Release Blitz - Stolen by the Billionaire by Blair Babylon

Title: Stolen by the Billionaire
A Twisted Billionaires Series Standalone

Author: Blair Babylon

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers/Only One Bed

Release Date: March 5, 2024

BLURB

I am an American Navy SEAL, and I will not be blackmailed by a goddamn Russian mafia boss.

Years ago, I parlayed a loan into a billion-dollar crypto fortune. The head of the White Russian Syndicate is demanding I pay it back in illegal military-grade weapons, but I won’t. I will not be responsible for adding to the misery of innocents.

It’s time to hit back at the head of the White Russian Syndicate.

So I kidnap the mafia boss’s niece.

Who I did not realize is my best friend’s estranged little sister.

Who he’s never mentioned.

Not even once.

Sarah is a sweet little hayseed right off her Iowa farm, but when the mafia boss decides she’s a liability to eliminate, she becomes my responsibility to protect.

We’re on the run. But with each passing day, with each attack I defend her from, every hotel room with only one bed, I’m starting to fall for her.

The Russian mafia wants Sarah dead, and her brother is going to murder me when he finds out I’ve gone too far with his sister.

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Dear Lord, her kidnapper was hugging her.

He reached with one hand, his shoulders shifting sideways, riffling through the duffel bag beside the bed and plucking out a square. “If you fail to plan, you plan to fail,” he rumbled into her neck.

He stepped back. Sarah almost fell forward into the cold air, hobbled by her jeans and panties around her ankles.

Blaze shoved his hands under her armpits and lifted her, not even giving her a chance to jump to help him, and he raised her over his head and planted her bottom of the cool metal roof of his car. “Oh!”

“Lie back,” he snarled as he bent, pushing with his hands on her calves and pressing her knees toward her chest.

After Blaze settled her at the dining table, he brought her a bowl of baked oatmeal and a tall glass of milk. “Eat.”

“Yes, sir,” she grumbled.

He braced his arms around her and lowered his head almost to her shoulder, whispering, “If you’re trying to be a smart aleck, try something else. I’m used to being called sir, and I like it.”

Darn military officer guys.

“If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. I never plan to fail.”

Blaze was a predator by nature, and prey had tripped his instincts. He leaned toward her and captured her hand under his, a tiger snatching a rabbit that had ventured too close.

He shouldn’t.

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Blair Babylon writes bestselling romance books that will free your mind. These five star billionaire boss, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, and romantic novels quickly turn into suspense thriller books that will make your pulse pound and soothe your heart. Whether the couple are trapped in a pretend marriage or there’s only one bed, Blair’s books are like romancing your own duke, mister, or billionaire. Some are an ugly cry, some are an affair to remember with a king or a prince, and some are a few shades darker, but all are unputdownable. Fans of E.L. James, Rina Kent, Nicole Snow, Sadie Kincaid, Catharina Maura, and Shantel Tessier will love Blair's romantic books and romance audiobooks. Set your heart free with these fantastic, complete series!

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Cover Reveal - Stolen by the Billionaire by Blair Babylon

Title: Stolen by the Billionaire
A Twisted Billionaires Series Standalone

Author: Blair Babylon

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers/Only One Bed

Cover Design: Q Designs

Release Date: March 5, 2024

BLURB

I am an American Navy SEAL, and I will not be blackmailed by a goddamn Russian mafia boss.

Years ago, I parlayed a loan into a billion-dollar crypto fortune. The head of the White Russian Syndicate is demanding I pay it back in illegal military-grade weapons, but I won’t. I will not be responsible for adding to the misery of innocents.

It’s time to hit back at the head of the White Russian Syndicate.

So I kidnap the mafia boss’s niece.

Who I did not realize is my best friend’s estranged little sister.

Who he’s never mentioned.

Not even once.

Sarah is a sweet little hayseed right off her Iowa farm, but when the mafia boss decides she’s a liability to eliminate, she becomes my responsibility to protect.

We’re on the run. But with each passing day, with each attack I defend her from, every hotel room with only one bed, I’m starting to fall for her.

The Russian mafia wants Sarah dead, and her brother is going to murder me when he finds out I’ve gone too far with his sister.

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Dear Lord, her kidnapper was hugging her.

He reached with one hand, his shoulders shifting sideways, riffling through the duffel bag beside the bed and plucking out a square. “If you fail to plan, you plan to fail,” he rumbled into her neck.

He stepped back. Sarah almost fell forward into the cold air, hobbled by her jeans and panties around her ankles.

Blaze shoved his hands under her armpits and lifted her, not even giving her a chance to jump to help him, and he raised her over his head and planted her bottom of the cool metal roof of his car. “Oh!”

