THE KNIGHT will be here on TUESDAY! One-Click today! “You know that feeling you get when you don't want a book to end? Every one of Skye Warren's books is like that for me. The Knight is no different. Masterful story-weaving pulls you in but it's the characters that truly hold you captive. Intriguing and page-turning, the Knight delivers with a powerful punch.” – USA TODAY bestselling author K.L. Kreig Amazon: http://amzn.to/2fTV384 iBooks: http://apple.co/2gPjiJ0 Nook: http://bit.ly/2fTZ4cF Kobo: http://bit.ly/2gJjqqr The power of pleasure… Gabriel Miller took everything from me. My family. My innocence. My home. The only thing I have left is the determination to get back what’s mine. He thinks he’s beaten me. He thinks he’s won. What he doesn’t realize is that every pawn has the chance to become a queen. And the game has only just begun. THE KNIGHT is book two in the Endgame series from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love.Start the series today! BUY NOW: ❧ Amazon: http://amzn.to/2fF2vn6 ❧ iBooks: http://apple.co/2ef7pt5 ❧ Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2dlJzNZ ❧ Kobo: http://bit.ly/2edcF1s ADD TO GOODREADS: http://bit.ly/2fnYPLB Blurb: "Sinfully sexy and darkly beautiful, The Pawn will play games with your heart and leave you craving more!" - Laura Kaye, New York Times bestselling author The price of survival... Gabriel Miller swept into my life like a storm. He tore down my father with cold retribution, leaving him penniless in a hospital bed. I quit my private all-girl's college to take care of the only family I have left. There's one way to save our house, one thing I have left of value. My virginity. A forbidden auction... Gabriel appears at every turn. He seems to take pleasure in watching me fall. Other times he's the only kindness in a brutal underworld. Except he's playing a deeper game than I know. Every move brings us together, every secret rips us apart. And when the final piece is played, only one of us can be left standing. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * THE PAWN is a full-length contemporary novel from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love. It's the first book in the brand new ENDGAME series.About the Author: Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary romance such as the Chicago Underground series. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, two sweet dogs, and one evil cat.Contact Skye: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Youtube | Pinterest | Website
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Today is the release day of Skye Warren’s sexy new THE PAWN! Check out this fantastic contemporary romance and grab your copy today! About The Pawn: The price of survival... Gabriel Miller swept into my life like a storm. He tore down my father with cold retribution, leaving him penniless in a hospital bed. I quit my private all-girl's college to take care of the only family I have left. There's one way to save our house, one thing I have left of value. My virginity. A forbidden auction... Gabriel appears at every turn. He seems to take pleasure in watching me fall. Other times he's the only kindness in a brutal underworld. Except he's playing a deeper game than I know. Every move brings us together, every secret rips us apart. And when the final piece is played, only one of us can be left standing. THE PAWN is a full-length contemporary novel from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love. Get Your Copy Today! Amazon: http://www.skyewarren.com/the-pawn-amazon iBooks: http://www.skyewarren.com/the-pawn-ibooks Nook: http://www.skyewarren.com/the-pawn-bn Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/the-pawn-14 Exclusive Excerpt: A sense of familiarity fills the space between us even though I know we haven’t met. This man is a stranger, but he looks at me as if he wants to know me. He looks at me as if he already does. There’s an intensity to his eyes when they sweep over my face, as firm and as telling as a touch. “I need…” A thud against my ribs as I think about all the things I need—a rewind button. One person in the city who doesn’t hate me by name alone. “I need a loan.” He gives me a slow perusal, from the nervous slide of my tongue along my lips to the high neckline of my dress. I tried to dress professionally—a black cowl-necked sweater and pencil skirt. His strange amber gaze unbuttons my coat, pulls away the expensive cotton, tears off the cotton fabric of my bra and panties. He sees right through me, and I shiver as a ripple of awareness runs over my skin. I’ve met a million men in my life. Shaken hands. Smiled. I’ve never felt as seen through as I do right now. Never felt like someone has turned me inside out, every dark secret exposed to the harsh light. He sees my weaknesses, and from the cruel set of his mouth, he likes them. His