Saints and Sinners Book Promotions is proud to present a debut novel by debut author Avelyn Paige!!
Evie Carter has faced
trials and tribulations her entire life. Her teenage years have been ripped
away from her as she battles cancer. Just when things can’t get any worse, her
doctor delivers the news that it’s finally time to make a life or death
decision. Her options are limited and come with deadly consequences. The
miracle drug that is meant to save her life changes her on a cellular level.
She might not be damaged anymore, but she might just be damned in her new life.
Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. She may be a
Hoosier by birth, but she’s a Boilermaker by choice! Avelyn lives in rural
Indiana with her pastor husband, 2 spoiled cats, and one very odd looking
dog. She’s an oncology research
scientist by day and a writer and book review blogger by night. She enjoys
reading anything she can get her hands, baking, and spending time with her
friends and family.
Never ending on ever writing her own book, the idea behind
the Damaged series came to her on a drive to work early one morning thinking
about her father who’d recently passed away. His strength during his cancer and
rare blood disease battle inspired Avelyn to do something she’s never thought
about before. She’s excited to see where this wild ride takes her.
Casey had spent most of her life
watching the Predators control Queen City, never believing they could be
brought to justice. She was the one who always passed unnoticed as Max’s
stepsister. They underestimated what she was capable of until it was almost too
late. When the Predators discovered they were her prey, there was hell to pay,
and Casey was going to have to pay her dues with her soul.
One mistake can fuck up your life
forever.
Max trusted his stepsister, not
believing for a second she would betray the Predators. She used her body to get
what she wanted, and now Max would use the same wiles on her to trap Casey in
her own web of deceit. The Predators demanded revenge, and Max was going to see
they got what they wanted, even if the price was his soul.
Max
walked across the parking lot to his bike, where the club members were standing
together, waiting for him.
“Find
out what you wanted to know?” Ice asked, his arm around Grace’s shoulders.
“Fuck,
no.” Max sat down on his bike, frustrated at Casey’s refusal to confide in him.
She was the complete opposite of her mother, who would tell you what color
panties she had on if you asked. With Renee, what you saw was what you got. She
was feisty and spunky, dressing more like a woman half her age than a woman in
her fifties. She had been married three times before she had met and married
his father. Max liked Renee and wished Casey had taken a few traits from her
mother. She hadn’t, though. She was as closed off and snooty as Renee was
friendly and outgoing.
“What
are you going to do?” Jackal asked.
“Ask
Dad and see if he knows what’s going on.”
“Why
does it matter? It’s not like she’s your sister.” Ice climbed on his bike with
Grace getting on behind him.
“Because
Casey is an uptight bitch who watches every dime she spends. If she needs cash,
I’m thinking it’s not for her.”
“Renee?”
Ice spoke his own thought out loud.
“Dunno.”
“Could
be anything,” Jackal broke into the conversation. “She could owe money or have
a habit she’s hiding. She could even be giving it to her boyfriend.”
Max
shook his head. “She doesn’t spend any money on herself. She has five work outfits
that she wears different days of the week. She never goes out. Her ma is always
asking her to go shopping and shit with her, and she never goes. I would know
if she was doing any drugs since we control that shit in town.” Max spoke
faster at Ice’s warning look about watching his words around Grace. “Her
boyfriend is a stockbroker from out east and has more cash than he can spend.”
“How
d’you know she has only five work outfits?” Grace’s curious eyes met his.
“There
isn’t much I don’t notice about women,” Max bragged.
“I
didn’t see you paying much attention to what CeCe was wearing. You asked her if
one dress she was wearing was new twice.”
Max
shrugged. “You still pissed about me and CeCe? She was the one who dumped me,
remember?”
“Because
you didn’t want to make a commitment,” Grace said accusingly.
“I
have to spread the love around,” he joked, winking at Grace, who didn’t smile
back.
“What
you’re spreading is bullshit, not love.”
“You
check the boyfriend out?” Ice broke in, cutting off the budding argument
between Max and his wife.
Max
raised a brow at Ice’s silent warning to drop the subject of CeCe. Grace and
CeCe were best friends, and Ice didn’t want Grace to form hard feelings that
would make it difficult to be around the club members.
“Her
ma asked me to. She thought he was flashing too much money around. He’s Mr.
Clean; couldn’t find crap on him.”
