Saturday, August 15, 2015


Blue Hill Blood by Elizabeth Gray Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Fiction, Thriller
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Henry - My past is gruesome and unforgettable no matter how hard I try to let go. Writing is my escape. My only therapy. When I met my wife, had children, and my career sky-rocketed, I thought I’d never revisit those dark days again. So, the moment Blue Hill, Maine beckons for me, I go willingly in an effort to write the next big story. But when a ghost from my past shows up, all of my carefully rebuilt walls come crumbling down hard and fast. My only way of defense is ripped from my grasp as this distraction bounces into my life. Will I be able to sift through what’s fiction to find reality?
Eli - I’m a serial killer. A victim of narcissism and the need to satisfy my own urges. I have a thirst to snuff out the lives of those that remind me of her—the woman that ruined me—and I take great pleasure in quenching that thirst. I have no rules. No parameters. I do as I please. New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Henry McElroy, is my god. His sick, twisted mind constructs the world to which I rule. I would be nothing without him—my dark creator. *** What happens when Henry McElroy’s story begins to take a realistic form the moment he sets foot in the sleepy, seaside town in Maine? As soon as he begins sharing excerpts of his book with his fans on social media, including an obsessive one he meets in Blue Hill, bodies begin to stack up in similar fashion to that of which he writes about. Will the blame be placed on the town’s newest and most twisted visitor? Or will Henry be able to prove his innocence and clear his name before it’s too late?
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About Elizabeth Gray

Elizabeth Gray is the author of the psychological thriller Blue Hill Blood. 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. Elizabeth 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. Elizabeth Gray also writes under the pen name K Webster where she is the author of dozens of romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. You can easily find Elizabeth Gray on Facebook and Goodreads!

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Friday, August 14, 2015

Awesome blitz by Kate Bonham


★•**•.★ BLITZ - Fate & Uprising by Kate Bonham ★•**•.★


"Wow, what a blast! This book kept me on the edge of my seat from start to finish" - Clare

"Kate paints a world so in-depth, so bright and vivid that you will become lost in her world" - Karla

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Title: Fate (Fallen from Grace #1)
Author: Kate Bonham
Release: March 10, 2015

Ace is a reaper for Purgatory; calming lost souls while they await their final judgment. His latest Death Report was a job like any other, until he interrupts the demons that have been unleashed to kill her. She was just meant to be a job, but she turned out to be so much more. Faye was unprepared for Ace's entry into her life. Never before had she met anyone who could make her heart skip a beat even as he froze it with fear. Now, not only had he saved her from demons from Hell, he was trying to tell her she wasn't human. A war has begun between the Fallen and Archangels. The winner gets power over all realms. Has the world's Fate been determined before Faye's true destiny can begin?





Title: Uprising (Fallen from Grace #2)
Author: Kate Bonham
Release: June 30, 2015

Lee had never known anything but running and hiding from the 'mafia' looking for her Uncle Sam. The last four years had been great, however. They'd settled in Washington close to her other Uncle Ahren and his wife Beth. She was finally home. All seems to be going well in her life. Why then is she attracted to the man stalking her? The man who claims she is some kind of angel and has great powers. Shouldn't she run to Sam and tell him everything? Instead she trusts the man named Chael. When the war threatens to erupt on Earth, Chael has no choice. He has to tell Lee the truth about who she is, and take her to the one place where she is safe...that is...until she's stolen again. Chael must track her down and fight the war between the rogue Fallen and Fallen...will they succeed before Hell's demons are unleashed on the world? Sacrifices must be made. Will Chael save Lee before it's too late?




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Kate was born and raised in Sydney, Australia with her two parents and two brothers. She was always a dreamer even as a teen when she would dream of the moment, while in Maths class, her knight in shining armour would come and rescue her from the tedious learnings of algebra and Pythagoras’ theorem. It was at that moment, she realised that if she wanted her knight to come through the door, she’d need to dream him up.
She’s been doing it ever since.
Kate lives in Western Sydney with her loving and patient boyfriend and their zoo of pets. 

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Anticipation BLITZ!