“Lie back,” he snarled as he bent, pushing with his hands on her calves and pressing her knees toward her chest.

After Blaze settled her at the dining table, he brought her a bowl of baked oatmeal and a tall glass of milk. “Eat.”

“Yes, sir,” she grumbled.

He braced his arms around her and lowered his head almost to her shoulder, whispering, “If you’re trying to be a smart aleck, try something else. I’m used to being called sir, and I like it.”

Darn military officer guys.

“If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. I never plan to fail.”

Blaze was a predator by nature, and prey had tripped his instincts. He leaned toward her and captured her hand under his, a tiger snatching a rabbit that had ventured too close.

He shouldn’t.

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Blair Babylon writes bestselling romance books that will free your mind. These five star billionaire boss, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, and romantic novels quickly turn into suspense thriller books that will make your pulse pound and soothe your heart. Whether the couple are trapped in a pretend marriage or there’s only one bed, Blair’s books are like romancing your own duke, mister, or billionaire. Some are an ugly cry, some are an affair to remember with a king or a prince, and some are a few shades darker, but all are unputdownable. Fans of E.L. James, Rina Kent, Nicole Snow, Sadie Kincaid, Catharina Maura, and Shantel Tessier will love Blair's romantic books and romance audiobooks. Set your heart free with these fantastic, complete series!

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Release Blitz - Order by Blair Babylon

Title: Order
Series: Billionaires in Disguise: Maxence #2

Author: Blair Babylon

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: December 15, 2020

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Dree Clark thought tall, ripped, thoroughly hot Augustine was her knight in shining armor, until she discovered he was her priest.

Dree is on the run. Her dead ex-boyfriend owes a whole lot of money to drug dealers, so when Catholic Charities offers Dree a mission to Nepal as a nurse, Dree jumps at it. Until she meets the Catholic priest who'll be leading the mission, and he's the rich, sexy billionaire from Paris.

But he has a new name, Father Maxence Grimaldi.

Well, she'd told him to lie to her.

She just never thought he'd lie about being a priest.

Now, she's journeying far out into the wilds with the hot priest.

And oh God, they're riding motorcycles, and he's wearing black leather with a priest's collar.

And there aren't enough darned tents to go around.

She's not going to be able to keep her hands off of him.

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Her throat was nearly too tight for words. She forced out, “It’s not safe for me to go back to Phoenix. I told you everything that happened with my ex, Francis. There is some weird stuff going on there with the police and, I think, other drug dealers. So, I called up Sister Annunciata, the principal of my Catholic high school that I went to in New Mexico, and she called up a friend of hers, Father Thomas—” 

“Father Thomas Aquinas from Immaculate Conception in Phoenix,” he said with her, in unison. “The Catholic Mafia strikes again.” Augustine shook his head. 

Not Augustine, Maxence. 

And yet, he was still the astonishingly tall, ripped, beautiful specimen of a man Dree had met in Paris. 

But, he was named Maxence. She had to remember that. 

Deacon Father Maxence. 

The white tab of the Roman collar on his shirt shone in the late afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows, accusing her. 

He had not been wearing that in Paris, and he should have been. 

“Yeah,” she said. “Father Thomas said he could get me on a plane for somewhere far away from the southwestern US without any questions asked. So, here I am, far away from the southwestern US.” 

Augustine nodded. “Nepal is very far away from the southwestern US.” 

“Didn’t he or somebody tell you I was coming? Did you know?” 

“The Catholic Charities division managing the project emailed me yesterday that a person named ‘Andrea Clark’ had been assigned to us.” 

He was pronouncing it wrong, Ahn-DRAY-ah. 

She corrected him, “Andrea.” ANN-dree-uh. 

“I thought it was amusing because you had mentioned that Clark was a very common name,” he said, “that there was a university and shoes and department store, and other things also named Clark. So, I thought that the person coming must be yet another Clark. It did cross my mind that they might be a cousin or distant relative of yours, but I assumed the person would be male.” 

“I can’t believe you thought I was a guy.” 

He frowned. “Well, there’s the name, Andrea.” 

“There you go again, mispronouncing it. I thought it was weird the way you said it when we were in Paris when you were talking about your cousin. I’ve never heard anybody pronounce it that way, Ahn-DRAY-ah. Who even says that?” 

He looked up at her, his eyebrows raised in exasperation. “That’s how you pronounce Andrea. I’ve never heard anyone say it the way that you do, ANN-Dree-uh. Andrea is a boy’s name.” 

“Andrea is a girl’s name. It’s always been a girl’s name. It’s how you get Ann, which is a girl’s name.” 

