Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Teaser Reveal: Someone Like You by Alexandra Silva















Today we have the excerpt reveal for Alexandra Silva’s Someone Like You! Check it out and pre-order your copy today!!

Title: Someone Like You

Author: Alexandra Silva

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 31st

About Someone Like You:

Dorian Anson is my friend. She's the only person who's ever questioned my smiles. My jokes. The one liners that have our friends shaking their heads at me. I've lived my life on those smiles. They never failed me, until her. I wasn't counting on her when I designed my front. I never imagined the possibility of someone like her coming into my life. The wild hair, the kind smile and those eyes that see everything. She was the girl with the beautiful soul, pretty face and whole heart. But hearts aren't made to stay whole. I watched hers break. I watched her tears fall. I watched as her world tilted on its axis and shattered at her feet. This girl. She sees me, all parts of me—the truths I try to hide, the secrets I bury. What's mine and what's not. She sees it all, and I can only hope the truth isn't too much. That she won't walk away. That she won't leave me...alone. We both have a past. We have ghosts. We have fears. I'm hoping that somehow in the end, we'll have each other too. I've never needed anyone before her, and I know I'll never want anyone else after her. There is no one like her. My pretty girl. Dorian.

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Exclusive Excerpt:

Google it? That’s your plan?” She marked me with a glare that wasn’t half as playful as the one she usually gave me. “That’s the plan, pretty girl, once you’ve told me what’s wrong.” I sat her back down on one of the stools and pushed the flute of wine away. “Before you try to tell me it’s nothing, I can tell something’s up.” “I’m tired and grouchy.” She sighed gruffly as she reached for her drink, her jaw clenching as I took it from her and put it far enough away that she couldn’t get to it. “You need to take a break, baby. You’re running yourself into the ground.” “I’m fine, I’m just trying to get this case done. But there’s something that I’m not seeing and it’s bugging the crap out of me.” “What do you mean?” “My brother is a neurosurgeon, my best friend is a cardiothoracic surgeon, you’re a plastic surgeon…do you know what you all have in common?” “We’re fucking amazing?” “Apart from that.” She rolled her eyes as I sat down on the stool next to her and reached for her glass. I took a small sip before I handed it to her. “None of you have a clean slate. All of you have had something go wrong.” She looked at me apologetically, like she was picking at a healing scab. “It’s impossible to have a clean record when it comes to surgery.” “Exactly, that’s why I was up crazy o’clock this morning going through my paperwork, trying to figure out what I’m missing.” “You need to rest, Dorian.” “I can’t, it’s not that easy…my brain won’t switch off. “I get that, but you can’t run on empty.” “I won’t lose this case, it’s my record. My career. It’s a permanent mark…” I got that she was driven. I got that she had ambitions. I did. But, my worry wasn’t about her career, I knew that she would manage to wipe the floor with whoever came at her. My worry was for her wellbeing. Her health was far more important than another notch on her wins tally. “What am I missing, Jake?” she gritted as she finished her drink. “I don’t know, Dorian, but at some point, you’re going to have to decide if it’s worth risking your sanity and wellbeing...Daniel needs you.” I cringed inside, I knew that was below the belt. “That’s not fair.” She pushed up from her seat and wandered over to the sink. She washed her hands like they were covered in sticky, invisible dirt. Scrubbing until her skin was red and raw. “Everything I do is for my son. Everything.” “I get that you’ve worked hard to get to where you are. I admire how dedicated you are to getting to the top. I love that about you. I love that you push and keep pushing until things go your way and you get to where you need to be.” “But?” She spun towards me, her hands tightening around the edge of the sink on either side of her. Her knuckles so white that they were a stark contrast to the dark granite. “But there are times when we need to pull back, so we can press on another day.” I stood from the stool I was sat on and ambled to her. Her body strained flush to mine as she looked up at me with resignation in her eyes. I fucking hated having to be the one to push for her to slow down, but on this particular occasion, it was the best thing for her. “I’m so close to getting where I want to be, Jake. So close I swear my fingertips can graze my goal.” She sighed, her breath pushing out of her raggedly as I anchored my hands on either side of hers. Her heaving chest pressed into mine. “Pretty girl, you are an incredible force to be reckoned with, and anyone who thinks otherwise…they just have no idea. This is one wave, there’s a whole sea of them you can ride. Don’t let this be the one that drowns you. It’s not worth it, nothing is worth more than you are.” Her eyes flitted from mine to my lips, the corner of her mouth quirked up as her tongue swept over her pout. “Take a break, look after yourself. Please.” Her eyes rounded as I cupped her face. “You’re not playing fair.” “I will never play fair when it comes to you and Daniel. There is no line I won’t cross when it comes to keeping what’s mine safe.” “We’re not your property.” “Property?” I laughed at the way she thought I saw her and Daniel as belongings. She was fucking clueless even with the way her eyes drew on mine and her pout pinched. “It’s fucking biology, Dorian. You and Daniel are a part of my biology, my anatomy. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep my heart intact.” Her eyes widened, the green so vibrant that the golden flecks didn’t blend and bleed with it. “Alright. Fine. God, you’re impossible, you know that?” She cupped my face lightly, her nails affectionately grazing the stubble on the underside of my jaw. “I love you, Dorian, but fuck me, you don’t make things easy.” “Do you want easy?” she whispered into the hollow of my throat. “I want you.” That was as simple and easy as it got. I wanted her and Daniel. That was all, and I would never let them go.  