Title: Anticipation
Series: Domestic Discipline #1
Author: Cassandre Dayne
Publisher: Booktrope
Genre: Erotica
 Release Date: July 20, 2015


What lengths would you go to save your marriage?

Shannon Parker loves her husband with all her heart, but every day they seem to be growing further apart. Married to David for almost ten years, their relationship is loveless and they are constantly bickering. Unfortunately she can’t stop blaming him for difficulties from the past, and she suspects the bitter arguments are pushing him into the arms of another woman. When she confronts him with her thoughts, her ugly words screamed during a heated battle, he threatens to leave, sending her into a tirade of nasty innuendos.

And so she issued the words… I hate you.

At her wits end, a chance encounter with an old friend gives Shannon an unconventional idea and one she’d never considered. After days of contemplation, she realizes this might be their last hope at reconciliation. Determined to win David back, Shannon suggests a change – domestic discipline – into their household. Confused and unsure of the idea, David spends an entire week reading about the lifestyle. Making a difficult decision, the first day of the rest of their life brings excitement as well as apprehension, yet she refuses to go back on her word. When David texts her reminding her of the night’s discipline, she enters into hours of heated anticipation. Can their love survive alternating the balance of power?

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Cassandre Dayne is the award winning, best selling author of over one hundred and seventy books She is also a blog talk radio host of ‘The Edge’, highlighting authors, publishers and other artists who take their creative pieces to a raw and unconventional precipice. Her works as Cassandre have delved into various aspects of BDSM, D/s, edge play, domestic discipline, LGBT, poems and dark thrillers in books as well as her widely read blog. She also has a love of all things terrifying and pens horror and paranormal pieces. Cassandre is an advocate for education and continued understanding of a true D/s lifestyle, one widely mistaken as a form of abuse. With her co-author, Christian Jensen, she’s written several books that are considered edgy and terrifying. The books will be publisher by Booktrope under the Edge Imprint. She won second place for the paranormal ménage of the year for Bad Things from the Paranormal Romance Guild as well as Honorable Mention with RWA Passionate Ink for Treats in a Plain Brown Wrapper. She’s also received several other awards throughout her career. She is the Managing Director for the Entice and Edge Imprints for Booktrope. She’s a proud member of: The International Thriller Writers The Australian Romance Readers Association EPIC

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Thursday, August 13, 2015

Cover Reveal I See.........

Title: I See... Love
Series: A Different Road #1
Author: Annalisa Nicole
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
 Release Date: August 24, 2015


River Mason has never led an easy life. Losing his parents forced him to become a man and step into a role that was never intended for a ten-year-old boy. But his parents weren’t the only thing he lost. He is bitter and angry at the world and everyone in it. He’s determined to never allow his heart to feel anything because that would be weakness and weakness is never allowed. If he doesn’t allow feelings into his heart, then there are zero chances he will ever be hurt again. His number one rule is to never let anyone in.

Joss Meyer is perfectly happy with her life. She and her best friend, Nina, have been by each other’s side since the fifth grade. They’ve opened their own personal chef business together and life couldn’t be better for them. She isn’t looking for a man. It isn’t something that’s ever been missing in her life. She’s focused on her career and enjoying a carefree life.

When Joss meets River her world is turned upside down. She finds herself willing to be with a man who promises to hurt her in the end.

Is it better to end up hurt, than to never have loved in the first place?

When you are born, you’re born a blank canvas. Over time, sadness and heartbreak leave deep scars. Loss and sorrow carve deep chasms into that canvas. Love is like paint, it colors your heart and fills in every scar, every wound that life has left behind.

The decision is black and white, but how you feel isn’t. Can one truly see…love?

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I am an “Indie” contemporary romance author. I live in California with my husband and two teenage boys. I absolutely love being a stay at home mom.

I never liked reading as a kid. I only started reading romance novels in the past few years. My Kindle and I are inseparable now. A thought occurred to me in December of 2012 that maybe I could write a romance novel. So I went to work with the encouragement of my husband and my sister-in-law. It didn’t take long to figure out that I really enjoy writing.

Today I am a self-published author and it has been an amazing journey.

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No Strings Attached Kristen Strassel Cover Leah Godfrey has almost everything she could ask for— She’s got an interior design business with an A-list clientele, a weekly spot on a national morning TV show, and a great daughter—but she doesn’t have a date for her twentieth high school reunion. It wouldn’t be a big deal, but her ex-husband was her high school sweetheart, and now he’s married to the slut Leah caught him with in bed. She won’t let the biggest failure of her life overshadow her success. When her best friend suggests she hire a date, Leah thinks the idea is scandalous. But for one weekend, she wants to forget her mistakes and pretend she has everything her ex took away from her. Jagger Holiday makes women’s fantasies come true— But working as a male escort leaves him feeling empty. He turns to photography to fill the void. When Jagger gets a call from a lonely single mom who needs the same thing he does, he wants more. He wants her. Leah and Jagger have no problem convincing everyone at the reunion they’re together. She should’ve known better than to think there’d be no strings attached. After all, he’s a professional.
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The doors closed behind us. Jagger backed me up against the wall, and there was nowhere I could look but his eyes. One knee was between my legs, and his hands burned the skin on my stomach underneath my sweater. “You look amazing,” he whispered. I hadn’t planned anything special for tonight. New underwear, that was all. Maybe I should’ve paid more attention to Kari when she told me about the schedule. I’d worn a sweater, scarf, jeans, and knee-high boots. “So do you,” I murmured back. Jagger was one step ahead of me in black dress pants and a deep blue button down shirt. It perfectly complemented his olive skin and dark hair. The more I thought of Jagger in terms of art, the more beautiful he became. Jagger cupped my bra as his lips once again found mine. We could barely complete a sentence since he’d come to my room without our mouths crashing against each other. Going to this party was a terrible idea. After a drink or two I’d be begging him to take me on the bar. His fingers drew slow circles, dipping inside my bra, brushing back and forth against my nipples. They pebbled at his touch. I tangled my hands in his long hair, pulling him closer to me as I moaned against his mouth. I hadn’t even noticed we weren’t moving until the alarm went off. We jumped away from each other. “What did you do?” I asked. “Didn’t you just hit the lobby button?” “I hit stop.” Jagger had his hands up like he was about to get arrested. “You can’t do that here.” I slammed my hand repeatedly against the lobby button to make the alarm stop screaming. The elevator started moving. “The fire department is probably already on their way. This is a small town. They’ll be talking about this until the next reunion.” My stomach tied itself in knots complicated enough to flummox a boy scout as we walked through the lobby. The older woman at the front desk glared at us. “See?” I bumped against Jagger, who smiled and winked at the clerk. She turned bright red as she looked back to the computer. “We were seconds away from thanking the firemen for their commitment to service.” Every head in the bar turned as we walked in. I made a beeline for the bartender, pulling Jagger along with me. He ordered our drinks. “You didn’t ask me what I wanted.” “Don’t you want sangria?” He surprised me even more by pulling out his wallet. “You practically purred when you drank it in Washington. I’m not sure what you liked more, me or the sangria. But I know I liked the way it tasted on your lips.” “How did you even know they had it? Some places throw bar garnish and Sprite into cheap wine and try to pass it off as the nectar of the Gods.” I leaned back against the bar, hooking my boot into the barstool, trying to play this cool. If Jagger had any idea he could knock me over with a feather right now he might stop trying so hard. I wanted to see what else he had in him. “They can’t fool me with that crap.” “I checked before you got here.” Jagger tapped his glass against mine before taking a long sip of whatever he got. I knew all along they had it. I’d been here more times than I could count. “And if they didn’t?” “We’d find someplace that did.” Those hazel eyes smoldered. So many emotions I couldn’t read yet marched through them. I put the glass down on the bar and turned back to him. It took everything I had to keep my hands to myself. “And if that wasn’t what I was craving?” Jagger leaned closer to me and I could feel every eye on the room on