Wednesday, December 15, 2021

The Boyfriend Experience by Ami Van



"Never before had she dreamed that she’d meet a man that would love her thoroughly in this life let alone three men. One broke her. One shattered her. One healed her. "

Floating from day to day just didn't cut it anymore for photographer, Ava Westin. With a tragic past, she kept people at arm's length without realizing it, using only her work as a means of connecting with people but always remaining just outside of the picture. It just wasn't working anymore. Passion was burning out and she needed something new.

She needed more...she needed to find her place. She needed to belong.

When an online dating profile inspires her to take an impromptu trip where she gets stuck on a mountain, she is forced to face herself and survive the storm that is Nathan Garrett, a former Marine with his own demons.

But with love, comes drama and turmoil. Friendships are tested and fate has much in store for her.

Set in the backdrop of a beautiful small town in Montana, find out how Ava overcomes her past, discovers her inner strength, and experiences all that comes with accepting and giving love.

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Content Warning: This 120k-word stand-alone novel contains elements of cheating and dark themes including suicide and mental health which may be triggering to some readers.


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Thursday, December 9, 2021

Frozen Hearts (Blood and Darkness Book 9) by Aria Storm

 


New Borns, New Allies, a New Queen, and many old enemies all converge. With the barrier broken, and my powers soaring to new heights, it's time for our return to the worlds we left behind months ago. Winter forces greet us at every junction, and our every alliance will be put to the test, as my combined armies fight back against the expanse of frozen madness in two worlds.

It's time they see me for who I am. It's time that the Blood and the Darkness envelop their queen!

Multiple wars are waged in two worlds. Legends will be made, and the losers will never be seen again. Some sinister forces working in the shadows will finally be forced out into the light! The dark druid cannot hide her face anylonger!

Book Nine in the Blood and Darkness Series! Bringing the Second story arc close to its conclusion.


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Wednesday, December 8, 2021

Out of the Dark by Sundae Leighton



Once upon a time, I had it all.

I was the golden boy of Ocean View before it was tragically taken away from me. It changed me into the man I am today. Most days I keep my head down and pretend that I don't hear the hushed voices that talk about me behind my back.

Mute. Fractured. Broken.

Until she dances into my life.

Jillian Robinson is everything that I'm not. The town sweetheart; she is beautiful, sweet, and has a perfect soul that gives me hope again. She starts to make me realize that life was meant for living instead of just existing.

With Jillian's help, I begin to pick up the pieces of my life.

She brings out the good in me.

Darkness once again becomes light. The light I thought had disappeared forever.


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Mafiosa Princess by Liza Malloy


 

If you're into engrossing mafia romances, then this one is for you! Enjoy an excerpt from Mafiosa Princess by Liza Malloy and then download your own copy! Be sure to also check out the rest of the tour for more. Best of luck entering the great giveaway!



Two men love her. But only one truly knows her.

College Junior Giada Conti wants nothing more than to pursue a normal life fueled by her own choices. Unfortunately, she doesn’t realize her father’s business isn’t completely lawful, or how that fact will completely dictate her future.

Pre-law student Adrian Patras is certain Giada is the perfect woman for him, until he meets her family and grasps the extent of his girlfriend’s naivete.

As Adrian finds himself unwillingly pulled into the family business, Giada grows frustrated with his insinuations about her father. Meanwhile, Giada’s ex, the notorious Luca Marino, pops back into her life with his own criminal agenda that includes winning her back.

Mafiosa Princess is the captivating first book in the steamy mafia romance series that you won’t want to put down.


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Luca stopped walking and swiveled to face me, placing his hands on my waist. “Oh Giada, it’s killing me to see you sad.” He used his thumbs to wipe the tears from under my eyes and then he left his hands on my cheeks.

He was staring into my eyes as though searching for something. Suddenly his lips were on mine.

With his hands holding me in place, I couldn’t have easily moved if I wanted to, but regardless, I’m not sure I would have. Kissing Luca left nothing to be desired. It was perfect in every way, even when unexpected and completely inappropriate. His lips were soft and moist, his tongue exerted just the right amount of pressure, and he tasted like a refreshing mint.

When he ended the kiss, I was breathless and disoriented. I needed to say something, but he beat me to it.

“That’s better,” he said.

“What is?”

“Everything. But especially that you stopped crying.”

“You kissed me so I’d stop crying?”