About the Author:

Alexandra Silva is a lover of words and romance. She blames the classics and a nutty English teacher for her obsession with books and fiction. Come rain or shine with either coffee or wine in hand you can find her with her nose stuck in a book and her head in the clouds. She lives in London outnumbered by her very loud boys, with her very own hero and their two wild cats--Jack and Jill.

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Monday, January 14, 2019

Blog tour: The Tiger’s Tale by Kelle Z. Riley








Bree’s orderly scientific life turned upside-down
 the day she discovered her first body…learned 
her co-worker was a spy…and accepted the 
mission of tracking down an international 

terrorist.


Out January 15, 2019 – The Tiger’s Tale by Kelle Z. Riley


Title: The Tiger’s Tale
Series: The Undercover Cats Series
Author: Kelle Z. Riley
Genre: Cozy Mystery with Romantic Elements
Publisher: Curtis Brown Unlimited
Length: 350 Pages
Release Date: January 15, 2019
Synopsis:
Is she hitting her stride? Or going nowhere fast?
Fresh from a successful undercover operation, scientist/spy-in-training Bree Watson should feel on top of the world. Instead, the ground is shifting under her feet. When her handler abandons her to follow a lead with his sexy ex-partner, Bree must choose between a normal life, or proving her worth as a spy. Not an easy choice, when she factors in:
  • A police detective’s amorous intentions
  • Her handler’s mixed signals
  • A teaching post at a university filled with intrigue
  • A dead administrator with a sordid past
  • A timid tiger and her tenacious trainer—both being framed for murder
Combined with fanatic football fans, beatnik poets, an orphaned monkey, a demanding boss, quirky colleagues, and her angry cat, the result may be a recipe for disaster.
Can she take the heat? Or will she get burned?


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Early Praise for The Tiger’s Tale
With unique, intelligent and captivating storylines, and best of all, relatable characters who you find are quite easy to develop an emotional attachment to, I can’t turn the pages fast enough.” ~ 
Goodreads Reviewer




