, no explanations. He just wants me to be what he claims I’ve always been: his little girl.

But the ache inside me won’t be denied. The longing I feel isn’t one of a little girl who misses her father.

No.

I need Mason to be more than just a father figure.

More than a loving protector.

I need him to be my Daddy.

Author’s note: Brace yourself for a twisty, forbidden romance so deliciously devious, it'll tie you up by your heartstrings and then drag you along for the ride. If you’re a fan of very taboo older man/younger woman pairings, broody, protective Daddy figures, and contemporary Gothic vibes, then this novella was tailor-made for your Kindle.



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A soft buzz disrupted the quiet that had settled between us. Mason drew his phone from his pocket, thumbed at it, then frowned. “Well, shit.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Krista has the flu.” His chest rose and fell with a heavy sigh. “This is going to set me back.”
I laid the sketchbook on the floor. “Can you find someone else?”
“Sure, but that would take a few days at least. I was hoping to finish the preliminary sketches this afternoon.”
An idea surfaced like a bottle in the ocean, a message borne from the deep.
“I could do it,” I said. He took in my face, my posture, my folded legs, then shook his head.
“Thank you, but that won’t be necessary.”
“It’s not like I don’t have experience,” I said. “Come on, it’ll be like old times.”
“This is different,” he said, his gaze hardening.
Technically, he was right. I’d seen the conceptual drawings in his sketchbook. This project was inherently sexual. He was trying to turn an intimate moment inside out, to take the most private activity in which a person could partake and make it public. If I did this, I would be laying myself bare for his and everyone else’s perusal.
The thought of it scared and excited me. It made my toes curl.
“You’re letting me work in your studio and stay in this incredible apartment for free. Let me do this for you.”
“You’re here as my guest, Jett, not as a tenant. You don’t owe me rent or favors.”
“It’s not a favor.” The offer was as much for my benefit as it was for his. Maybe more so. “I want to do it.”
Mason scrubbed his jaw, his expression dubious. The chair creaked as he stood. He crossed the room and entered the walk-in supply closet, then brought out a blue terrycloth robe.
He presented the robe to me, his stare daring me to flinch.
“You can change in the bathroom.”
I took the robe and rose from my chair. I was halfway to the bathroom when I heard him say, “You don’t have to do this, Jett. I can find someone else.”
I stopped. The words resounded in my ears, deafening. He could find someone else. Anyone else. Like he had scores of hopefuls lined up around the block, desperate to model for him. Like I was replaceable.
He hadn’t meant it that way, but that’s how it felt.
I draped the robe over a stool. He offered a kind smile, like he’d anticipated me changing my mind.
Grasping the hem of my tank top, I pulled my shirt off right there in front of him.
Mason’s eyes rounded with stark surprise. Letting my shirt fall to the floor, I unzipped my jeans and shucked them along with my underwear. I stood naked before him, hips squared and shoulders pulled back to accentuate breasts that stood quite proudly on their own.
A breath fell from Mason’s lips as his gaze caressed me. Goose bumps skittered along my arms and legs. The man could’ve wrapped me in burlap and it wouldn’t have made a damn bit of difference. As far as most of the world knew, I was still Mason Black’s daughter. I had his name as well as his love.
He couldn’t replace me.






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Margot Scott is an erotic romance author who likes long nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy days spent in bed with her furbabies. When she’s not writing forbidden love stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for pictures of pink things.


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Release Blitz - Slow Dancing by Stylo Fantôme




Title: Slow Dancing
Author: Stylo Fantôme
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 21, 2020



Blurb

A rising pop star who can't let go of her emotional baggage, and a cocky dance partner who doesn't know what monogamy is.

She's inhibited.

He's free-spirited.

She doesn't want a relationship.

He doesn't believe in them.

She can't believe that anyone would love her.

He can't seem to stop himself from loving her.

When their differences collide and sparks start to fly, he's sure it's the start of something amazing.

And she's sure it's the end of her career.

Who will be right?