Luca smiled. “I kissed you because I’ve wanted to kiss you for weeks now, but an added perk is that it distracted you from your sorrows.”

I had no idea what to say to that. Luca sounded sincere, but then again, he was a sweet talker. I never doubted his ability to say what people needed to hear to bend to his will.

Luca reached for my hand and continued walking along the beach as though we were two familiar lovers just out for a casual stroll.

“I was crying about Adrian,” I said, hoping to remind Luca that he wasn’t the one I was pining for.

“I know. And I have to say I agree with Gabriella. The best way for you to get over one man is to get under another.”

I stopped in my tracks, mortified. “Oh my God. You heard that?”

He nodded.

“We were not talking about you.”

“You most certainly were.”

I swiveled around to head back to our chairs. Not that I had any hope of personal space there, either, but it beat this odd walk.

“You kissed me back,” he said, jogging to catch up.

I considered denying that, but I was pretty sure I’d actually moaned at one point. “So? You’re a good kisser. That’s beside the point. You don’t think it’s a little strange that you’re trying to seduce me when I’m still hung up on someone else?”

Now Luca laughed. “If I were trying to seduce you, you’d know.”

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Tuesday, December 7, 2021

Far Away Eyes by Megan Slayer

 



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His lover died and Gage knows he's got to move on but what if there's a chance Rascal can come back?

Gage knows Rascal is dying. The gay cancer has taken over his life and is killing him more each day. Gage knows his love can’t save Rascal, but what if there is a chance to change the future?

Rascal isn’t done loving Gage. He’s not ready to die. If he’s willing to accept the magic from Darryl at Start Me Up, he can come back.

He’s going to return to his love and life, no matter the cost. Now if only Gage will accept him…



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“Lew will tell you something that seems impossible, but it’s not.”

He doubted he’d question Lew, the lawyer. But the whole situation seemed strange. “Okay.”

“You’ll think it’s far out, but I guarantee it’s real,” Chris said. “Trust us.”

Gage shrugged. “Sure.” He’d believe almost anything right now if it meant getting Rascal back. Since that wasn’t going to happen, tough shit.

Steve turned back around and started the car.

Maybe he was just too dazed, but Gage doubted Chris and Steve knew what they were talking about. They’d never really understand because they hadn’t actually lost each other. Hadn’t been ripped from the scene because family didn’t believe he was gay or seen their partner waste away.

He paid little attention as Steve drove to the apartment. Right now, he wanted to go back to the hospital and be with Rascal. His lover wasn’t in that shell any longer, but that didn’t quell the ache in Gage’s being.

Steve parked on the street. Chris left the vehicle first and Gage followed. Gage wandered up to the apartment. How could he ever go back to his own apartment? Everything there reminded him of Rascal. Once Rascal had been diagnosed with the cancer, he’d moved in with Gage to consolidate homes and save some money.

He stood in the living room of Chris and Steve’s place but wished he could go. King and Randall were there along with Eric and Danny. On one hand, it felt like too many people around, but on the other, this was his adopted family. The chosen ones he called his nearest and dearest. His own parents hadn’t wanted him around because he was gay, and Rascal suffered the same problems. All he and Rascal had were each other and their adopted family.

Lew stepped into the apartment. “Hi.”

God. If one more person showed up, Gage would leave.

Chris and Steve stood behind the sofa, King and Randall waited by the bar and Eric and Danny reclined on the window seat. Gage wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come. “Yeah?” Gage asked. “Well?”

He shouldn’t be upset with them, but the despair bled into the rest of his life.

“You should know some things before we go over Randall’s will,” Lew said. “Do you know how Randall, Eric and Steve are here?”

Gage shrugged. “They survived?” Why in the hell was anyone asking him this right now?

“Not exactly,” Chris said and rounded the sofa. “Steve had the gay cancer, remember? Maybe you don’t, but he did. He died and I spent a long time mourning him. It hurt so much.”

He didn’t remember that, but honestly, he hadn’t paid much attention.

“And Eric was killed by a gunshot wound,” Danny said. “I lost him and never thought I’d ever be whole.”

“Obviously he pulled through,” Gage said. If he hadn’t, Eric wouldn’t be sitting there.

“He didn’t,” Danny said. “He died.”

“I see him right there with you.” Gage shook his head. This was ridiculous.

“Randall was attacked at the shelter back at Christmas. He bled out,” King said. “I saw his parents take custody of his body.”