“Andrea is one of the most common name for boys in Italy. It’s more common than Marco or Leonardo. My cousin’s name is Andrea Casiraghi, and I assure you, he’s male. Every Andrea I’ve ever known has been a male. Why would I think it was different now?” 

“I can’t help the fact that your cousin’s parents gave him a girl’s name.” 

“It’s not. Andrea is a male name.” 

“Well, I assure you I’m not a male.” 

“I’m well aware of that.” 

“I should say you are. Speaking of which, why are you wearing a Roman Catholic priest’s shirt and people are calling you father? Are you impersonating a priest? That has to be a crime or something. This is weird.” 

He flipped his hand in the air toward the door. “As Sister Mariam said, I’ve been ordained as a deacon, not a priest, so I am called Deacon Father Maxence. I have a vocation to be a priest but have not been ordained as one yet.” 

After being a nurse in an inner-city hospital for years, Dree had a finely tuned bullshit detector. “Deacons are supposed to be either married or celibate.” 

He shrugged. “Not yet.” 

“Do you mean to tell me that you are waiting for God to grant you the ability to keep your pants on? It doesn’t work like that.” 

He bit his lip, his white, even teeth pressing his full lower lip in a way that Dree had done just two days before. 

And wanted to do again. 

No. He was a priest. 

Or close enough. 

And she was detecting some mighty large bullshit. 

She said, “Don’t you have to go to confession and enumerate your sins and say penance like the rest of us do, or do deacons get a free pass?” 

“Deacons do not get a free pass. I’ve had to do the rite of reconciliation twice for our time together in Paris.” 

“Yeah, I’ll bet you did.” Something rather stupid in her felt pride at that. “You should’ve told me you were a deacon and supposed to be celibate.” 

One side of Maxence’s mouth rose, and the depths of his dark eyes sparkled with mischief. “I’m rather glad I didn’t.” He sighed. “And now I’d better go to confession for that, too.” 

Dree snorted at him. “Having some impure thoughts?” 

“You have no idea how impure my thoughts are right now.” 

“You’ve got to stop doing that, Augustine. Speaking of which, what is your real name? Is it that Maxence thing or something else?” 

“I was baptized Maxence Charles Honoré Grimaldi. Because I have been ordained as a deacon, you can call me Deacon Father Maxence or Father Maxence.” 

Her tone sharpened. “‘Yeah, it’d be too suspicious if I called you daddy.”

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"I'm passionate about books and literature. The best books are intense, enthralling stories that readers can get lost in for days. Books delve into what it means to be human and connect us to each other. Books allow us to live all our possible lives. Books open us to loving each other and the world more. I write intense, deeply imagined romance novels for serious readers because the world needs more love." ~~Blair Babylon 

Blair Babylon is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author who used to publish literary fiction. Because professional reviews of her other fiction usually included the caveat that there was too much deviant sex and too much interesting plot, she decided to abandon all literary pretensions, let her freak flag fly, and write hot, sexy, suspenseful romance.

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Release Blitz - One Night in Monaco by Blair Babylon

Title: One Night in Monaco

Series: Billionaires in Disguise: Maxence Prequel

Author: Blair Babylon

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: August 18, 2020

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One night in Monaco, my best friend, Maxence, disappeared from the middle of the Monte Carlo casino like blowing away a breath of smoke.

I have no idea what Maxence was doing in Monaco that night. Yeah, he loves the Monte Carlo casino—the stage of British spy movies, billionaires, Russian mafia, and roulette.

But too many people in Monaco think he might be a danger to them.

He never should have been there.

But he was.

And so was Simone. She's trouble from our past at boarding school. Her husband is a good friend of some of the people who would be happier if Maxence wasn't around anymore.

They tell me Maxence was here in the casino, and then a few minutes later, he was gone.

Like he dropped off the face of the Earth.

Or like he was dropped off one of Monaco’s cliffs and into the blue Mediterranean Sea, which was just a few feet from where he was standing when he disappeared.

Arthur and I are in Monaco to find Maxence, no matter what it takes.

But we might end up finding his body.

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The Monte Carlo casino brimmed with beautiful women, and Max loved women. He loved everything about them, from their finer skin to their soft curves to the sweet scent of them to the sparkly and beautiful clothes they wore.

The doorway between two rooms where Maxence was standing was half-blocked by Christmas trees that towered over his head and the doorway. He’d been careful not to jiggle the tiny gold-and-glass ornaments that encrusted the tree. The balls and icicles tinkled alarmingly every time his arm brushed the branches.

Maxence had just decided to inch closer to the televisions airing the soccer match when his old high school friend Simone Maina rushed across the opulent casino room and through the crowd toward him.

