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WHEN DARKNESS AND LIGHT COMBINE, DESTINED SOULS WILL IGNITE . . .
Connected since childhood. Two souls: one dark and one pure. Bracing to take the greatest step of all. River ‘Styx’ Nash loves his woman. Ever since he met Mae at the fence of the cult that had kept her captive as a child, he has never loved anyone else. He loves her black hair, her pale skin and of course, her ice-blue ‘wolf eyes’. Since Mae came crashing back into his life, his only wish has been to marry her; finally to make her his wife. But now the wedding is booked, and only weeks from forever having Mae by his side, a lifelong problem is plaguing him. He wants to marry her; he has never wanted anything more . . . . . . if only he could speak the words and declare it to the world. Salome ‘Mae’ Nash’s life had been filled with heartache and pain . . . until, at age eight, she met a strange dark-haired boy from the outside world. Years later, and reunited with her great love, Mae is ready to solder her heart to his. Finally, Mae is getting ready to marry her man. But her fiancé has become withdrawn. Something is deeply troubling him. But Mae has no idea what. Or what to do to help. Can Styx open up and conquer his deepest pain? Or will the infamous Hangmen Mute allow his fears to overcome his love for Mae and watch their much-anticipated wedding crumble to dust? Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, offensive language and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 and over.
***I Do, Babe: A Novella (Hades Hangmen #5.5) is to be read AFTER Damnable Grace (Hades Hangmen #5)*** “Mae,” Bella whispered as I walked from the changing room and stood on the elevated plinth opposite my friends and sisters. The mirror was behind me, but I did not yet dare look at my reflection. I glanced at Bella sat beside Ruth, her mother-in-law and Rider’s mama. Her eyes were filling with tears as she stared at me. Her hands were in front of her mouth. “Do you like it?” I ran my hand over my pronounced stomach. Bella nodded. “You are perfect,” she whispered. Ruth nodded in agreement. I looked at Maddie. “Madds?” She smiled warmly. “You are beautiful, Mae, this dress only enhances that. But this gown could not suit you more if you tried.” “Styx will love it,” Lilah said and held Grace tighter on her lap. “You look like a Disney princess,” Grace said. A hand came down on my arm. I turned to see Beauty behind me. “You ever gonna look in the mirror, darlin’?” She smiled. This boutique belonged to a friend of Beauty’s, and Beauty had practically organized my wedding for me. I was clueless where to even begin. “You look good, Mae.” I smiled at Letti as she sat uncomfortably on the couch. She had told me she was here to support me, but she had no opinion in such matters as wedding dress shopping. Or anything girly, she’d said affectionately. “Turn, honey,” Lilah said and I nodded my head. I had no idea why I was so nervous. I knew that Styx loved me and I loved him. I felt as though I had been waiting for this day my whole life. That I had been waiting for the day I finally cemented him as mine. Forever mine, and me forever his. Closing my eyes, I turned, allowing Beauty to guide me. “You ready?” she whispered. I pulled up the image of Styx in my mind. Me in his arms as we lay in bed. His large tattooed arms holding me close as we spoke. His voice gruff and deep. Then I pictured us laughing. The infamous Hangmen Mute of the Hades Hangmen, so different with me than with anybody else. To others he was aloof, silent, and menacing. But to me, he was loving, caring, and the most beautiful soul in the world. The other half of my heart.
Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city. After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel. Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters. Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels. When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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Four O’Clock by Josephine Traynor Series: Time Series #2 Genre: Contemporary Romance Release: April 22, 2017 Cover: Pink Ink Design Charlotte and Chris were happy to play matchmaker for Ava and Patrick - they certainly didn’t expect to find love themselves. Charlotte I’m the kinda girl that’s looking for one night and not anything after that. I refuse to date. I’ve been down that road before and it ended in heartache. For now, I’ll focus on my designs, my business and me. That’s what I told myself until tall, dark and dimpled walked into my shop and everything changed. Chris I’m the kinda guy that girls only want for the night and even then, I make sure there’s no invitation for breakfast. Broke, living at my brother’s place while working in his kitchen - I’m not exactly boyfriend material. Commitaphobes Charlotte and Chris have never felt understood. These two have so much in common, it feels like they have found the other half to themselves. Shying from relationships, they move into the unknown territory of being … daters.