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This was it. Their one-night-stand was about to officially become an affair. Was Logan really ready for this? There would be no going back. It was all casual to him, but she knew from experience that when all was said and done, he would own a piece of her. Snatch it right away as he ran off to the next person.
“You're thinking something,” Woods whispered, lips brushing hers, and his hands moved up to her head, holding her close to him. “Something bad.”
She swallowed thickly.
“I want to know if you've slept with Jeremy again.”
“Seriously, Logan, as much as you talk about him when we're together, I'm beginning to think he's the one you should be fucking,” he chuckled. She shook her head.
“Okay, then, I want to know if you've slept with Lucas. Or Becca. Or the roadie with the cigarette.”
“The who?”
Woods.
“Do you want me to lie?”
Logan went still. Licked her lips and squeezed her eyes shut.
“No.”
No, I haven't slept with anybody since you,” he said, and she sighed as he started kissing down the side of her jaw. “But that doesn't mean I haven't wanted to.”
“Oh?”
“I haven't because I knew it would bother you,” Woods breathed, his tongue trailing down her neck. She let her head drop back.
“Very generous of you, sir.”
“I'm like the Santa Claus of sex.”
“Disgusting analogy, never use it again.”
Would it bother you if I did?” he asked. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.
“I don't know,” she was honest. “Yes? I wish I was as sexually open and free and cool as you are, but I'm just … boring. I wouldn't stop you, though. I understand. Just … maybe not do anything in front of me, please.”
He shocked her then by bursting out laughing. He stepped back and draped his arms around her waist.
“Did you just politely ask me not to fuck around with other people in front of you?” Woods double checked. Logan felt her cheeks go up in flames.
“I'm just trying to be nice.”
“Fuck being nice,” he shook his head. “Be honest – with me, and yourself. If you want to cut my nuts off every time I hit on someone, tell me. If you want to watch while I fuck Lucas on the tour bus, definitely tell me. Why do you make everything about everyone else?”
That brought her up short.
“I … I don't,” she tried to argue, but he shook his head.
“That first night together, you were so concerned about Jeremy, about what people would think. Same thing when we talked the other day. And just now, it's like you don't give a shit about what you really want – so long as I'm comfortable. I mean, sure, it's nice of you. It's too nice. Who taught you that you shouldn't ask for the things you want?” he asked.
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down so hard, she whimpered. Woods noticed, his eyes dropping to her mouth. Then he leaned down to kiss the sting.
“I don't know,” she breathed. “I don't know what I want. I don't want to think about you sleeping with other people. But I don't want to stop you, I don't. I … it …” she searched for the words.
“Poor lost little Logan,” he whispered, pulling at the draw string on her shorts. “But not really lost, are you? I think I get it. People are always treating you like this delicate little doll. Like you're breakable. But you're not.”
“I'm not,” she groaned, pressing her forehead to his and running her hands over his shoulders.
“People handle you like you're glass,” he kept going, and she started to shiver.
“They do,” she agreed.
“What do you want to be handled like?”
She took a deep breath.
Barbed wire.
His hands were suddenly clenching her biceps so hard, she cried out in pain. Pressed her palms against his chest as she stared up at him. His eyes blazed down at her, so full of desire and danger, finally taking on a mossy green hue.
They'd barely touched, and she was already panting.
“You better watch what you ask for. I'm not like all these other fucking guys in your life,” he growled. “I have no fucking problem with treating you as roughly as you can handle.”
“You think you can really do that?” she gasped, pushing him.






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Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ... forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.


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Release Blitz - Mr. Big Ego by Kat Addams




Title: Mr. Big Ego
Series: Dirty South #3
Author: Kat Addams
Genre: Billionaire Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 21, 2020



Blurb

Finding love in The Big Easy is a gamble … especially when he’s your new boss.

Event planner Samantha Masson had sworn off alpha men after a nasty divorce. The last thing she was looking for was a man with an ego bigger than his bank account. Too bad that was exactly what she found when she spent a wild night in the arms of a masked stranger.

Planning a Halloween masquerade gala for the infamous Victor Beaumont made a nice addition to her reputable portfolio. She just hadn’t planned on becoming a notch on his bedpost … or falling for him in the process.

But there was more to the man behind the mask …

Millionaire Victor Beaumont owned the largest rum distillery in New Orleans. He had power, wealth, and all that came with it, including the crushing weight of responsibility.
He would gladly walk away from everything for a chance to be his own man, but tradition wouldn’t allow it … and neither would his pride.

As a skilled actor, he had everyone fooled with his arrogance and charming wit. Until he met the infuriatingly talented and beautiful Samantha, who saw right through him. From rendezvous to romance, he couldn’t keep his hands off of her.

To keep her, he would have to take his mask off once and for all …







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Kat Addams is a forever twenty-nine-year-old fashionista following her lifelong dream of writing contemporary romance inspired by the exotic men she meets in her worldly travels. At least, that’s what she would like for you to think. She’s certainly not a stay-at-home mom indulging in excessive daydreaming, frozen pizzas, an unhealthy addiction to purchasing pajamas, and one too many cocktails on the regular. That’s some other romance author. The poor thing probably has to sneak away upstairs to write her dirty stories! What would her family think? Thankfully, that’s not Kat!


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