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Today we have the cover reveal for BEDROOM HYMNS by Morgan Reeves! Check it out and pre-order your copy today!
Title: BEDROOM HYMNS Author: Morgan Reeves Genre: Dark Romance Release Day: October 11th About Bedroom HymnsThey took me, broke me, remade me in their image. I am branded by their twisted ambitions; martyred by their greed. They ground me down until I was everything they wanted and more, and at the end I thanked them for it. Jackson. Dominic. Cole. They forced me to love them, and then they cast me aside like yesterday’s trash. But they taught me to be the best. So that’s exactly what they’ll get. Because in the end… Revenge is sweeter than love. And they’ll never see me coming.Pre-order NowAmazon | Kobo | iBooksAdd to GoodreadsExcerptHis kiss was hungry. Hot, and sinful, and a whole lot of wicked. It sank down to my soul and tarnished it with every pass of his tongue. And God, how I loved it. He killed me with every kiss, every caress, and I always begged for more. He was my drug of choice, my deadly addiction, and I’d die happy if he just kept touching me. I leaned in closer, forgoing breath for another taste, but he broke the kiss and stepped back. “Get some sleep, Sophia,” he said quietly. He always made it a point to say my name. I was sure it tasted like victory on his lips. My final fall into his arms, his life. My ultimate submission. I wanted to claw my name onto his skin and brand him as mine. Take that name and reclaim it as a weapon of destruction and power. We’d see how it felt on him then. Fuck but I loved this man. It would make the pain that much sweeter when I destroyed him.GiveawayAbout the Author Morgan Reeves is the author of the Never Ever After series. When she isn’t writing, Morgan chases around two energetic minions and tries to convince her loving husband that a miniature pig would make a great pet. She is also extremely fond of iced tea and hot coffee. You can find her books on all major retail sites, and she always loves to hear from readers so feel free to send her a message through Facebook at www.facebook.com/authormorganreeves. Morgan currently lives in Raleigh, NC.
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Be the first to get a sneak peak at With the First Goodbye by Len Webster! It's releasing September 27. EXCLUSIVE iBooks pre-order → http://apple.co/2vbTu12 Goodreads →http://bit.ly/2vDNCdq ![Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00014]](https://obsessedwithmyshelf.files.wordpress.com/2017/09/wtfg_teaser2-v3.jpg) The woman who sat in front of him had been everything at one time. Until the real Sarah Collins unveiled herself. A manipulative bitch. A woman willing to take a secret to her grave. A person who would go to extreme lengths to ruin lives. She had been the woman Max had loved. All the things he had been oblivious to since he had met her were now clear. She wasn’t the kind-hearted girl he had helped when he was eight. The one who sat on her doorstep crying as her parents fought. He saw the sad girl. He knew how nice she was underneath it all, but everyone else hadn’t. Everyone saw the true Sarah while Max had been in denial. For as long as Max had known Sarah, she had never been much of a crier. The first time had been when they were eight. But then he saw her shed tears when the truth of her ways came to light. She had told Clara a lie that broke her and Noel apart. Max had ended it with her when he discovered what a blackened heart she had. That was when she had cried. It took seventeen years until he saw those tears of hers again. She had never shown an inch of emotion and never given much in the companionship department. Max had never been an option for her. Instead, his best friend, Alex Lawrence, had. She had chosen the star footballer and the brains. The same man who went to Stanford while Max stayed in Melbourne. “I wish I had never done it, Max. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep feeling this pain. I don’t want to be without you,” she sobbed. He knew she meant it. Sarah had never shown more than her bitchy side. Max had thought it was a portrayal—something to hide behind. A defence mechanism. But he had learnt the hard way that it wasn’t a façade. It was real. It was her. All of her. A heartless bitch. Max stood from the dining chair where he sat. She had called him in the middle of a client meeting mumbling and threatening self-harm if he did not see her immediately. The love he thought he felt had him excusing himself and driving across the city to her Docklands apartment. The love he thought she felt for him had him at her door. What he had expected was a remorseful woman, not a soulless and sinister woman in lingerie. It was an act. One he fell for. She was quite the actress. That and his love for her had made him a blind man. Love made him a terrible person. And love made him betray his best friends. ![Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00014]](https://obsessedwithmyshelf.files.wordpress.com/2017/09/wtfg_teaser1-v2.jpg)  About Len Webster: Len Webster is a romance-loving Melburnian with dreams of finding her version of ‘The One.’ But until that moment happens, she writes. Having just graduated with her BBusCom from Monash University, Len is now busy writing her next romance about how a boy met a girl, and how they fell completely and hopelessly in love. She is also not a certified explorer, but she’s working on it. Find Len online! BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/len-webster Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lennwebster Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/lennwebster Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lennwebster Snapchat: https://www.snapchat.com/add/lennwebster Twitter: https://twitter.com/lennwebster Website: https://www.lenwebster.com
Pretty Broken Dollsby Ker Dukey & K. Webster Pretty Little Dolls #4 Publication Date: TBD Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance
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Purchase:Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU About K. Webster K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers. Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen. You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads! Website: www.authorkwebster.com Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bllgoP
About Ker Dukey My books all tend to be darker romance, edge of your seat, angst filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my titles…prepare for the unexpected. I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters growing up. My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light; some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling. When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.
