Thursday, August 30, 2018

Ten Reasons to Stay by Candace Knoebel

We are thrilled to be sharing with you the release of TEN REASONS TO STAY by Candace Knoebel. TEN REASONS TO STAY is the first standalone in the Risky Hearts duet and fans of contemporary romance won't want to miss this one! Be sure to grab your copy today!




One day a week—Thursdays—my husband and I could do whatever or whomever we pleased. Protection was non-negotiable. And no matter what, we had to be home by midnight. Jack was the one who wanted an open marriage, but we were supposed to keep things simple. No strings. No commitments. It seemed so easy…until it wasn’t. Devilishly handsome Cole Blackwater was only supposed to be a fling, but everything about him made me feel alive. Wanted. Seen. When I realized he was my husband’s boss, I should have broken things off right then…but I didn’t. One day a week, I could pretend that I was his and he was mine…until Cole wanted more. But how could I decide between the man I’d promised to love, honor, and cherish, and the man who tempted me to break every single vow I’d made?

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Candace Knoebel is a hopeless romantic with an affinity for whiskey and good music. Her love of words began when she met the boy who lived in the cupboard under the stairs. She's a self-proclaimed Lost Girl. Words are her mirror. With two completed series, her work ranges from paranormal to contemporary, all centered heavily around romance. Currently she lives in Florida with her husband and two children, and has just completed her thirteenth novel, The Taste of Her Words. Website / Facebook / Twitter / Goodreads / Amazon / Instagram / BookBub / Reader Group

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Alisa's Review: The Highlander's Promise by Lynsay Sands


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Published June 26th 2018 by Avon

In a spellbinding new Highlands story from New York Timesbestselling author Lynsay Sands, the laird of the Buchanans finds the one woman who is his equal in passion and courage...

Aulay Buchanan has retreated to his clan’s hunting lodge for a few days of relaxation. But the raven-haired beauty he pulls from the ocean puts an end to any chance of rest. Though he christens her Jetta, she knows nothing of her real identity, save that someone is trying to kill her. As she recovers, it will not be easy for Aulay to protect her and keep her honor intact when she mistakenly believes they are man and wife.

Jetta sees beyond Aulay’s scars to the brave, loyal warrior she’s proud to call her own. But as the attempts on her life grow more brazen, Jetta realizes that not all is as she believes. And if Aulay is not her husband, can she trust the desire flaring in his eyes, or his promise to defend her with his life?

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I did enjoy this book,  however it took me all summer to read.  Because my summer was crazy!  This was a great addition to the series.  Loved reading about Aulay!
This was such a different story,  wonderful that Jetta was not bothered by Aulay's scars,  to her that was handsome.  
As usual the family gathers and supports each other.  Such a loving family.
There was a softer feeling to this book

Monday, August 27, 2018

The Duke of Seduction by Darcy Burke


The Duke of Seduction, an all-new historical romance from USA Today bestselling author Darcy Burke is LIVE!