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I’m a writer with a dream of sharing the characters I see in my head with others and have you fall in love with them too. I have been a writer since I was a little girl and finally got brave enough to show my work to a friend. My friend asked for more and that, in turn, resulted in me showing a couple more friends, who told me this book needs to be published.
On the other side of the pen name, I’m a mother of two and that’s a big part of why I’m using a pen name. This is MY career choice, not theirs. It’s not about being ashamed of my work, far from it, I am super proud but I have a responsibility. The other reason is due to wanting to keep the focus on my work. For the lack of a better pun, I’m an open book, ask me anything, but I think my books are far more interesting than I am.
I think about writing and characters all the time. I love nothing more than sitting down at my computer, or even with my pen and notebook, to get my imagination down on paper. I try to create characters that feel like friends, people that the reader would want to know. I aim to write stories that not only give you a laugh, but have you thinking about your own life.
About the actual name – I’d chosen another name and found out that there is another author out there with the same name. Back to the drawing board, I chose my favourite name – which was Josephine. As for the Traynor part, I’d just finished reading Jojo Moyes’ Me Before You and Will Traynor’s choices and suggestions about living to the fullest and without regret was another push for me to follow my dreams.
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She didn't expect to fall in love with her best friend... On paper, Parker’s life is amazing. His tech company is worth billions, he works just a few hours a day, calls the Florida Keys home, and has a smoking hot girlfriend. Sounds pretty sweet. And that doesn’t even take into account that his best friend, Sienna, helps him keep his life both fun and grounded. But it is with her that things go a little sideways. He has felt himself attracted to her for some time, and she has long carried a torch for him, but neither let each other know. Instead, Parker proposes to Rachel, a cold but beautiful woman who seems to work extra hard to keep him distant but his money close. Sienna can see this, but Parker is blind to it, perhaps willfully in an effort to keep Sienna off his mind. But as the wedding draws closer, Sienna becomes convinced that she must do something to stop him from making the biggest mistake of his life. Will she be able to dissuade him from marrying Rachel? And will she be able to let her guard down and admit her feelings if she does?
Title: Fallen Crest Home
Series: Fallen Crest #6
Author: Tijan
Genre: Young Adult/New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 17, 2017
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Itâs been years since my mother was in my life. I healed. I learned to accept love. I lived. Thatâs all done. She was away, and now sheâs back. Iâve avoided her for a year and a half, but I canât hide anymore. Mason has an internship in Fallen Crest, so weâre heading back for the summer. And when we got thereâno one was prepared for what happened. My hand cradled the back of his neck, holding him prisoner. I didnât want him to look away, to move away. I wanted him inside of me. His eyes darkened and as if reading my mind, he moved back to pull his pants off. After grabbing a condom, and pulling it on, he came back and settled between my legs. My arms went back around him, like returning to their home. âSam,â he murmured, tracing a finger down the side of my face. He tucked some hair behind my ear, and then I felt his lips against mine again. Yes. Home. Thatâs what this was. I groaned, my head falling back, and I felt his soft chuckle against my skin, but then he reached down and shifted, lifting my leg until I wound it around his waist. He dipped in, shifting, and I felt him at my entrance. He paused, then slid inside. My eyes closed and I relished the feel of him in me. He began moving, thrusting inside of me. As he kept going, and he slid his hands up my arms to capture my hands, I opened my eyes. We were staring back at each other, watching each other. I could feel him reaching inside of me, searching, claiming me. Everything in my body yearned for him, yearned for more. I wanted more. I needed more. The second he touched me, everything blared alive. I was awakened. Always. In and out. Mason kept thrusting. My fingers clamped down over his, sinking deep as his pace quickened. âMason,â I gasped. Weak. His onslaught kept going, harder, faster. âI love you.â He groaned, climaxing, and his body clenched as he thrust into me a last time. It sent me hurdling over the edge, and I wrapped both arms around his neck, hanging on. A moment later, he brushed a soft kiss on my forehead before he slipped out. I still lay beneath him. I didnât want to move. I didnât want him to move, and eventually, we slept like that.
I woke later, but I was still in his arms. He was curled up behind me, and I went back to sleep again. All the doubts and questions would be there tomorrow.
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Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. Sheâs written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing Fallen Crest Seven (untitled) along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldnât be without and an English Cocker she adores.
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Title: One Final Chance
Author: LK Collins | @authorLKCollins
Release Date: April 21st 2017
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What happens when the one youâre meant to be with has been right in front of you all along?
Fallon Wrenshaw never screamed one single word so loudly in all her life.
Her throat burned.
Her ears rang.
All she wanted was for him to stop, but it didnât matterâit was too late.
Whatâs done was done.
And in that moment, she realized sheâd been blind to the truth for years.
All her greatest fears turned into her sad reality. She watched it all unfold right before her, no longer able to deny it.
Her heart shattered so thoroughly, she couldnât imagine going on.
That was . . . until Parks.
He helped her see things differently.
He always had.
He was her lightâher constantâher salvation.
He was her best friend and heâd been there all along, it just took her a while to see what was meant to be, and when she did, she worried it was too late.
That sheâd lost her one final chance at love.
One Final Chance
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Parks
I open the door to find Fallon standing there. I thought she was working today, so her being here has me worried. She looks up at me, clearly upset. Her green eyes are filled with tears, and my heart breaks. My arms open to her, and she falls against my chest, letting me guide her inside as she sobs uncontrollably. I have no clue what happened, but I have a feeling that it has something to do with Leo.
âShhhhh,â I tell her and rub up and down her back. The closeness of our bodies has my cock fuckinâ throbbing, and I fight the feeling the way I have my entire life. Now is not the time for this, especially with how upset she is. Fallon and I are friends, best friends in fact, and have been since we were kids. But Iâve been in love with her my entire life; Iâve just never told her about my feelings.
âHere, come sit,â I tell her when her sobs become less erratic and she turns her face up to me. Her cheeks are streaked with her makeup, and her lip is trembling, but sheâs no longer sobbing as she lets me move her to the couch. She flops her tight ass down, and the second I sit next to her, she scoots over to my lap, laying her head a few inches away from my dick.
Motherfucker!
I let out a breath of air, imagining my dad naked to help control my cock. If I get hard right now with her on my lap, sheâd be mortified and surely hate me. But I can feel it growing, so I decide to start talking to see if the will help.
âIs it Leo?â I ask her, and she nods her head as she wipes her sleeve across her cheek.
Goddamn it, donât move.
âI . . . I donât know how I let this happened again, Parks.â
My cock wonât stop, and I have to slip away. âIâm going to grab you some tissues,â I tell her, and she sits up, nodding at me so innocently. I grab a box of Kleenex, which I only have because I was sick last week and Fallon brought them over. As I head back to the living room, I find Fallon with her knees pulled to her chest, and I think I have a fair shot at keeping my dick down if she is on her side of the couch.