EXCERPT ONE:
Six months ago, Bree had been a confirmed dog person—until she'd inherited a cat from her murdered boss. Now, she held a tiger by the tail. Or rather, by a leash. But when it came to tigers, the difference was just splitting hairs.
Bree scrambled, following the energetic cub over the dusty, rock-strewn flatlands of the Thailand Tiger Sanctuary. It tugged on the leash, intent on exploring. Sweat trickled down her back. Her foot caught on a rock and she stumbled when the wayward cub pulled her forward.
A strong male hand grabbed the leash and jerked the tiger back onto the path. Bree suppressed a shiver of awareness and turned to Matthew Tugood, both grateful for—and irritated by—his presence.
I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he grumbled. “Why are we here again?”
Bree resisted the temptation to roll her eyes. “You know my sorority is donating a rescued cub to the Terrance U animal clinic.”
He scowled at her. Or maybe the sun was in his eyes. “I cut through the red tape for the donation. Not your sorority. Not Terrance University. Not the exotic animal clinic. Me.”
She ignored him and focused on her tiger cub. Tugood slowed, widening the gap between them and the tour group. “Let me rephrase. Why are we spending the day in a tourist trap?”
I wanted to meet the cub’s trainer and get firsthand experience.”
Matthew answered with a grunt. His mouth firmed into a tight line as he scanned the horizon, squinting against the bright sunlight. “You’re wasting time you could spend preparing for your assignment.” His voice dropped low and he kept his eyes trained on the distance. After a slow pivot, he leaned close, his breath warm on her ear despite his harsh tone. “Or have you forgotten about your mission?”
Bree disentangled the leash from his hands. “I liked you better before I knew you were a spy.”
No, you liked my cover story.” His voice softened, and he glanced her way. “That’s not the same thing. And you do like me now. I happen to like you too.” Despite the ninety-degree heat, a shiver raced down Bree’s spine as if he’d touched her.
What I don’t like is that you never stop thinking about your mission. Not for a minute.”
Lower your voice. We don’t want to be overheard.”
Bree eyed the terrain, wondering if the clumps of scrub grass and rocks were cleverly disguised surveillance devices. She dismissed the idea. “Can’t you think about something besides the mission?”
May I remind you that my single-minded focus on the mission saved your life on more than one occasion?”
Bree dropped the argument. For one thing, his interference had saved her life when a murderer—make that two murderers—had wanted her out of the picture. On the other hand, she hadn’t found a single dead body before she met Matthew. So, in her mind, it was a toss-up.
I need you to focus on our mission.”
Fine. You’ve made yourself clear.” Bree shrugged. “Next topic.” Beside her, Matthew bristled and Bree took secret delight in being able to needle him the same way he constantly needled her.
Our target is convinced you’re a brilliant researcher with access to cutting-edge technology.”
Bree stopped in her tracks so fast, the tiger cub did a backflip at the end of his leash. She whirled on Matthew. “In case you’ve forgotten, I am a real researcher, complete with a PhD in science. Just because my cover story involves a fictional company doesn’t negate my real experience.” Behind her, the tiger cub let out a noise—between a growl and a whine—as if to support Bree’s statement.
Your science degree isn’t the only reason you’re an asset to the Sci-Spy organization.”
Another yowl accompanied by a tug on the leash made Bree turn back to her tiger cub and hurry to catch up with the group. Tugood kept pace, his voice low and insistent. “Like it or not, your days as a simple researcher ended when you signed on with Sci-Spy.”
Bree stopped at the edge of the tour group and turned to Matthew. “Please. I need a day to do something fun. Something…normal.”
Across the clearing, a tiger roared, shaking the ground under her feet. Soon she’d be photographed with the massive animal.
Bree held Matthew’s gaze. When he nodded in reluctant agreement, she turned to the group, but all thoughts of fun—and normal—had fled at Matthew’s mention of their target. Tomorrow, she’d confront a terrorist and try to uncover his network of associates.
Compared to that, even the quarter-ton tiger seemed docile.




EXCERPT TWO
Hey, beautiful. Welcome home.” A familiar voice interrupted her trek to the exit. James O’Neil stood by the doors, his thousand-watt grin almost hidden behind the bouquet of flowers he held. She must have smiled in return, because he moved in and wrapped her in a bear hug, crushing a few sprigs of baby’s breath between them. “I’ve missed you.”
James wasn’t pretending when he offered her affection. And after months of keeping the handsome detective at arm’s length while believing her relationship with her spy handler went beyond pretend, maybe it was time to rethink her decisions. Having something—someone—in her life that wasn’t complicated tempted her more than she cared to admit.
I can offer a ride home, American comfort food, and anything else you desire. But for starters—” James bent close and his lips captured hers.
Bree didn’t pull away. For years, she’d fought to be smarter, tougher, and more driven than her male colleagues just to be taken seriously. Not giving up when the going got tough was ingrained in her DNA. Even so, the process severely limited moments where she could let her guard down. Being a spy was even worse, because it kept her constantly—
Damn. James stiffened and drew away, as if sensing her wandering thoughts. The look on his face sent a prickle of unease down Bree’s spine.
What’s wrong?”
We seem to have gathered an entourage.”


EXCERPT THREE
How—” James paused and rubbed his forehead, wincing as his fingers dug into the inflamed sinus area. Across his desk, Bree sat, notebook in hand, looking at him with an expectant gaze. “How on earth do you get involved in these things? You’re like the angel of death, finding murder wherever you go.” He mentally kicked himself for the accusatory tone in his voice.
I thought you weren’t supposed to assume it was murder until after a thorough examination of the evidence.” Bree lightened the mood with a wink and a smile.
James grunted. “A man is found dead in his office with claw marks on his chest and a dented skull. I’m pretty sure that wasn’t an accident.”
You do know Lucky isn’t responsible, don’t you?”
The tiger?” That’s what she was worried about? She and a student were found with the body and her first thought was for the tiger? “I doubt malice aforethought is part of a tiger’s attack plan, if that’s what you mean. Even so, we’ll probably have to put the cub down.” He reached across the desk and covered Bree’s hand with his own. “I’m sorry. For both you and Ning.”
Bree gripped his hand with her free one, tightening her fingers in a demand for his attention. “No, you won’t have to put her down. Lucky is incapable of producing those claw marks.”
I know you think the girl had her under control, but the scratches are consistent with—”
With something else. James.”
Shit. After listening to Bree’s explanation, his hopes for a quick resolution to the case disappeared faster than witnesses at a mugging. James pulled his hand from Bree’s grip and opened a steno pad. “Things are not always what they appear to be,” he murmured as he scribbled.



Author Bio:
Kelle Z. Riley, writer, speaker, global traveler, Ph.D. chemist and martial artist weaves bits of her real life into the Undercover Cat Series books. The series features a scientist-turned-sleuth who juggles mystery, romance and the search for a perfect cupcake recipe.
By day Kelle is a full time chemist working in water treatment with multiple U.S. patents. At night she turns into an author whose accolades include finals in the RWA Golden Heart and numerous chapter contests. More information on her workshops can be found on her website.

You can also visit her online at the following places: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | BookBub | Instagram | Goodreads | Pinterest



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Cover reveal: Tomboy by Avery Flynn

Tomboy, a hot romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn is coming February 18th, and we have the brand-new cover!

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Don’t miss the next installment of the USA Today bestselling romantic comedy series and find out what happens when the whole town thinks Fallon Hartigan slept with the most hated man in Harbor city.
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About Avery
AveryFlynn.jpgUSA Today bestselling romance author Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip. She fell in love with romance while reading Johanna Lindsey’s Mallory books. It wasn’t long before Avery had read through all the romance offerings at her local library. Needing a romance fix, she turned to Harlequin’s four books a month home delivery service to ease the withdrawal symptoms. That worked for a short time, but it wasn’t long before the local book stores’ staffs knew her by name. Avery was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.

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Friday, January 11, 2019

Blog tour: Thinking About You (Forever Yours #2) by Monica Murphy

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Thinking About You by Monica Murphy
Release Date: January 9th

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Thinking About You, a standalone contemporary romance in the Forever Series by New York Times bestselling author Monica Murphy
One minute I’m minding my own business at a party and the next I meet this woman who blows my mind. She’s beautiful. Smart. Funny. A little shy. I’m immediately drawn to her. We make an instant connection.
The problem?
Lady Susanna Sumner lives in London.
I live in California
I play professional football.
She works part-time at an art gallery and lives off her family’s money.
Her family is nobility. I come from a single mom who always scraped to get by.
Susanna and I should have nothing in common. But when we’re together, it’s…
Electric.
What are we supposed to do? Can we really make this work? I can’t give up my career. And I can’t ask her to move to California for me. All I know is, I want her in my life.
Desperately.
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Review:

Rating: 4 out of 5 stars

Thinking About You is the second book in the Forever yours series and it can be read as stand-alone. The book's timeline for some part of it overlaps with the one of the first book, so people who have read You promised me forever, like me, are already familiar with Susanna and Cannon and how their relationship began. My favorite part of the book was the 2 happy endings that we got and I am happy that the author gave us that second happy ending in this book instead of making us wait. I would like to read Priscilla's (?) story. The lady George brought to his parents' house. She seemed like a good person who needs happiness in her life. 