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Amazon US I Amazon UK I Amazon CA  The cage door closes on Emma Bryant’s freedom after she is arrested for a brutal murder that she did not commit. The tough-talking lioness knows the penalty she faces is death. Can she repel all of the lies in order to survive? Scott Frazier is always the joker. Beneath the golden lion’s mane is hidden a secret that just might save the woman he’s known to be his future mate since the first time he saw her. The blood of kings runs through him. Will he make the ultimate sacrifice to save the one he loves? Fighting the Lies is the sequel to The Touch of Snow; the paranormal romance that had non-readers converting to the genre. It continues the story of the Glacial Blood pack as they strive to save a member from the horrific position she finds herself in. But the story isn’t that simple, not when Nuka Lincoln is around, and an impending storm threatens the world as they know it. The Glacial Blood world is full of intrigue, suspense and kick arse fights. It also features a secret that should remain untold. A family isn’t always blood; it’s the people in your life that accept you for what you are.  Anna Edwards is a British Author that has a love of travelling and developing plot lines for stories. She has spent that last two years learning the skills of writing after being an accountant since the age of 21. As well as Roleplaying on twitter, she can also be found writing poetry on Twitter Her debut novel, Surrendered Control was released in November 2016 and has received fantastic feedback on the drama of story. Since then she has released four other books in 'The Control Series'. The Touch of Snow is the first book in a seven (at the moment) paranormal romance series. Anna only recently discovered paranormal romance but instantly fell in love with it. Brayden and Selene's story came to her in a dream. In her writing she loves to combine her love for romantic and erotic novels with her passion for travel to give an international feel to her novels. Death Valley is somewhere she visited in 2008 after a tragic personal event. It was part of a tour of the west coast of America that she loved a great deal. The highlight of the trip was a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon . Anna Edwards likes her hero's hot and hunky with a dirty mouth. Her heroines demur but spunky and her books in a kick arse series. 
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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author of thirteen novels. With over a million books sold, her titles have placed on the New York Times Bestseller list seventeen times. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 12-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 10-year-old boy. Penelope, her husband, and kids reside in Rhode Island. 
Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times Bestselling author. With more than a million and a half books sold, her titles have appeared in over eighty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in seventeen languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six. 
Gavin Kingsley burst into my life in a sharp and unexpected twist of fate. You know his type—arrogant, dangerously handsome and impossible to ignore. Something dark within him calls to the shadows inside me. I long for the kind of heart-wrenching passion I’ve only read about, and his tragic past reads like one of my favorite literary classics. Raw. Visceral. Captivating. Together, we’re a perfect mess. The deeper I fall into his world, the more I crave him like a drug—he pushes every boundary I have, and challenges everything I thought I wanted. I want to unlock his heart. I want his dirty secrets. But in the end, will he be the blade that cuts me ... or the bond that makes my life complete? Written in the same vein as Kendall Ryan’s New York Times bestselling and much loved international phenomenon, Filthy Beautiful Lies, Dirty Little Secret begins an erotic new series. 
“Emma could be the perfect companion, don’t you think?” I turned to face his desk, where he still sat. He rolled his eyes, and I swooped in for the kill. He’d had his chance. I’d given it to him on a silver platter. Which meant that the coast was clear. If he didn’t want her . . . “So, you don’t mind if I take her to the Bennett Foundation gala?” I raised my eyebrows. Gavin’s brow furrowed but his eyes went ice cold, his pause saying far more than his words. “Of course not. Why would I mind?” Bullshit. Maybe this little push was just what he needed to get his head out of his ass. I nodded. “Good.” His mouth turned down a notch, and I could tell he was thinking. Processing. For a moment, I didn’t think he was going to take the bait. But then, I knew my brother. I’d laid down a challenge, questioned why he was so adamantly against the idea of hiring her, and although he didn’t want to open up and share, this topic was far from over. Our calendars were slammed, and we both knew it. His assistant had joked just that morning that it would make her job a hell of a lot easier if we each just found a girlfriend. Gavin had scoffed so hard, I thought he was going to bust an artery. Gavin heaved out a sharp exhale. “What makes you so interested in her, anyway? I thought they were all a number on a paycheck to you?” I shrugged. “They are until they’re not. You, of all people, should know—” “Enough,” Gavin barked. “Right.” I shoved my hands in my pockets. “Shame, though. Seems like there’s something . . . interesting between you two.” Briefly, I wondered if they had a history. “Anything you want to tell me?” “No, but I have a question for you,” he snapped back with a lethal smile that didn’t reach his narrowed eyes. “What the fuck are you still doing in my office?” “Trying to find out whether you’re going to let me have this one, or if we’re going to be fighting for the same prize,” I answered honestly. Gavin looked up from his screen. “Are you high?” His mouth thinned into a firm, chiseled line. “If you want her, take her. I’m not playing with her like she’s a chew toy.” “Okay. But that doesn’t change the fact that you need a date to the charity auction. A girl like her on your arm? Imagine the business we could do. She’s like a walking commercial. And when you’re done rubbing elbows with all the fancy people, I’ll take her off your hands for a couple of events of my own. Use your head, man, she’s perfect. The girl every guy wants to be seen with. Sweet enough to bring home to Mother, hot enough to imagine her on her knees, with that mouth—” “Got it,” Gavin snapped. He stared at a point on the ceiling, then blew out an annoyed sigh. “If I take her to the fucking auction, will you stop, already?” “Yup.” “I’ll tell you right now, though, if this is business, neither of us are sleeping with her.” I bit back a laugh but nodded anyway. If that was what Gavin wanted to tell himself, I wasn’t about to stop him. Fact was, though, if she would have either of us, we’d probably get our dicks caught in our zippers in the rush to get our pants off. Telling him that would only make him change his mind, and I’d gotten what I wanted. If this girl had my big brother this riled up? She was something special. And no matter what he thought of himself, he deserved something special in his life again. If I had to agree to take her out as well just to get him to go along with it, so be it. It wasn’t exactly a hardship, after all. OR Another option if we don't want to advertise the triangle is: “Tonight was your evening out with Emma, wasn’t it?” His dark brows drew together as he continued to study me. “It was. I just dropped her off at home.” Taking another long sip of my drink, I hoped he read my fuck off signal loud and clear. “How did that go? Did she live up to expectations?” No such luck. I shrugged. Maybe he thought I fucked her. I obviously didn’t. Ben could vouch for that. Jesus. “It was fine. We went to the event, and then I took her home. I won the Seychelles trip this year.” “Oh, good. Another overpriced vacation you’ll never go on. Don’t change the subject.” I rolled my eyes, adding another measure of bourbon to both our glasses. The bastard was referring to the trip to Tahiti I never took. Not that it went to waste. I gifted it to our highest-earning girl last year. She took her parents. I still had the photo of them on lounge chairs sitting on my desk. As much as I didn’t want Quinn’s advice right now, I knew he was about to dish up a heaping serving. I bit the inside of my cheek and waited. The dude clearly had something he needed to get off his chest. “Something’s different with this one,” he said. “I’m just trying to put my finger on what it is.” He’d figure it out eventually; it didn’t take a rocket scientist. I drank the rest of my bourbon, waiting. “I’m just trying to figure out if it’s more than just the fact she looks like Ashley.” Ding, ding, ding. Fucker. “Drop it, Quinn. It has nothing to do with that.” I didn’t want it to, and honestly, as I got to know Emma, the less their similarities seemed to matter. That first time I saw her in the coffee shop, though, I’d been knocked back three years. Looking at Emma was like staring into the face of my once-upon-a-time. But I knew that wasn’t possible. I’d been there the day they’d lowered her into the ground. I’d said my good-byes, as final as they were.
A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine. She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.
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