“I
don’t understand why you feel the need to try to interfere in her life. She
obviously doesn’t want you interfering,” Grace remarked.
“She’s
not going to get her wish. Snake!” Max yelled at the biker at the end of the
row of bikes.
The
biker walked toward him with an apprehensive look. “What’s up?”
“I
want you to stay and watch the store until Casey gets off tomorrow morning.”
“Fuck,
no. I’m not getting stuck watching over another one of your women. Let someone
else do it,” Snake argued.
Max’s
eyes narrowed on him. “You telling me no? I’ll rip your fucking head off and
piss down your throat. She’s not my woman; she’s my stepsister, and I want her
watched,” he bellowed.
“Shit,
if you put it that way, I’ll stay. It’s not like I have a fucking choice, is
it?” Snake said snidely.
“No;
if I tell you to shoot yourself in the foot, you’ll do what you’re told until
you’re patched!”
“I’ll
do it, but if she gives me the same trouble Grace did, I’m packing up and going
back home. If I’m going to be bored, I can go home and bale hay for my dad,” he
complained.
Ice
and Jackal watched as Max took a step forward and punched Snake in the mouth. Blood
poured from his split lip.
“Shut
the fuck up, your whining like one of my bitch’s.”
Grace
gasped, staring at him with a shocked expression. “I thought you were the nice
one in the group.”
“I
am,” Max said, opening his beer and taking a long drink.
Grace
stared at him dubiously. “Did you not just hear yourself threatening to rip his
head off and piss down his throat?”
I
was born in a small town in Kentucky. My family began poor, but worked their
way to owning a restaurant. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever
known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and
education.
Taking after my mother, I've always love to cook, and became pretty good if I
do say so myself. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered
through many. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I
absolutely love the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.
For
now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. I have two children who
both graduated this year from college. My daughter does my book covers, and my
son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.
Currently
I am writing five series of books- The Last Riders, The VIP Room, Predators MC,
Biker Bitches, and The Dark Souls.
All
my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and
the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.
The day the painter approaches her on the bridge and asks her to pose for him is the beginning of a lust Melissa won’t be able to bridle. When Killian Stone offers her a month of submission, she’s already too captivated to turn him down. His unhinged sexuality lets her explore her own dark fantasies, but his anger outbursts are scary and devastating. As the time goes by, Melissa realizes there’s something more than just irritability and anger. He has done something which doesn’t let him rest. Review by Wendy Book Obsessed Pimpette
* * ARC received on behalf of obsessed by books for an honest review * *
Melissa is a writer of mystery and believes in love. Killian is anything but vanilla.
Killian notices Melissa one day and approaches her to see if she would pose for him. She is so mesmerized by him that she can't say no. Melissa falls hard and fast for Killian. Killian takes Melissa on a dark sexual fantasy ride. Killian can have a kind, tender side but we don't see that much as Melissa starts to see changes in Killian. He can go from nice to angry in 2 seconds, not sure what's going on, Melissa can bring herself to leave him. Killian is dealing with demons of the past. but will they ever be able to move forward. I gave this 4 star, cause I'm not really sure what's going on with Killian, I enjoyed it and I'm curious to see what happens next.
If you like dark themes, you'll definitely love this book. Killian is an enigma & I found myself trying to figure him out until the end. Melissa is like a moth drawn to a flame and wants nothing more than to understand him and then put the shattered pieces of his life back together. This story is an emotional rollercoaster and has a shocking & unexpected ending. I give it a 4 star review.
Ella Adamian
Ella Adamian lives in a small country named Armenia and writes in English. She also hides her identity, so that the local law enforcement bodies won’t fine or detain her for her explicit erotic novel “His Name is Killian.” Currently she’s working on the sequel of her first book.
We shared demons, but his were always darker than mine.
We always fought them head on.
Until tragedy changed him, and he lost his way.
I’ll do anything to help him find his way back home.
Things won’t be the same until he’s just Caspian again…
Ginger and Caspian's relationship has always had its ups and downs. Now their greatest loss might bring them their greatest gift. As they work out their grief, accept their loss, and figure out how to move forward, they'll discover if their love can stand the test of time.
*This is a standalone novella and a spin-off series from the Hollywood Timelines series featuring Caspian Norwood and Ginger Teague, characters introduced in The One Thing*
~~~~~~~I received a copy in exchange for an honest review~~~~~
This book was one that I was waiting for after reading The Last One, I needed to know more about Caspian and I was not disappointed.