“I don’t believe this. You’re all standing here, so someone lied or you never died.” Gage held up both hands. “Just… stop. Enough. You’re all bullshitting me. What is this?”

“This is where I come in,” Lew said. “I, along with Bob and Darryl at Start Me Up, helped the others, and we helped Rascal.”

“You did?” Gage snorted. “Did you bring them back from the dead? Huh? Did you become a doctor and learn how to reverse the damage from a gunshot wound? Did you figure out how to keep someone from bleeding out? Did you come up with a cure for the gay cancer? Is that how you saved the other guys? Come on.” His voice cracked. “Rascal is gone. There’s nothing you can do to change that. No one can. I lost him -- end of story.”

“It’s not the end of the story,” Lew said. “Trust me.”


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Wednesday, December 1, 2021

Huntress Prey (Bonded By Blood & Magic 1) by Selene Kallan #99cents #KindleCountdown!

If you're a fan of new adult, urban fantasy, thrillers, and romance, you'll want to grab this book while it's on Kindle Countdown for just 99 cents! Enjoy the excerpt before you download your copy! 



VALENTINE

After almost three centuries of running from my past, I should be used to loneliness. Being a mythological monster isn’t compatible with relationships. But the craving for company grows stronger every day, turning routine into an endless nightmare and making me wish for an end to my immortality.

The explosive encounter with a beautiful, lethal fae who knows what I am and how to destroy me reminded me of that proverb: be careful what you wish for.

AXEL

I thought fate could not surprise me after almost six hundred years. And then there she is—the echo of the brave young woman I’ve heard legends about. Only she isn’t human anymore, but a vampire, the greatest enemy of my species. After a fight that could have killed us both, and an uneasy truce, I am left with burning curiosity and so is she.

But will curiosity be enough to quench her thirst for my blood and my impulse to kill her before she strikes?


The first installment of the Bonded by Blood and Magic series.

★★★★★ “A sexy fantasy thriller with a Fae-Vampire romance that will have readers swooning.”—Laurie Forest, Bestselling Author of The Black Witch Chronicles.

Fans of Underworld, From Blood and Ash, and Night Huntress will love the mix of urban fantasy and paranormal romance in HUNTRESS PREY.

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If you like Underworld, Huntress Prey is for you.



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HOW NOT TO STAKE A VAMPIRESS (Huntress Prey excerpt)


I stayed as far away from his neck as I could, considering I was straddling him and pinning him to the humid forest ground. Despite the fresh air, there was no escaping his scent. A mouthwatering combination of dark chocolate and spices I couldn’t name. Warm, heady, and achingly enticing.


I felt invisible but mighty power coming from him. It felt like a burning blade aimed straight at my heart, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of might he possessed. Carefully, I loosened my tight leash on that force which dwelled inside me, and I feared and hated in equal measure.


“Tell me what you are, who you are,” I tried to demand, but it sounded more like a plea thanks to my fear, blood-lust-addled brain.


Like before, my hypnosis was wholly ineffective, repelled by a burning shield.

Part of me wanted to end him then and there, but I needed to know if he’d been sent to capture me.


“Only if you tell me why you’re hunting me down,” he bargained. And despite his fast heartbeat and the slightly citric tang that I was certain meant fear, his voice was steady, confident.


“I was not hunting you down,” I said again. “You are the one who broke into my apartment. If someone is the hunter here, that’s not me.”


He snorted. “Bit ironic for the people-eating, fanged creature to say that, don’t you think?”


How ever did he manage that infuriating tone while being at the mercy of a people-eating creature, as he’d said?


I arched a brow.


“I came to stop you before you tried to kill me,” he added, the duh implicit.


“I hadn’t considered killing you until you broke into my home and scared my cat,” I testily confessed.


He scoffed. “You’re more frightened than your cat ever was.”


I glared at him. He was right, of course. “This is a very bizarre conversation.”


“And one I’d rather have without you on top of me, no offense,” he drawled.


I’d calmed down enough to register the rather suggestive position, to feel the pulsing heat and raw power emanating from him in waves. To be very aware of each point of contact, even through the barriers of our clothes.


I moved at full speed, locating the stake near his feet. Weird, I’d thought it was a few yards to my right. The crystal was hot in my hand. It felt curiously alive; as if it buzzed with power.


Alexander, if that was his name, stood fast; rubbing his right wrist as he gave me a reproachful look. A swathe of dark golden hair fell across his forehead, and I had the crazy impulse to put it back in place for him, imagining how soft it would feel between my fingers.