Her lithe figure was a harmonic vibration on a violin string, blurred at the edges of her slim curves by the lights sparkling on the glass beadwork of her white dress. As she neared him, the smooth skin between her eyebrows and under her eyes creased, indicating strain. Her arms reaching for him were slim, dark lines in the room of round, solid bodies held tightly together to avoid contact.

Maxence set his whiskey glass on a small table behind himself and drew a breath to ask her what was wrong.

Simone’s natural Afro hair was a sleek halo around her thin face. She was reaching out to Maxence, her fingers nearing the lapels of his tuxedo, and she glanced behind herself in fear. Black eyeliner and eyeshadow in soft sage and glittering gold accentuated her sloe-eyed beauty, and she almost looked like an Egyptian hieroglyphic of a queen.

Rough abrasions and the darkening plum of bruises covered her slim throat.

Maxence’s heart fell as rage rose in his body. Her husband, Estebe Fournier, must have thought people wouldn’t notice the damage to Simone’s dark-bronze skin. Estebe had always been a bully when they had been at school together, and he’d been excellent at creating incidents where he could deny his guilt.

About twenty feet behind her, two men in dark suits pushed through the crowd, their eyes intent on her form.

Other men in dark suits—all with the nearly shaved heads and odd bulk of the paramilitary security profession—converged toward them from another side of the crowd.

Wait—wasn’t that—

Maxence could have sworn he recognized one of the men. Maybe all private mercenaries and bodyguards were beginning to look alike to him. Many of his friends employed dozens of them.

Maxence opened his hands as Simone rushed into his curtained alcove and whispered near his shoulder, “Help me.”

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"I'm passionate about books and literature. The best books are intense, enthralling stories that readers can get lost in for days. Books delve into what it means to be human and connect us to each other. Books allow us to live all our possible lives. Books open us to loving each other and the world more. I write intense, deeply imagined romance novels for serious readers because the world needs more love." ~~Blair Babylon

Blair Babylon is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author who used to publish literary fiction. Because professional reviews of her other fiction usually included the caveat that there was too much deviant sex and too much interesting plot, she decided to abandon all literary pretensions, let her freak flag fly, and write hot, sexy, suspenseful romance.

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Cover Reveal - One Night in Monaco by Blair Babylon

Title: One Night in Monaco

Series: Billionaires in Disguise: Maxence Prequel

Author: Blair Babylon

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Amy Queau, Q Design

Release Date: August 18, 2020

Blurb

One night in Monaco, my best friend, Maxence, disappeared from the middle of the Monte Carlo casino like blowing away a breath of smoke.

I have no idea what Maxence was doing in Monaco that night. Yeah, he loves the Monte Carlo casino—the stage of British spy movies, billionaires, Russian mafia, and roulette.

But too many people in Monaco think he might be a danger to them.

He never should have been there.

But he was.

And so was Simone. She's trouble from our past at boarding school. Her husband is a good friend of some of the people who would be happier if Maxence wasn't around anymore.

They tell me Maxence was here in the casino, and then a few minutes later, he was gone.

Like he dropped off the face of the Earth.

Or like he was dropped off one of Monaco’s cliffs and into the blue Mediterranean Sea, which was just a few feet from where he was standing when he disappeared.

Arthur and I are in Monaco to find Maxence, no matter what it takes.

But we might end up finding his body.

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Casimir said, “Max’s security team called. Max is gone, and they can’t find him.”

Roxanne flopped back onto the pillow and pulled up the duvet. “Max always throws his security. It’s traditional. He’s probably off playing Robin Hood or Galahad somewhere, or maybe he’s just on another global bender. Come back to bed.”

Casimir sighed. “Max was in Monaco when he went missing.”

She flipped around in the bed and ogled him with one very serious brown eye above the bedcovers. “Is he alive?”

“As far as Arthur knows.”

“Where’s Pierre?”

Pierre was Max’s older brother. “In Monaco.”

She grimaced. “Anybody else gone missing?”

“Arthur doesn’t know. I’m sure he’ll start calling in favors.”

Roxanne threw back the covers and slithered out of the bed, landing on the floor with a thump. “I’ll pack.”

Author Bio

"I'm passionate about books and literature. The best books are intense, enthralling stories that readers can get lost in for days. Books delve into what it means to be human and connect us to each other. Books allow us to live all our possible lives. Books open us to loving each other and the world more. I write intense, deeply imagined romance novels for serious readers because the world needs more love." ~~Blair Babylon

Blair Babylon is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author who used to publish literary fiction. Because professional reviews of her other fiction usually included the caveat that there was too much deviant sex and too much interesting plot, she decided to abandon all literary pretensions, let her freak flag fly, and write hot, sexy, suspenseful romance.

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