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Lady Lavinia Gillingham prefers rocks and dirt to marriage. Her passion is science, and she’s determined to marry if—and only if—she finds a man who supports her interests and intellect. So far, she’s managed to avoid attention on the Marriage Mart, but when the Duke of Seduction pens anonymous letters singing her praises, she suddenly become the toast of the ton and matrimony seems imminent.
William Beckett, Marquess of Northam possesses the reputation of a rake, but is secretly a romantic. Spurned at sixteen, he doesn’t expect to feel the sting of Cupid’s bow a second time, and yet he’s able to woo the coldest of hearts with the anonymous words he publishes. As the Duke of Seduction, he uses his skill to help Lavinia, never anticipating she has no desire for assistance. While Lavinia is pursued by several suitors, Beck is the one who is seduced when he learns that love can strike twice…
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The room wasn’t overly large, and it was—seemingly—empty. It also wasn’t terribly well lit, with a low fire burning in the grate and a pair of sconces flickering on the wall on either side of the fireplace. She was either beneath the desk or behind the curtain. He couldn’t see the underside of the desk from the door. It wasn’t a pedestal as Lord Evenrude’s had been. Circling around, he saw no one hiding there. That left the draperies on the window. He moved to the far wall and instantly noted the slight lump behind the blue damask. Moving forward, he reached for the fabric but hesitated before he pushed it aside. What if it wasn’t her? The fabric moved, and she bared her face. “You found me.” Her dark gaze registered surprise. “Oh, it’s you!” “It’s me.” “Are you still looking for a place to hide?” “I am.” She reached for his lapel and held the drapery wide, pulling him into the darkness beside her. “He’ll be done counting shortly. If he isn’t already.” “I should probably hide somewhere else,” he said, though he was loath to move. Ensconced in the dark with Lavinia, he was acutely aware of her heat and the intoxicating scent of lilies and honeysuckle. “Yes, I suppose you should.” She turned toward him, and they were so close, her breasts brushed against his chest. “Sorry,” she murmured. God, he wasn’t. He was only sorry he had to leave. “Before you go, I wanted to thank you again for the fossils.” She whispered, her breath tickling his neck as she spoke. “I can’t stop looking at them. They’re absolutely extraordinary. I hope I have reason to visit Devon one day so I can hunt for my own.” “I hope you do too. Consider yourself welcome at Waverly Court any time.” “That’s very kind of you.” He heard the smile in her voice and resisted the urge to run his fingers over her mouth so he could feel the curve of her lips. He really should go— But first, he wanted to ask her something. “Do you know the Duchess of Kendal?” “Yes, but not well. Fanny’s sister is a good friend of hers. Why?” Why indeed. Beck wanted to enlist Lavinia’s help to see if the Duchess might be able to help him learn who SW and DC might be. However, if the Duchess had been part of a scandal, she might prefer to leave those memories in the past. Furthermore, he wasn’t sure he should include Lavinia in any of this. And yet, he found he simply couldn’t resist. “Do you know what happened with the Duchess when she was out in Society—maybe sixteen years ago? The Duke mentioned something, and I was curious. Because my sister was out at the same time.” He added the last because he felt he had to share a reason for his inquiry. Still, he hated bringing Helen up since he didn’t want to answer too many questions about her, particularly regarding her fate. “She was compromised. A gentleman—I can’t remember who—wooed her. They were caught kissing, and he refused to marry her. She was ruined. It was horrible because it wasn’t even her fault. It’s so unfair. Men can kiss whomever they want, and women are blamed for any indiscretion.” “The key is to not get caught. It sounds as though this gentleman was rather inept.” “Are you saying it was his fault?” She sounded surprised. “Most would argue they were at least both to blame.” “Certainly she retains some culpability, but a decent gentleman would ensure they could kiss and not get caught.” “And how would they do that?” Something in her tone changed. Her voice lowered, and it felt as though she’d moved just a hair closer. If he leaned just a tiny bit forward, he was sure he’d feel her breasts again. God, how he wanted to. “They might hide themselves behind a drapery in the library.” “During hide-and-seek?” Beck’s cock lengthened and grew stiff as the air around them heated. “Probably not. In that case, someone is actually looking to find them.” “And yet here we are.” Her voice had changed again, going nearly breathless. “Yes, here we are.” “Are you going to, then?” she asked, her breasts grazing his chest as she edged herself against him. “Kiss me.” “By God, I think I am.” “Oh, good.”
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Friday, August 24, 2018

From a Lady to a Maid by Cassie O'Brien Blitz

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Historical Romance / Erotica
Date Published: July 2018
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing

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'You marry a man he owns you. I won't do it.'  Will falling in love change her mind?

Victorian England 1872

Lady Henrietta escapes from her locked bedroom and stepfather's attempt to starve her into agreeing to an arranged marriage that will only be of benefit to him. Underage, she must avoid his clutches until she turns twenty-one, and as Amelia Brown, she finds employment in the household of Damion, Marquis of Ashton.

High-spirited and fiercely independent, Amelia has a chance encounter with Damion, which establishes a powerful attraction between the two. Their passion ignites, the sex between them of an unrestrained delight hat is contrary to the customs of the times.

But the storm clouds are gathering. Amelia will have to take desperate measures to protect herself and the man she loves.

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Cassie O'Brien is a writer of erotic romance. From A Lady To A Maid is the second book published by Totally Bound. The first was a contemporary romance, The Girls' Club which was published in February 2018.

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Thursday, August 23, 2018

Pawn by Kerri Ann Release & Giveaway

Title: Pawn
Series: Broken Bows MC Duet #2
Author: Kerri Ann
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: August 23, 2018
I escaped hell. I was free.
I thought I could go back to normal.
I can’t.
Right now normal hurts.
I’ve seen things—done things—I’m not the same girl I was.
It changed me—he changed me.
The bar is locked up. The Horsemen clubhouse is no place for me, and I don’t belong anywhere that feels familiar.
I’m alone. I’m broken.
The only thing that feels right is my pain.
Our club is in ruins. It's left me at the helm.
Twists and turns took me down this path that lead to further destruction, and I know King had orchestrated it all.
Thing is, I’m no one’s pawn.
The club is all I have, and King won’t take us down. We'll play this out our way.
One way or another, he’ll pay for the damage to us, to them, to her…
With an avaricious appetite for stories, Kerri Ann can be found quite often with her nose in a book or writing it. On many occasion it has been said that she's in her own world, living in the stories of those she reads about, giving them a life they deserve. She can easily be found under a tree in the shade, or reclining at Starbucks scribbling notes about new stories and new characters, all while keeping the coffee chain in business. Whether late at night, at a music festival, or sitting on a ski lift, when the thoughts arise, Kerri Ann will add them to those in progress. So be wary, your antics could be in her next book.