Just in case I needed any more confirmation that I was going crazy.


“So, what are you?” I pressed.


He rolled his shoulders, looking regal and nonchalant despite his messy, blood-stained clothes. My blood, I remembered, quenching the instinctive impulse to bite him in revenge. The last person who had ever managed to make me bleed had died long ago. And he’d begged for his life.


“Are the pointy ears not enough of a hint?” He asked, locking those unearthly eyes with mine.


“An elf, like Legolas?” I asked, hating that I was playing his game.


He blinked. “Not precisely.”


I clenched my teeth, fighting down the instinctive hiss.


He heaved a dramatic sigh, but his gaze was reading me with sharp intensity. “Fae.”


“A faerie?” I asked, incredulous. “Like Tinker Bell?”


He flashed me a look of mock offense. “Not quite.”


Was he saying the truth?


I wasn’t sure which version had it right, if the stories that claimed faeries to be tiny naughty beings with wings and magical powder or the ones that claimed they looked, well, like gorgeous humanoids with pointy ears. The latter being a pretty close description of the striking, annoying, stabby idiot standing two yards away from me.


And who cared if he was lying? He had been trying to kill me just a couple of minutes ago.


My upper lip flickered over my still lengthened fangs. He cocked a brow in a way that said ‘bring it on’.


And though that baser, violent part of me wanted to throttle him, I reined it in. I needed to know who he was and what he wanted. And I had the feeling he wanted the same from me.


“I’ve answered your question. Now, may I have my stake back?” He asked, stretching out his hand.


“Hell no. Why did you think I was hunting you down?” I demanded.


His eyes flashed. “Because your ilk enjoys killing my kind,” he replied.


I could sense his disdain when saying that.


I blinked. “Why?”


“Because our blood is more delicious, and nutritious, naturally,” he sneered.


I swallowed hard.


If that was true, if he wasn’t fooling me into lowering my guard to kill me, that was a repugnant reason.


“I would never kill someone just because they taste good,” I affirmed.


He scoffed. “Of course not. You are a bookish, animal lover geek who wouldn’t hurt a fly.”


Maybe I’d rushed into deciding not to bite him.


“And you’re just an innocent, sparkly faerie who was merely making sure I’m not a mean vampire,” I snorted. “It isn’t quite as simple as that, is it?”


He shrugged one shoulder. “Life rarely is. Now, may I have my stake back?”


My upper lip curled. “You stabbed me with it, you bastard. No, you can’t have it back.”


He smirked, tutted. “Has no one ever taught you holding grudges is bad for the soul?”


“Has no one ever taught you it’s rude to break into people’s homes and then stab them after they save your ass from becoming faery-puree?” I shot back.


He shrugged. “I took nothing from your apartment, you are stealing from me.”


“Stealing sounds so rude,” I said, barely resisting showing him my fangs.


“Let’s call it a gesture of good faith.”


He cocked a brow. “What a tough bargainer you are.”


I barely held back the desire to throttle him.


“I have questions,” I admitted. “You can’t just say such things and expect me not to have many questions.”


“An interrogation in the middle of the forest, in the dark of night done by a vampiress,” he pretended to muse. “Yeah, it’s a no from me.”


Stabbing him wasn’t the same as biting him. Maybe just a little stab.


“Perhaps tomorrow, after the class is over, we can grab a cup of coffee and have a conversation,” I suggested. That sounded reasonable and not at all as if I was planning to bite him.


His lips flickered. “Asking me on a date already? Don’t you think it is perhaps a bit soon after a murder attempt?”


“It was self-defense!” I cried.


“Tomato, tomahto,” he drawled. I growled. He rolled his eyes. “Fine, tomorrow, at the nearest coffee shop, we shall debate on the meaning of life and whatever else you like. For now, I must conclude our little dalliance.”


I locked my muscles not to kick him. He took a step back, eyes on me, and then turned, walking towards the tree line. Despite the facade of nonchalance, I could feel that he was wary. By far not as much as humans feared me once I showed them who I really was, but still.


He looked at both sides before crossing the road and heading towards the back of the building. I followed him, stashing his stake under my ex-favorite green blouse. His car was a beautiful, elegant sedan. He got inside and winked, before starting the engine and leaving me there, standing in the middle of the road wondering just what the Hell had happened.


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