âHere,â I tell her as I hand her the box. She wipes her eyes and blows her nose, and I have to know what happened. As much as I know it will hurt her to replay whatever happened, I need to know. âWhat did that asshole do?â
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From the bestselling author of Weightless and A Love Letter to Whiskey
Wren Ballard is trying to find herself. She never expected to be divorced at twenty-seven, but now that the court date has passed, it’s official. The paperwork is final. Her feelings on it aren’t. Spending the summer in a small mountain town outside Seattle is exactly what she needs. The peaceful scenery is a given, the cat with the croaky meow is a surprise, but the real kicker? A broody neighbor with nice arms, a strange reputation, and absolutely no interest in her. Anderson Black is perfectly fine being lost. He doesn’t care about the town’s new resident — he’s too busy fighting his own demons. But when he’s brought face to face with Wren, he can see her still-fresh wounds from a mile away. What he doesn’t see coming is his need to know who put them there — or his desperation to mend them. Sometimes getting lost is the way to find yourself. Sometimes healing only adds a new scar. And sometimes the last place you expected to be is exactly where you find home.
I had just grabbed my oversized hat and slipped my sunglasses on when I spotted Anderson walking up the drive with a large trash bag slung over his shoulder. He wore a simple, black V-neck and distressed jeans, an outfit way too dark and hot for the heat. A light sheen of sweat gathered on his neck as he made his way toward my cabin, his eyes hidden behind all-black sunglasses.
"Change your mind?" I asked, not even fighting the grin on my face as I walked outside and leaned against the banister. Anderson squinted up at me, his boots heavy as they hit each stair. "About?" "Tubing?" I asked. That was why he was here, right? "Oh." He shook his head as he hit the top stair, shrugging the bag off his shoulders to hold it by the neck in one fist. "No, I have somewhere to be..." His voice trailed off, and even through the tinted shades of his glasses I felt his eyes on my chest. I'd strapped on my favorite boho print bathing suit and paired it with a dainty gold chain that wrapped around my neck once before dipping between my chest and crossing over my ribs. He sniffed, holding the bag out toward me. "I just came to drop these off. My clothes. Well, the ones that could probably use a little TLC." My eyes lit up and I reached for the bag, but Anderson snatched it back, brows shooting up into his forehead. "No frills, Wren." I threw my hands up in surrender. "I promise." He smirked, just slightly, and handed the bag over, tucking his hands in his front pockets. "Are you sure you don't want to come?" I asked, peering into the bag at my project before setting it just inside the cabin and locking the door behind me. "I can't," he said, lips pressed together. He was tense, the muscles on his forearms tight as he glanced around at pretty much everything but me. I opened my mouth to ask why but was cut off by the sound of a truck flying into my drive, tires sliding against the gravel. Tucker was in the driver's seat with Davie in the passenger. Sarah and Yvette sat in the back, laughing with their hands up as the truck skidded to a stop. They were both sprawled out on a pile of tubes, wearing bathing suit tops and tiny shorts. All of their faces froze when they saw Anderson. "Hey, you ready, Wren?" Tucker asked warily, his eyes moving from where Anderson stood in front of me, to me, and back again. "Yeah, one sec!" I called back. I turned to Anderson, but his eyes were hard on Tucker, jaw ticking under his skin. When he faced me once more, an anchor fell from my throat into the pit of my stomach, immobilizing me completely. Because even though I 'd tried to convince myself I was wrong, I recognized the look in his eyes. Possession. And when his nose flared and he took one big step toward me, our chests brushing, his hand reaching out to rest almost imperceptibly on my hip, the anchor in my stomach exploded into flames, burning a desire so fierce I inhaled a toxic breath and didn't let it go. "Be careful, okay?" His eyes locked on mine just before he leaned in and swiftly kissed my cheek. He turned on his heel and jogged down the stairs and past the truck. Sarah called his name, but he didn't acknowledge her, just kept his gaze forward until he'd disappeared from view. And then everyone looked at me.
Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing “emotional rollercoaster” stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance — in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you’re a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she’s your gal.
An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs. When Kandi isn’t writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer and sweet wine — not necessarily in that order.
Title: Turning Back
Series: Turning #2
Author: JA Huss
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Release Date: April 12, 2017
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I lived in the dark for three years. My whole world revolved around the whims and happiness of three men. It was just a trip into the forbidden. A way out of a bad situation and forward into nothingness.