Captured by her Cougar by Felicity Heaton Tour & Giveaway

Captured by her Cougar (Cougar Creek Mates Shifter Romance Series Book 2) by Felicity Heaton –
Book Tour and Giveaway!

New York Times best-selling paranormal romance author Felicity Heaton is here today for the book tour
of her new shifter romance release, Captured by her Cougar, the second book in her brand new
Cougar Creek Mates Series. Set in her popular Eternal Mates world, Cougar Creek Mates takes you
into the deep Canadian wilderness to a secret place that’s home to a cougar shifter pride led by four
sexy brothers, each guaranteed to steal your heart and set it racing! With all four books in the series
releasing just weeks apart, this is going to be one hot summer.
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In the wake of an Archangel attack on Cougar Creek, Storm is seething with a need for revenge against
the hunter organisation and the key to it might be the petite blonde mortal he’s locked in his cabin, one
he’s determined to make sing for him. Only the beauty has a fiery temperament to match his own, and
the more time he spends with her, the more she stokes a fire inside him. One that fills him with a startling
and undeniable need to make her sing in another way—in his arms.

Gabriella isn’t going to take her captivity lying down. She’s going to give the pig-headed brute holding her
against her will hell until he finally believes she’s innocent. He might be a cougar shifter, but she isn’t afraid
of him. Or at least she isn’t afraid of what he is. The way he affects her, the flames that lick through her
whenever they’re close, terrifies her though, because the longer she’s around the towering sexy-as-sin
shifter, the hotter that fire blazes, and it’s only a matter of time before it burns away all her restraint.
With the mating heat and the attack bringing cougars back to the creek, Gabriella is a complication
Storm doesn’t need, but she’s one that he wants… because she might just be his one true mate.