Susanna seemed so light hearted and carefree at first glance, but I found her very insecure and in need of talking to someone about it. I would have also liked to see her getting some sense of direction on where her life is going. She is like a leaf in the wind in some sense. Cannon is more set on his life, but things were not looking so good towards the end of the book and I am not 100% sure about that his future is going to look like. 

Overall, though the book was good and I liked the characters. The early stages of their relationship were a little fairytale-ish in my mind, dreamy which is good. Later the story got a little more serious, but I was very happy with the book in total.


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Excerpt:


“I’m thinking about how beautiful you are,” I answer Susanna truthfully. She really is stunning, in that classic, elegant way some women are. She’s just very…refined? Is that the right word? Her cheekbones and jaw are sharp, her nose is straight, her blue eyes are extra bright and her full lips are the color of a classic red rose.
Her cheeks are the color of pink roses, thanks to the compliment I just gave her.
“Thank you. That’s very sweet of you to say,” she murmurs, casting her gaze downward for a brief moment before she lifts her head. “I can’t believe we’re here. Together.”
“Why do you say that?” I feel the same way, but want to hear her reasoning first before I make any confessions.
“You’re not my type,” she blurts, covering her mouth after the words escape for a brief moment before slowly dropping her hand. “Not that there’s anything wrong with you.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Gee, thanks.”
Her cheeks turn redder. “Oh goodness, I’m not trying to insult you, I just—I’m making a mess of this, and I apologize. What I meant to say is…” She takes a deep breath, exhaling loudly before she continues. “You’re not the type of man I normally date, but there’s something good to be said in that.”
She’s not the type I normally go for either, that’s for damn sure. She’s too prim, too proper, too sweet. “Like what?”
“There’s nothing wrong with trying something a little different sometimes. Clearly who I’ve been dating in the past hasn’t worked, since I’m still single,” she says with a self-depreciating laugh.
“I thought Dickie was your ex-boyfriend,” I point out with a wince. That is the damn worst name on the planet, I swear.
“Oh, it was never too serious with Dickie.” She waves a hand. Laughs again. “That was a long time ago, though.”
“How long?”
“I don’t know. Six months? Nine?” She tilts her head, as if she’s quietly counting back the months. “Eight months, actually. During the winter. He told me I was a bright light on a cold, dreary day once. That was nice.”
For some godforsaken reason, jealousy rises within me, making me clench my fists in my lap. “I guess he’s a goddamned poet.”
I would never think to say something like that to a woman. I’m not one to say a bunch of flowery nonsense to get between a woman’s legs. I’m a little more direct.
She seems startled by my response. “Oh, he wasn’t a poet. Not at all. That was probably the nicest thing he ever said to me while we dated.”
Huh. Well, I guess that makes me feel a little better, but not much.
And why the hell do I care what her ex-boyfriend said to her? This is a one-shot deal. I’ll take her to dinner, hopefully kiss her a little bit in the back of an Uber, maybe even feel her up a little bit too, and then we’re done. I’ll play my game tomorrow, we’ll win because that’s what we do, and then head back home.
End of story.
The server returns to the table with our drinks, making an elaborate show of popping the cork on the bottle of Veuve Clicquot before pouring us each a glass. I didn’t want any champagne, but when Susanna lifts her glass toward me in a toast, I grab mine and clink our glasses together.
“To new friends,” she says, smiling prettily.
“New friends,” I agree, downing most of the champagne in one swallow.


About Monica:
Monica Murphy is the New York Times, USA Today and #1 international bestselling author of the One Week Girlfriend series, the Billionaire Bachelors and The Rules series. Her books have been translated in almost a dozen languages and has sold over one million copies worldwide. She is both self-published and published by Random House/Bantam and Harper Collins/Avon. She writes new adult, young adult and contemporary romance.
She is a wife and a mother of three who lives in central California on fourteen acres in the middle of nowhere along with their one dog and too many cats. A self-confessed workaholic, when she's not writing, she's reading or hanging out with her husband and kids. She's a firm believer in happy endings, though she will admit to putting her characters through angst-filled moments before they finally get that hard won HEA.
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Thursday, January 10, 2019

Review: Damien (Stark Trilogy, #6) by J. Kenner

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I am Damien Stark. Do you want to see inside my head?
Careful what you wish for.