us. “I will make sure you’re satisfied.” We took stools at the bar. It was still pretty early. A cover band I’d been going to see since my twenties was setting up in the corner, and only a handful of my classmates had shown up so far. I wondered if we’d see many locals. Getting a babysitter two nights in a row was such a bitch. “So that’s Eric. He went out to LA to act and he’s had a bunch of bit parts in movies, and it looks like he’s here with…” I squinted to see better, then squealed when he took the hand of someone I didn’t expect. “Michael. Nice. I think he’s still in the Marines. I knew he was stationed at Camp Pendleton, but I didn’t realize they were a couple. It makes total sense, now that I think about it, they’re always together in their Facebook stuff.” After finding the bottom of my drink, I had no problem openly pointing out the weekend’s players to Jagger. A fresh drink appeared like magic, and I dove right into it. “And that’s Marcy. She was my manager at Design Spot. We used to put wine in our coffee cups to deal with the monotony of that place. Oh, God. You must think I’m a total lush, right?” “No.” Jagger laughed. “Which one is Karina?” I had to think about before answering him. “Who’s Karina?” “Your best friend?” Jagger slid the glass away from me. “The guys at the agency have nothing but good things to say about her.” “Oh! Kari.” I took it back. “I never think of her like that. Unless I’m giving her a hard time. Her reputation would precede her.” Good for her. “I don’t know. She should be here. She’s technically our host.” She’d been coy in the last couple weeks, much more concerned with my plans for the reunion than sharing hers. Probably because being here was just as much of a nightmare for her as it was for me, even if our reasons were completely different. She’d definitely bring a date to the battle ground. The band started, tearing through their nineties set with slightly less fire than they had in the actual nineties, and Jagger started drumming the beat against the bar. “Let’s dance,” he suggested. “Sounds fantastic.” After the second sangria it easier to join the few other couples on the floor, and I waved to the people I’d pointed out from the bar. So far, we weren’t behind enemy lines. None of those people had shown up yet. I twirled around Jagger, singing the lyrics of the song to him as he put his arms around my waist and pressed my back against his body. We swayed together to the beat, his hair falling into my face as he joined me on the harmonies. I turned into him when the song changed, our hips grinding to the raunchy beat of the song. If this was any indication of what I had to look forward to when we went back upstairs, I had no idea why we were still here. Jagger’s hands stayed on my hips, directing them, and I hooked my arms around his neck. His forehead rested on mine and I could only look at him. The rest of the room spun on a different axis. I hadn’t had too much to drink, I was drunk off of Jagger. “Can I have this dance?” Kari managed to wedge herself between the two of us and I grabbed her arms to steady myself from the shock. She swung around, offering a hand to Jagger. “I’m Karina Gomez. Leah’s best friend. And I’m a United States prosecutor, so when I say I know where to hide the bodies…” “Kari!” I jerked her away from Jagger before she said anything I regretted. “I’ve heard all about you. Nothing but wonderful things of course.” Jagger ran his fingers under my chin. Kari didn’t release her death grip on my arms. “I’ll meet you over at the bar.” My new dance partner spun me around. “First of all, he’s insanely gorgeous. I don’t get intimidated by many men, but it’s hard to breathe looking at him.” “Where have you been?” I asked. I wanted to change the subject before it turned into a lecture. “Here, for like a half an hour.” Kari rolled her eyes. “You were too busy eye-fucking your escort to notice anyone.” My head whipped around the room. “Oh God, who else is here?” “Pretty much everyone, and you are the topic of conversation.” “Why?” Another quick scan of the room, but I didn’t spot Rich or Shelley. “Because the two of you look like you’re going to crawl inside of each other. We’re all choking off the pheromones. Would you please go upstairs and fuck his brains out before some of the single ladies in the crowd abduct him?” Nobody had to tell me twice. “Yes, ma’am.” I headed off the dance floor, but Kari still had my hand. “Don’t ever call me ma’am.” Kari yanked me back into her. “Leah, please be careful tonight.” “I will, ma’am.” I laughed when Kari looked like she might puke. “I brought protection.” She squeezed my hand. “That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it.”
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