Quin, with his easy smile and charming good looks. He was always there for me... Until he wasnât.
Smith, and his dispassionate attention. He was never there for me and he never regretted it.
Bric, the one who listened, but only to himself. Self-absorbed, self-obsessed, and self-serving. He was never the one I wanted.
And now he might be the only one I have left.
It was good while it lasted, I guess. But it couldâve been so much more. It couldâve been so much better.
And thatâs why Iâm turning back.
âSo then what happened?â Bric asks.
Weâre sitting at our booth in the White Room. Before I left, Iâd sit in the middle of the bench, Quin would sit across from me in a chair, and Bric would sit to my left.
Bric is still to my left, Quin isnât here yetâif heâs coming at allâand Adley is in her baby seat on my right.
Everything is familiarâbut off.
âThen he went to bed.â
âWhatâd you do?â
âI sat there on the couch for a while trying to figure out what happened.â
âWhat did you come up with?â Bric is looking very intently at me. Like everything Iâm saying is critically important.
âHe hate-fucked me, thatâs what I came up with, Bric!â
âRochelle,â Bric says, throwing me one of those Donât overreact looks.
âIâm serious. Thereâs no other explanation for it. He hate-fucked me. Revenge fuck. Whatever you want to call it. Thatâs what happened last night.â I sigh and try not to feel depressed and sad. âAnd then this morning I got out of bed to go check on Adley when she woke up, and when I came back, he was gone.â
âGone?â Bric asks. âWhereâd he go?â
âJust left,â I say. âI texted him. Asked if heâd be here for breakfast. And he never texted back.â
âHeâs just mad,â Bric says.
âI know.â I huff. âHe told me that last night too. He spelled it out very clearly. He was worried about me. Sad about my leaving. But then when I came backââ
âNow heâs just angry.â
âRight.â
âItâs a pretty typical reaction,â Bric says.
âI realize that. Which is why Iâm not going to make a big deal about this. But I donât know if this is going to work, Bric. He might not want me. He might just want to hurt me. Exactly the way I hurt him.â
âNo,â Bric says, like Iâm being ridiculous.
âIâm not being ridiculous,â I say. âMaybe heâs not out to hurt me. But heâs doing something, Bric. Heâs playing a game, but Iâm pretty sure weâre not all playing the same game.â
âHeâs mad, Rochelle. You have to expect that. Heâs gonna come around.â
âWhat does that mean? Come around? Do you really think heâs gonna fall back in love with me the way he was? Because I donât. I think heâs here for us. Me, you, and him together. And thatâs all.â
Bric rubs his hand across his scratchy jaw as he thinks this over, so I check on Adley. She fell asleep in the car on the way over here and hasnât woken up yet. Bric is still thinking.
âI donât want an us, Bric.â
He looks me in the eye and says. âI do. But I get it. And Iâm fine with you and Quin getting your little happy ending. But Iâm telling you, Rochelle, heâs just trying to protect himself right now and the best way to let him work that out and ensure you two get back together is to have an us.â
âHe said he doesnât trust me.â
âHe has a good reason,â Bric counters.
âI know that,â I say, starting to get angry. âI understand that. But the whole point of us doing this⦠game⦠or whatever it is, was so that you can help me figure this out. I want him, Bric. Youâre supposed to help me.â
But as soon as the words come out of my mouth I realize how stupid that is. I trust no one and I have very good reasons for that. Iâve learned over the course of my life that people are selfish. People are out for themselves. People are liars. I have a lot of experience in being lied to.
Elias Bricman definitely fits all those assumptions I have about people. And then some.
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JA Huss is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty romances. She likes stories about family, loyalty, and extraordinary characters who struggle with basic human emotions while dealing with bigger than life problems. JA loves writing heroes who make you swoon, heroines who makes you jealous, and the perfect Happily Ever After ending.
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