lids lower. “And what do you have for collateral?” Nothing except my word. That wouldn’t be worth anything if he knew my name. I swallow past the lump in my throat. “I don’t know.” Nothing. He takes a step forward, and suddenly I’m crowded against the brick wall beside the door, his large body blocking out the warm light from inside. He feels like a furnace in front me, the heat of him in sharp contrast to the cold brick at my back. “What’s your name, girl?” The word girl is a slap in the face. I force myself not to flinch, but it’s hard. Everything about him overwhelms me—his size, his low voice. “I’ll tell Mr. Scott my name.” In the shadowed space between us, his smile spreads, white and taunting. The pleasure that lights his strange yellow eyes is almost sensual, as if I caressed him. “You’ll have to get past me.” My heart thuds. He likes that I’m challenging him, and God, that’s even worse. What if I’ve already failed? I’m free-falling, tumbling, turning over without a single hope to anchor me. Where will I go if he turns me away? What will happen to my father? “Let me go,” I whisper, but my hope fades fast. His eyes flash with warning. “Little Avery James, all grown up.” A small gasp resounds in the space between us. He already knows my name. That means he knows who my father is. He knows what he’s done. Denials rush to my throat, pleas for understanding. The hard set of his eyes, the broad strength of his shoulders tells me I won’t find any mercy here. About Skye Warren: Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of dark romance such as Wanderlust and Prisoner. Praised as a “true mistress of dark erotica”, her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, four dogs, and one evil cat. Connect with Skye: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/skyewarren Twitter: https://twitter.com/skye_warren Instagram: https://instagram.com/skyewarrenbooks Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/user/SkyeWarrenBooks Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/skyewarren Website: www.skyewarren.com Enter Skye’s Giveaway! a Rafflecopter giveaway
THE PAWN by Skye Warren is now available EVERYWHERE! “Positively sinful, and outrageously sexy! Emotions run high and readers will be left gasping.” – New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones BUY NOW: ❧ Amazon: http://amzn.to/2fF2vn6 ❧ iBooks: http://apple.co/2ef7pt5 ❧ Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2dlJzNZ ❧ Kobo: http://bit.ly/2edcF1s ADD TO GOODREADS: http://bit.ly/2fnYPLB Blurb:"Sinfully sexy and darkly beautiful, The Pawn will play games with your heart and leave you craving more!" - Laura Kaye, New York Times bestselling author The price of survival... Gabriel Miller swept into my life like a storm. He tore down my father with cold retribution, leaving him penniless in a hospital bed. I quit my private all-girl's college to take care of the only family I have left. There's one way to save our house, one thing I have left of value. My virginity. A forbidden auction... Gabriel appears at every turn. He seems to take pleasure in watching me fall. Other times he's the only kindness in a brutal underworld. Except he's playing a deeper game than I know. Every move brings us together, every secret rips us apart. And when the final piece is played, only one of us can be left standing. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * THE PAWN is a full-length contemporary novel from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love. It's the first book in the brand new ENDGAME series.THE KNIGHT is now available for preorder! Amazon: http://amzn.to/2fTV384 iBooks: http://apple.co/2gPjiJ0 Nook: http://bit.ly/2fTZ4cF Kobo: http://bit.ly/2gJjqqr About the Author: Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary romance such as the Chicago Underground series. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, two sweet dogs, and one evil cat.Contact Skye: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Youtube | Pinterest | Website
The Pawn by Skye Warren
My rating: 5 of 5 stars Captivating! What a wonderful captivating book. At the end of the first chapter you know this book is going to be fabulous. I don't like to compare books but this is up there with Fifty and the Crossfire series. It is absolutely wonderful! When Avery's father gets caught doing illegal actives they are left with nothing. Selling everything off just to make ends meet is her only choice. That is until her father is hurt and the money runs out. While everyone has turned their back on her family she is desperate to find the money to hold on to her family home. With only one thing left to sell, she goes straight to the devil himself for help. Gabriel is the devil himself. Taking what he wants and doing business his way has made him a force to be reckoned with. When the opportunity comes up to have the woman he wants he decides..... game on. He will do anything to have her. This book is absolutely wonderful. This is going to be one of those series that you will re-read. You won't be able to get enough of it. It's that good. Problem ? Now we have to wait for the next book. I'm biting my nails, swaying back and forth. I can't wait! It is really that good. You don't want to miss out on this, it's a definite must read. Dark Love Boxed Set