This read takes you on an emotional rollercoaster, and we follow Ginger and Caspian through their relationship and the obstacles that they encounter. It's true what they say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
True love prevails all here, and I really recommend reading this series as it will capture you both heart and soul.
Briana has a way with her writing, and has a real talent. The story flows perfectly and you will be gripped by page one.
Every piece of clothing I own is completely out of season. I throw a pair of red heels behind me and continue digging through the piles of shoes on my closet floor.
“Babe, have you seen my tan Gucci sandals?” I could have sworn I saw them just last week. If my closet weren’t such a huge mess, I’d probably find them with no problem.
I poke my head out from behind the mirror doors and stare at Caspian who is immersed in a video game. He’s ignoring me, a usual when the Xbox is on. I snap my fingers a few times.
“Uh, Babe? Gucci? Sandals?”
He pulls off one of his headphones and looks at the growing mess behind me. “I don’t know what a Gucci is, but there are like a million pairs of shoes behind you. Wear one of those.”
Sounds of gunfight and yelling start back up. He’s playing with his friends, and I hate to interrupt, but this is an emergency. And not just any emergency. A fashion emergency.
I stand up and finish stuffing my suitcase with all the important necessities. Dress for premiere, suits for interviews, and a good book for the down time. Because that’s what I do now. I read a book. I don’t go out and party. I continue talking to Caspian as I try desperately to zip the bag up.
“This isn’t just any premiere. This is the Sundance Film Festival. This is the premiere of my first film. This is the crème de la crème of independent film festivals. This is my dream. This is—”
“Alright, Ginger. I get it. Two Gucci shoes, on the double.” He stands up, turns off the game, and stretches his hands over his head so that the smallest amount of skin peeks out under the bottom of his shirt. He runs his hands through his dirty blonde hair. It’s amazing that a guy so nice would want to be with me. Me, of all people. I don’t deserve him. I can’t pry my eyes off every inch of him as he sorts through my monster of a closet. It’s the sexiest thing a guy could ever do. Helping me without complaining, but he knows how important this trip is to me. It’s bad enough that he has to miss it due to a recording deadline.
“You’re meeting me in Nashville on Monday, right?” I move to my vanity and take out my diamond studs followed by my makeup.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He gives me a goofy grin before going back to his searching.
Next week is our one-year anniversary. Not the anniversary of when we began dating because that was only months ago, but the anniversary of when we first met on the streets of Nashville. I was on my way to an audition, and he was outside smoking before a sound check. It began as a flirtatious friendship, but developed into something more. It sounds silly to celebrate both dates, but that place will always hold a special place in each of our hearts.
“The paparazzi were sneaking around outside of the house again when I came home. So don’t forget to be careful when you’re out on the balcony. Do you— ”
“Ah, ha.” He holds up two brown high-heeled sandals and presents them to me. “Are these the shoes you want to wear?”
I give a slight squeal before grabbing them and throwing my arms around him. “Thank you, thank you, and thank you. These are gonna look perfect with my new white dress.”
“You owe me one.” He gives me a devilish smirk and grabs the shoes from my hand. They fly through the air before landing on the floor beside my bags. “And seeing that we will be apart for the next four days, I really think I should cash in that favor.”
“Oh, really now?” I press my body up to his, making him back up until he hits the wall.
“Let’s waste some time.”
Wasting time, it’s an inside joke of ours. We don’t waste time for the hell of it, we waste time together. Him and I. He grabs my chin, and we lock eyes. He’s beautiful, irresistible, and finally mine. After wasting my whole life dating scumbag jerks, I now have something even better. A great guy.
“Waste away,” I whisper onto this smooth skin as I trail kisses down his neck.
Hollywood Timelines Series
Book One: The Last Thing
Book Two: The One Thing
Briana Gaitan is the bestselling author of the Hollywood Timelines series (The Last Thing and The One Thing) and coauthor of the Ethereal Underground series.
Briana is a southern native and self proclaimed geek. She has never wanted anything but to create whether it be composing music, decorating her house, or giving voices to the characters inside her head.Her days are spent obsessing over a good read, raising her three kids, and watching anything on the SyFy channel. Through her writing, she hopes to inspire others to believe in the impossible.
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