Damien, an all-new full-length novel in the wildly popular Stark Saga, from New York Times bestselling author J. Kenner is available now!

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I am Damien Stark. From the outside, I have a perfect life. A billionaire with a beautiful family. But if you could see inside my head, you’d know I’m as f-ed up as a person can be. Now more than ever.
I’m driven, relentless, and successful, but all of that means nothing without my wife and daughters. They’re my entire world, and I failed them. Now I can barely look at them without drowning in an abyss of self-recrimination.
Only one thing keeps me sane—losing myself in my wife’s silken caresses where I can pour all my pain into the one thing I know I can give her. Pleasure.
But the threats against my family are real, and I won’t let anything happen to them ever again. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them safe—pay any price, embrace any darkness. They are mine.
I am Damien Stark. Do you want to see inside my head? Careful what you wish for.


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Review:

Rating: 5 out of 5 stars

5 books and I don't know how many novellas later we got Damien's book! An entire book from his point of view as we have been asking for a long long time! I wasn't expecting everything we got and a few things came as a surprise to me. During the 27441791 stories about Nikki and Damien, he always seemed to be the kind of man who doesn't let anything bring him down and nothing can shake him. He was the one supporting Nikki and their relationship was rarely about the other way. In this book we I saw the cracks in that facade he was always putting and it made him seem more human and imperfect. A lot of crazy things went down and he couldn't always control them, no matter how hard he tried. The story has some suspense and it was a nice touch overall. 

The story began with the first time Damien saw Nikki and it was a sweet note. I am pretty sure this is the last we are going to see from this couple for some time now and it was a nice reminder of how their story began. They had a long way ahead of them, but in the end, everything was worth it. 

More books will come that belong in the Stark world, but they will be about other couples and dare I hope that Jamie and Ryan will also get another story? Maybe Ollie. even though he was a douche sometimes? Reading about him in this book made me realize that he is not the same man we knew in release me.

Damien is a book that's a must read if you are familiar with the series. You could even skip some books, but certainly not this one. I don't think there was a fan who didn't want this book to happen and I am grateful that the author heard our demands and gave us what we wanted.


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Excerpt:
He started to lash out. To pound his fist against the door frame. But he pulled back, not wanting to wake Nikki or the two little angels curled up next to her in their bed. His wife. His precious little girls. His family. As much as he loved Nikki, he hadn’t truly understood how full his heart could be until he’d held Lara in his arms for the first time. And though he hadn’t expected it was possible, his heart had expanded even more when he watched Anne’s birth two years ago and saw her draw that first breath. Every day, his daughters looked up at him with wide, guileless eyes. And every day, he felt that punch in the gut. A fear that he couldn’t live up to the trust he saw there. That somehow, someway, he would fail them. Not in the way his own father had failed him. But in some other, fundamental way. And that’s exactly what happened. He thought of Rory, that fucker who’d taken his child. Of Nikki, broken and huddled in the closet with a blade, blood streaming down her fair skin, cutting for the first time in years. The first time since he’d demanded that she come to him— to him—when she needed the blade. So many times, she’d done exactly that. Gone to him when the burden of the world had been too much to bear. When she needed the pain to find her way back. And he’d always been there for her, his need as potent as hers. Because he had to be the one to take her there. To slide down with her into that sweet place where sensual pleasure crossed over into pain. Where need and desire meshed, merging into euphoria. Where they could both cling to that one small measure of control in a world that was spinning off its axis. How many times had they saved each other? Their needs meshing as perfectly as their desire? How many times had he held her close as they fought their demons together? And yet this time—when the worst parts of hell had swallowed them whole—she hadn’t come to him. Instead, she’d put a razor-sharp length of stainless steel against her own flesh, and she’d drawn her own blood for the first time in years. All because he’d failed her. Because it was his mistakes that spawned the demons. Because for the first time in their relationship she hadn’t trusted him to save her. And why should she, when he’d already failed so spectacularly? He thought of that. Of the scars on her legs. Of the fresh wound that mocked him still. He thought—and his stomach twisted with pain and self-loathing. Mostly, he thought of Anne. His precious girl, who’d been alone and scared for days. They’d gotten Anne back. They’d talked about Damien’s choices. The risks he’d taken to find their daughter and her kidnapper. They’d worked it out, and they were back on keel. And he knew in his gut that Nikki was strong enough to survive the whole ordeal. But that didn’t change the simple, basic truth. He’d failed. Roughly, he massaged his palms over his face, then looked again at his girls, curled up together, safe and asleep. Safe. For now, at least. But for the first time in a long time, Damien felt as if the shadows that had plagued his past had returned to haunt him, bringing harsh recriminations and fresh dangers. He squared his shoulders, steeling himself. He was strong. More than that, he had resources. He had means. And he damn well had the determination to keep those encroaching horrors at bay. Most of all, he had a life—a family—worth fighting for. He was fucking Damien Stark. He’d failed once. He wouldn’t fail again.