EXCERPT FROM PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY He’s beautiful in a strange and sinful way, one that makes me more afraid. Not colorful exactly. His eyes are a gray color I’ve never seen before, both deep and opaque at the same time. The building itself is beautiful too with its wrought iron gate around a large courtyard. The fountain in the center is broken, but that only adds to the mystique. The marquee sign reads Grand, a flash of neon pink against the black night. He steps closer, the light from the sign illuminating his face, making him look even more sinister. “What’s your name?” I couldn’t answer those other men, but I find something inside for him. I find truth. “I’m not allowed to say my name to someone else.” He studies me for a long moment, taking in my tangled hair and my white dress. “Why not?” Because God will punish me. “Because I’m running away.” He nods like this is what he expected. “Do you have money?” I have twenty dollars left after bus fare. “Enough.” His lips twist, and I wonder if that’s what a smile looks like on him. It’s terrifying. “No, you don’t,” he says. “The question is, what would you do to earn some?” Anything. My voice is just a whisper. “I’m a good girl.” He laughs, and I see that I was wrong before. That wasn’t a smile. It was a taunt. A challenge. This is a real smile, one with teeth. The sound rolls through me like a coming storm, deep and foreboding. “I know,” he says gently. “What’s your name?” “Candace.” He studies me. “Pretty name.” His voice is deep with promise and something else I can’t decipher. All I know is he isn’t really talking about my name. And I know it isn’t really a compliment. “Thank you.” “Now come inside, Candace.” He turns and walks away before I can answer. I can feel the night closing in on me, the sharks in the water waiting to strike. It’s not really a choice. I think the man knows that. He’s counting on it. Whatever is going to happen inside will be bad, and the only thing worse is what would have happened outside. I hurry to catch up with him, almost running across the crumbled driveway, under the marquee sign for the Grand, past the broken fountain, desperate for the dubious safety of the man who could hold the darkness at bay. It’s the same thing that kept me in Harmony Hills for so long—fear and twisted gratitude.
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Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo / Google Play / All Romance EXCERPT: Something moves me gently, constant and rhythmic like waves. I’m warm. There’s something soft curling around my arms, wrapped inside my fists. Padding beneath my cheek that smells like home. An unnatural darkness weighs down on me, keeping me from waking up—a demon’s whisper in my ear. You’re warm, you’re safe. Sleep. I remember falling asleep, so suddenly, remember drinking water that I hadn’t filled. And I remember the phone call from Amy telling me that Giovanni’s alive. Impossible. Awareness pricks my skin like a cold breeze. Wherever I am, I’m not alone. I blink rapidly, forcing my eyes open. They adjust to the darkness quickly, taking in the tinted windows on either side and the wide leather bench curving beneath me. I’m in a car. A limo, to be exact. And it’s moving. On the opposite side of the long space, a large body reclines. I can see the wide stance of his legs, the pale white of his shirt. A suit jacket tossed beside his hip. His face is hidden in the shadows of the vehicle. I was raised by the head of the Las Vegas mafia, the capo. I grew up around guns and violence, so I know when a man is armed. It’s the way he holds himself, the warning shimmering around him like a dark halo. This man is armed and extremely dangerous. Every muscle in my body tenses. My mind still swims in thick water, because I must have been drugged. He drugged me, this faceless man. Why did he take me? It won’t be anything good, that’s for sure. Even worse, I suspect this has something to do with my past, with my family. It’s messed up that I’d rather be taken by some random psycho. But at least then I’d have a chance of getting away. “Who are you?” I demand, my voice hoarse from whatever drugs they gave me. There’s a long pause, the weight of his regard as heavy as a finger trailing down my neck. “Have I really changed that much, bella, that you don’t recognize me?”
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