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Storm wasn’t convinced that his Little Bird didn’t know the tune he wanted her to sing, not one bit.
She hadn’t been surprised to hear him mention Archangel, which meant she knew about them, and he had
no doubt she was in league with them.
Like brother, like sister.
Ivy kept vouching for her, but even Rath wasn’t buying what his mate was selling—that Gabriella
was an innocent caught up in all of this.
If she was innocent, she would tell him everything she knew. She wouldn’t have a reason to keep
denying him and refusing to speak.
“You know the tune, Little Bird.” He turned away from the door, strode to the couch and slumped onto it.
“You just don’t want to sing it. I’m a patient man… I can wait until you break.”
He wasn’t a patient male. Not by a longshot. He was itching to open that door and scare her into speaking,
but gods, some part of him couldn’t do it. He could still taste the terror that had gone through her when
he had grabbed her and pulled her towards the bedroom, her fear that he had been about to violate her,
and it was bitter on his tongue, had him cursing himself for causing it. He had only meant to scare her into
speaking by locking her in a dark room.
Of course, Little Bird had got revenge by using the last shred of his electricity.
It was going to be a long dark night in there for her.
Storm kicked his feet up onto the coffee table between the couch and the log burner and slumped further,
so he was almost horizontal as he stared at the fire. Tomorrow, he would wheel the solar panels out into
the clearing and jack them in. Not for her sake though. His desire to get some juice in the batteries had
nothing to do with the petite blonde ball of fury ranting in his right ear about being a prisoner.
He tried to tune her out, but fuck, she was persistent.
“I demand to know how Ivy is.” Her tone, so damned regal and oh-so-British, grated on his nerves.
No one ordered him around.
So he ignored her, let her rant until she wore herself out and went quiet. He switched the focus of his
senses to her, tilted his head to his right as he felt her stillness, and listened. Her breathing was soft, even.
Little Bird had worn herself out and right to sleep.
Storm kicked his feet down, tempted to check on her. Two reasons not to sprang to mind. One, she might
be trying to trick him into opening the door so she could attempt another escape. Two, he didn’t give a
damn whether she was comfortable or not.
He really didn’t.
Not only was she human, but she was born of the same woman that the fuck-head Alexander had come
from—a woman he was sure was involved in Archangel as much as her husband had been, and therefore
had been involved in what had happened to his family and his kin.
Thirty-six years ago.
He slid his grey gaze towards the bedroom door.
Gabriella looked no older than thirty, hadn’t even been born when his parents had been brutally taken from
him during the attack by the hunter organisation, but gods, he couldn’t stop himself from laying blame on
her shoulders, because he needed someone to aim his anger at, the rage that had been festering inside him
for close to four decades now.
Rage that wouldn’t be satisfied until he hunted down every last human who had been involved in the raid a
nd painted his claws with their blood.
He tipped his head back into the couch, the leather creaking as it depressed, and sighed as he closed his
eyes and tried to relax. His cougar side shifted restlessly beneath his skin, the pain of his memories of that
night winding him tight inside, until he felt sure he would snap.
He shoved to his feet and paced, his strides clipped as he fought to work off some of the energy flooding him,
aggression and pain that needed an outlet or it would drive him to shift and hunt.
He needed a run.
He hated mountains and forests, and everything that reminded him of his early years, before Archangel.
Preferred big cities and fast cars, and even faster women. All the modern conveniences and concrete and
glass that made this world feel like a million miles away.
But the mountains and the forests gave him one thing he loved.
Space to run.
He stripped off his t-shirt and lowered his gaze and his hands at the same time, reaching for the button on
his jeans. He froze as his eyes landed on the thick scars that ran over his right hip and disappeared into the
waist of his jeans, could almost feel them where they trailed down his thigh to the inside of his knee.
His heart started to pound, a heavy rhythm that rattled his ribs as fear rose to choke him and he saw blood
on his bare skin, saw muscle carved open in the line of the scar and bone peeking through in places. His throat
closed as he heard Cobalt’s words swimming in his ears, telling him to hold on, and saw his older brother
viciously battling to protect him from the humans trying to get to him while he was weak and wounded.
Pull it together.
Storm shook off the fear and squeezed his eyes shut, clenched his teeth as he breathed through the pain,
fighting to suppress it and break the hold his memories had on him. He wasn’t there now, pissing his pants
and fearing for his life like a fucking cub while Cobalt went to war, his older brother’s strength more than a
match for the humans while Storm’s had been inadequate because he had been seven years off sexual maturity.
Movement on his senses had him snapping back to his cabin, on high alert as alarm rang through him, the
thought of coming under attack while caught up in his past and vulnerable driving him to react.
But no one was near him.
He stared at the wooden door that separated him from the human.
She shifted on his sharp senses, rolled over and moaned as she settled again.
He had been a fucking idiot for picking his cabin as her cage, but what choice had he had? The other cabins
belonged to males, and some to females, and he didn’t know who was due to return for the gathering that
would happen this year, one where eligible males were coming to service the needs of the females of the
pride who were in heat.
Gods, he wouldn’t say no to a slice of that. He needed a good fuck. No strings attached. Just the way he
loved it.
He pushed out thoughts of screwing, because it was just his hormones messing with him, the season
rousing the need in him even when he couldn’t participate. His family were responsible for maintaining
order during the gathering, and as much as he hated that, wanting to fuck like the next male, he relished
it in a way.
Because he got to do the other thing he loved.
Plenty of males lost their heads during the gathering, jacked up on hormones and pushed to the edge by
them. Storm was allowed to beat the crap out of them if they kicked off a fight that wasn’t over the right
to mate with a female, which meant he got to fight at least once a day. Not gentle warm-up type fights either.
He got to really let loose.
Just as he had when Alexander had landed that damned chopper on their land and tried to fuck with his family.
Storm slid his gaze back towards the door.
Towards Gabriella.
She groaned and moved again, and this time, it sounded more like a whimper. He focused. Her heartrate
was off the scale too. Having a nightmare?
He didn’t give a damn if she was.
Really didn’t.
Storm scrubbed a hand over his mouth. Fuck, it had been a mistake to set up his cabin as her cage. Sure,
it had been the right thing, because it would keep her safe from the other males coming to the area and
it was easier for him to keep an eye on her in his own home.
But the whole place smelled of her already.
Her scent was embedded in everything, felt as if it was seared right into his soul.
Sunshine, sand and surf, with a hint of something tropical.
He snagged the red comforter from the couch, brought it to his nose and inhaled, and muttered a ripe
curse as it smelled of her.
And damn, she smelled good.
Had his instincts as a male firing on all cylinders.

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Book 4: Craved by her Cougar (coming 29th September 2018)

Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate
paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action,
intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy
shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal
romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you
will enjoy her books too.
If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong,
powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance
books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling
Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in
every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal
Mates series.
If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places: