Love Me Crazy, an all-new Modern Day Bonnie and Clyde Romantic Suspense by M.N. Forgy is releasing September 13th!Cover Design by Cover It! Designs SynopsisLegend has it that there’s an intangible red string that binds two souls destined to be together. No matter the time, place, or circumstance, nothing can break the invisible thread between those two people who are meant to be together. That’s what it was like between Warner and I—an instant connection, like we’d always been together. He and I, both from traumatized families, found comfort in one another. The boy with the letterman jacket and charismatic smile. And me, his bohemian princess. The invisible string pulling us to one another despite the danger our love created. The town whispered about us. Our parents threatened us to stay away from one another. They tried to cut the string and keep us apart. We simply tied it in chaotic knots, with no hope for ever separating them. Together, we escaped and became the modern-day Bonnie and Clyde. Our getaway filled with crime and passion. But will our unbreakable bond uphold the chaos fate brought us, or will our love bleed into a pool of crimson? Add it to your TBR - https://bit.ly/2KZFdYO About M.N. ForgyM.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans. Follow M.N. ForgyFacebook page: http://bit.ly/2vgjXYo Amazon page: http://amzn.to/2Fs02dj Newsletter: http://mnforgy.com/newsletter/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/m.n._forgy_author/ Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2BEto5Q Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8110729.M_N_Forgy
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Bloodlines, an all new Standalone MC Romance by M.N. Forgy is coming April 18th!I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck. Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother's. I'm the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can't escape. I was ordered to protect her... Falling in love with a woman and a child that's not even mine was the last thing I saw happening. Add to Goodreads - http://bit.ly/BloodlinesMNForgy EXCERPT“Hello?” Nothing. Scooting to the side of the bed, I grab an ashtray off the nightstand and waddle to the doorway. There are condiments out of the fridge sitting on the counter, but I still don’t see anyone. Well, if they’re making something to eat they obviously aren’t here to hurt me. I take a step out, my eyes bouncing all over the room for who might be in here with me. Maybe it’s Jillian again. “You want one?” I scream, swinging the ashtray behind me. It thumping as I make contact with the intruder. “Fucking hell!” A man bends over, grabbing his forehead where I hit him. Gasping, I take a few steps back and drop the ashtray to the floor. Hissing, he stands up. His blondish colored hair falls in his eyes, intricate tattoos swirl along his arms, and that jaw of his could cut glass. “You crazy ass bitch!” My eyebrows draw inward at his tone of voice. Our eyes lock for a few seconds before slowly trailing up and down one another. His eyes are the lightest brown I’ve ever seen with a hint of green mixed within. Like a sturdy tree standing in an emerald forest. He’s taller than me, skin tanned, and holds a softness to his face, but there’s a sharp edge there too. It’s as if Kane and Gatz were mixed into one and made this man. He glares, pulling his hand away from the bump forming on his forehead. “Are you insane? My water could have broken sneaking up on me like that!” Instinctively, I place my palm on my belly. “Who are you? What are you doing in here?” Ignoring my questions, he walks back to the counter where the lettuce and bread were left out. “My name is Mac, and I’m the fucking babysitter.” His eyes slowly rise to mine, a chiseled smile crossing his smug face as he lifts his chin with more confidence than I can handle looking directly at. “I don’t need a babysitter,” I sass. “I’m here for that, not you.” He points to my pregnant belly, his silver chain-looking bracelet sliding around his wrist. I shift on my back foot, and sigh. Over the past few months, death has not scared me but losing my child has. For Gatz’s club to be here and help protect a fetus that might not even be their own. That stands for something. “My name is Simone—” “I know who you are. The chick that got pregnant by two men, from two different clubs.” The coldness in his voice drips like ice. “Are you a biker hopper?” His tone casual as if we’re discussing a movie we just saw. “A what?” I snap, not familiar with the terminology. “You know, like a mattress hopper, only you’re jumping from biker dick to biker dick.” He waves around a mayonnaise covered butter knife. My jaw drops. “That’s not who I am—” “Are you a prostitute or something then?” His tone serious. My face burns with anger, and the urge to hit him in the head with the ashtray again flares. “You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?” He smirks, and I can tell I’m in deep shit with this guy.About M.N. ForgyM.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.Stalk M.N. ForgyFacebook page: http://bit.ly/2vgjXYo Amazon page: http://amzn.to/2Fs02dj Newsletter: http://mnforgy.com/newsletter/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/m.n._forgy_author/ Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2BEto5Q Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8110729.M_N_Forgy Recourse (Sin City Outlaws Christmas Novella)Did you love Zeek and Jillian from the Sin City Outlaws MC series? Now you get to see a glimpse of your favorite characters and their dysfunctional Christmas!Releasing December 7th!Blurb:Naughty or nice, it seems to be the way Zeek and I live our relationship. I’m the sheriff, and he’s the outlaw of a major biker gang. I have to pick a side this Christmas. Do I honor my badge like I was born to do, or do I cross my line of blue and my man home for Christmas?Excerpt:Pulling myself together, I step into the bathroom and throw some cold water on my face. My body is flushed and sweaty after Zeek just made me combust on his face. That man can do magical things with his tongue. It’s more than just what he gives me with his body though. It’s the pieces of his heart and soul I know I’m getting every time we intertwine as one that does me in. I get to see his soft spots and his hard ones. I get to see and feel what nobody else does. Heading out of the bathroom, I grab the other piece of the candy cane laying on the bed and stick it in my mouth. The smell of Peppermint causing my cheeks to heat with images of me and Zeek moments ago. My mouth feels clean but dirty all at the same time. I’ll never look at these damn candies the same again. Shutting the bedroom door behind me, I turn around and run face to face with Dolly.Pre-Order Links: Amazon US: http://a.co/0Z1o0jq TBR: Links: http://bit.ly/2zXRc8D Free Ride releases on November 15th Pre-order your copy NOW: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2xpKVNP Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2zDFmw1 Amazon CA: http://amzn.to/2gDymHL iBooks: http://apple.co/2xMuF8Q Nook: http://bit.ly/2gN7O7s Kobo: http://bit.ly/2lhkjwX Blurb I’m crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I’m out of my mind and my life isn’t even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it’s an accurate assumption. Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father’s club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose. It wasn’t until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me. Him. In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him. There’s no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that. About the Author M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
Stalk Her: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Illicit (Sin City Outlaws Book 4) by M.N. Forgy releases on July 27th! **Can be read as a standalone** Pre-order your copy NOW: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2tWJmZ7 Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2uER8ED **Additional Retailers to follow** Blurb I’m an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn't capable of human compassion. So I’ve been told anyway. Raven is my club’s prisoner. I’ve been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself. She’s my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside me I want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven…and her hell. My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club. And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed. About the Author M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
Stalk Her: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Retaliate (Sin City Outlaws Book 3) by M.N. Forgy releases on April 24th! Pre-order your copy NOW: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2p4oTMN Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2nBpUi7 iBooks: http://apple.co/2pqpnvR Nook: http://bit.ly/2oVadms Kobo: http://bit.ly/2o12cHo Blurb Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks. Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do. Because of that, I wasn’t expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them. Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed. I just wasn’t expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we’re retaliating against a common enemy together. About the Author M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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Today we’re having the cover reveal for Plus One by M.N. Forgy writing as Missy Blake. I am so excited to bring you this sexy contemporary romance! Check it out and be sure to preorder your copy today! Title: Plus One Author: M.N. Forgy writing as Missy Blake Release Date: January 30th Genre: Romantic Comedy About Plus One: No feelings. No lies of calling the next day, and no empty promises of not banging anyone’s mother. If I could act like I’ve never met a set of twins I screwed on the same night, thinking they were the same person, then I could do this. It was the perfect set up for a fake relationship and it was simple. We faked our smiles, we faked our laughs; hell, we even faked our love. It wasn’t real. But that kiss was anything but fake, and the orgasm was anything but pretend. Somehow my plus one had become more, and now I’m standing here with my underwear around my ankles wondering what in the hell to do next.
Special Pre-Order Price!!Amazon: http://a.co/fVMArQrB&N: http://bit.ly/2iRkcWEiTunes: PendingExclusive Excerpt: “Sign it? Really? We’re going that far?” I narrow my eyes. “Yes, sign it,” he declares seriously. “We have to make this look and feel real if anyone is going to believe it. But we need to protect ourselves in the process. So this paper is a reminder that we won’t break these rules. Rules that will keep us within an inch of crossing the line from fake to a real couple,” he informs, making more sense than I pegged him for. I snatch it from him, looking it over. No falling in love with me. Even though you’ll really want to. No sleeping in bed because Rae wants me to wear her legs like earmuffs. No sex because Rae has an eighties bush and something might bite me. No kissing on the mouth because Rae wants me to kiss her somewhere else. I roll my eyes. “Your ego is obviously bigger than your brain,” I opine. “But not as big as something else.” He winks like the devil and I avert my eyes back to the paper in fear I’ll look at his package. It’s hard. Keeping my self-control intact that is… About Missy Blake: Bestselling author M.N. Forgy known for her suspense gritty romances has decided to take a walk on a different side of things writing under pen name Missy Missy Blake is the perfect outlet to express her sassy, funny, romantic side of M.N. Forgy. So with a glass of wine in her hand, she trudges forward to deliver the perfect book boyfriend in a variety of worlds. Connect with Missy: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/M-N-Forgy/625362330873655 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/m.n._forgy_author/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/M_N_FORGY M.N. Forgy's page: http://bit.ly/MNForgyFaceBook Missy Blake Page: https://www.facebook.com/missy.blake.37454 Enter Missy’s Giveaway: a Rafflecopter giveawayExcerpt Walking toward my room I notice my bike propped up on two blue milk crates. I stop in my tracks, my hands balling in my palms so hard my nails cut the skin. Bull is hunched down, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. No shirt on under his leather vest and grease all over him. Music plays behind him as his dexterous hands make quick work at the guts of my Fixie. Panic races in my chest. He’s breaking her apart bolt by bolt! What the fuck? Is he trying to destroy everything of mine? “Oh I love that song.” I flinch, not noticing Jose standing behind me. “It’s Godsmack‘s Stay Away.” He informs. “Jesus Christ, Jose, you can’t just sneak up on me like that!” I scorn, clutching my chest. “I could have just punched you in the throat, do you realize that?” He knows what goes on out here, I have to stay on my toes all the time. “You going over there?” Jose ignores my rant, eyeing Bull over my shoulder. Biting my cheek I turn. My throat bobbing as I watch Bull toss bolts and shit over his shoulder. My thighs clench on their own, defying the rage poisoning me. Sweat drips from his forehead, black grease streaked among his hard chest. I can’t help the hitch in my breathing. “Can I have him?” Jose whispers. I blink away the sultry smog clouding my anger and stomp toward the sexy biker. “Yeah, after I kill him!” I clip. Bull stands and flicks his cigarette. His movements appearing in slow motion as smoke bellows from his lips. He turns, his back facing me and shrugs out of his cut, throwing it over on the patio. His muscular back inked with the same image that is on the vest. I narrow my brows, trying to remind myself of the mission at hand. Holding my hand out I hesitate on if I should touch him or turn around. I look over my shoulder and see Jose looking at me like I lost my mind. Maybe I have. Inhaling a large breath, I poke Bull in the shoulder as hard as I can. His skin is slick with sweat and hot to the touch. The contact shooting warmth through my finger and through my body before igniting in my toes. He looks over his shoulder, a hard look on his face. “What the fuck are you doing?” I snarl. He lifts his chin and smiles. Fucking smiles. What Might Kill Us by M.N. Forgy releases November 7th! Now Available for Pre-order! Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2elyL1U Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2dZ5Anq iBooks: http://apple.co/2dNCvrW Nook: http://bit.ly/2eXUyP2 Kobo: http://bit.ly/2eeizhF Blurb Brotherhood is what Bull bleeds and all that he knows. Being the king of The Devil’s Dust and surrounded by easy women was his everyday… until having his heart broke rooted him to the bottom of a whiskey bottle. Heartbroken, and drowning in lost memories he’s unsure of the direction of his life, when the answer – consisting of a terrified Mexican girl- nearly knocks him off his feet. Determined to get his act together and rectify his club, he rides to Texas for answers, only to be confronted with the emotional ghosts he isn’t ready to deal with. He sees Anahi, and he wants her. But she may come with more baggage than Bull is ready for. Anahi used to be prim and proper. She used to wear dresses and keep up appearances to impress people she didn’t know. I guess you could say she was a fucking lady. But that was when she lived in Mexico with her parents. Before her uncle turned on her. Before, the only man she ever loved, her step-brother, betrayed her. Before she was forced to be a drug mule for the Cartel. Evening gowns a lost memory, expensive heels traded for boots, and a nine millimeter in her hand instead of a limited edition purse. Anahi sets aside everything she’s ever known including the fairytale stories her mother told her about America. She’s angry, determined, and looking for a way out. Haven’t read this series yet? Now is your chance, grab books 1-4 for ONLY $0.99! Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2eINe62 Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2dZ5Anq About the Author M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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