About J. Kenner
jkennerKenner (aka Julie Kenner) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, Wall Street Journal and #1 International bestselling author of over one hundred novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres. Though known primarily for her award-winning and international bestselling erotic romances (including the Stark and Most Wanted series) that have reached as high as #2 on the New York Times bestseller list, JK has been writing full time for over a decade in a variety of genres including paranormal and contemporary romance, “chicklit” suspense, urban fantasy, and paranormal mommy lit. JK has been praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations” and by RT Bookclub for having “cornered the market on sinfully attractive, dominant antiheroes and the women who swoon for them.” A six time finalist for Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA award, JK took home the first RITA trophy awarded in the category of erotic romance in 2014 for her novel, Claim Me (book 2 of her Stark Trilogy) and in 2017 for Wicked Dirty in the same category. Her Demon Hunting Soccer Mom series (as Julie Kenner) is currently in development as a television show. Her books have sold over three million copies and are published in over twenty languages. In her previous career as an attorney, JK worked as a clerk on the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals, and practiced primarily civil, entertainment and First Amendment litigation in Los Angeles and Irvine, California, as well as in Austin, Texas. She currently lives in Central Texas, with her husband, two daughters, and two rather spastic cats.
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Cover reveal: Hollywood Princess by Natasha Madison

      


Behind the "lights, camera, action" of Hollywood lies a world of deception, love, and seduction. Are you ready for Hollywood Royalty? Kellie An Oscar, a Tony, an Emmy, a Grammy—she has them all. She's the most sought-after woman in Hollywood. Even if her rise to fame was a fluke, you can't deny the camera loves her. The problem is so does everyone else, and she's about to leave on the biggest concert tour of her life. Headlining for the first time in five years. Around the world in ninety days. Should be a piece of cake. Until her new security detail walks in the room and she’s looking into the eyes of the only man who didn’t fall for her charm. It's only a matter of time till he falls for Hollywood's Princess. ADD TO GOODREADS    

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Cover reveal: The Devil's Duet by Eva Charles




The Devil's Duet
Author: Eva Charles
Genre: Dark Romance/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Photo: Wander Aguiar
Models: Zack Salaun & Adrea



Blurb

I'm the devil's spawn.
The son of evil incarnate.
The heir to corruption and depravity. 

Gabrielle Duval once belonged to me. And whether she likes it or not, she's destined to be mine again. What will it take to lure this luscious woman back into my bed? A deal with the devil himself, of course.

My name is JD Wilder, and this is the story of how I reclaim what's mine.  





Releasing February 21, 2019





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Author Bio

A confirmed city-girl, Eva moved to rural Western Massachusetts in 2014. She found herself living in the woods with no job, no friends (unless you count the turkey, deer, and coyote roaming the backyard), and no children underfoot, wondering what on earth she had been thinking. But as it turned out, it was the perfect setting to take all those yarns spinning in her head and weave them into steamy love stories. 

A romantic at heart, Eva looks forward to date night all week. The perfect evening includes well-crafted cocktails, a fabulous perfume, Cherry Garcia ice cream, and her husband, of course. If you add good friends, live jazz, and impossible shoes, she will follow you anywhere.

Eva holds a BA from Boston College, and a JD from the Washington College of Law. She spent a career working in domestic violence, child abuse and neglect, and civil rights. Aspects of this work often find their way into her books.

When she's not writing sexy stories, trying to squeeze information out of her tight-lipped sons, or playing with the two cutest dogs you've ever seen, Eva's creating chapters in her own love story.


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