Release Blitz: Champ & Lauren by L. Grubb @l_grubbauthor1

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Title: Champ & Lauren

Author: L. Grubb

Cover Designer: Clarissa Wild

Cover models: Bailey Lee and Tara O’Leoghain

Photographer: Eric Battershell

Agency: Uncovered Models

Formatter: Cover Me Daling

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Synopsis:

Lauren and Champ have a life set up, ready to settle down together as a unit. But with Christmas around the corner, and danger lurking in the background, will Christmas be one to celebrate? Or will heartbreak and despair take over?

A Mafia drug lord is making himself known to small MC club, LA Rebels. But with not enough man power to handle such a fuck up, will the Crusaders cruise in to save the day? 

The turn of events isn’t what Lauren expected, she’s frustrated with lack of communication between her and her man, will she stay with Champ or will she finally give in and walk away? Will she be able to cope with the devastation that is upon them?

*** WARNING ***
18+ only, sexual content and graphic violence present in this novella.

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An Honest Mistake:

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Author Bio:

Lucii is a your typical British girl, hates the sun and hibernates when summer arrives! She lives at home with her 3 year old daughter, where they spend the day watching Frozen and playing playdoh.

She started off as a regular person, job, home life, health issues and a love of reading. After reading the Fifty shade phenomenon, she went onto social media to seek other authors writing the same or similar genres. She entered a world she didn’t know existed and went to open a successful blog.

Inspiring dreams took a back burner, while she learned the book community and met a bunch of amazing authors and readers alike.

A year later she decided to start writing, hoping against hope that her friends and fellow readers will like what she brings to the table.

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Sales Blitz for Adriane Leigh. @AdrianeLeigh

I want her.

She thinks I need her.

What she doesn't know is she needs me more.

I'm hiring her to protect her.

To save her life.

To make her beg.

Because her big brown eyes make my d-ck pound and the thought of leaving her to the wolves makes my heart bleed. But the past is colliding with an out of focus present that's on course to a fatal future. Unless I can beat fate at its own game.

*Blindsight is intended for a mature audience only due to graphic sex, violence, and language.*

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Prologue

My heart pounded in unwavering beats. I stood over him, tears rushing down my cheeks, my eyes unblinking at the slumped form sprawled across the seeping maroon concrete.

“Hunter,” I sobbed and dropped to my knees, the concrete grating the denim, soaking the blood clear through. I didn’t care. All I saw was him, because for the first time since we’d met, I couldn’t feel him.

“Hunter, please, breathe,” I whimpered and dropped my ear to his barely parted lips. The lips I’d pressed to mine tenderly, the lips that had roamed my skin and caressed my body.

“Hunter—” I choked on the words as tears rained down my cheeks, my hands and body trembling so fiercely I couldn’t focus long enough to tell if he was breathing.

I can’t feel him. He’s gone.

“Hunter,” I whispered and tried to still my misfiring heart.

“He’s dead, Erin.” A voice echoed over my shoulder and sent chills racing down my spine. No. NO. “No!” I turned to find empty pits of burnt amber assessing me.

“What did you do?” I shrieked and balled my tiny fists into the hard rock wall of the man towering over me. His hands caught my wrists with ease and halted my assault.

“Don’t fuck with me.” The familiar eyes tore into mine as I hunkered from his imposing force. His grip tightened painfully, ripping a grunt past my lips.

“No,” I moaned, ready to collapse at Hunter’s slouched form. Nothing mattered — the world ceased moving when Hunter’s heart had stopped in his chest.

“Let’s go.” John Walker hauled me from the concrete and carried me through the dark corridors of the warehouse and away from the man who’d promised he’d always protect me.

Adriane Leigh was born and raised in a snowbank in Michigan's Upper Peninsula and now lives among the sand dunes of the Lake Michigan lakeshore.

She graduated with a Literature degree but never particularly enjoyed reading Shakespeare or Chaucer.

She is married to a tall, dark, and handsome guy, and plays mama to two sweet baby girls. She is a voracious reader and wishes she had more time to knit scarves to keep her warm during the arctic Michigan winters.

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Release Blitz of Resounding Kisses by Jessica Gray @author_jessica

Terrence Paxton finally gets his big break – a contract with one of the big record labels. There’s just one thing standing between him and his dream of becoming a rock star: Yvonne (Ivy) Kafando, the record label’s intellectual property rights lawyer. When she orders him to rush across the country to meet her in New York City, the one emotion he feels is anger.

Ivy has worked hard to arrive where she is. But time and again, her male colleagues snap up the high profile clients and she’s left with the scraps. Electric Flow. Another absolutely unknown rock band that’s breaking every rule of becoming a successful recording artist. And now she has to hammer some sense into them.

When Terrence meets her, his anger disappeared in the blink of an eye. For a woman who tries to hide her femininity beneath masculine behavior, she is astoundingly sensual. In fact, she is generously endowed enough to make him completely forget his manners. Everything about her leaves him craving for more. A lot more.

He stands in front of her, frozen, unable to stop staring at her in awe, until she says, “You’re staring at me.”

What starts out as an annoying business relationship soon turns into sizzling hot emotions. But nothing is as easy as it seems and just as they’ve confessed their love for each other, they’re torn apart by the person they least expected it.

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For a woman who tried to hide her femininity beneath masculine behavior, she was astoundingly sensual. I wonder if she’s even aware of how gorgeous she is. That bum of hers is…He swallowed back a groan, this woman was generously endowed enough to make him completely forget his manners. Ter’s eyes followed her, his mouth watering at her graceful glide across the carpet. The way her hips swayed beneath the fabric of her black pants left him craving for more. When she cleared her throat, he slowly raised his eyes up, widening them when he realized she’d reached the conference table and her mouth had quirked up on one side. And her eyes – dark chocolate brown, rimmed with long black lashes – concealed a hint of mystery that drew him to her without a prayer to resist. She’d pulled her mahogany brown hair back into a bun so tight it appeared to have been cut close to her head. But rather than detracting from her beauty, it framed her oval face and its high cheekbones perfectly. When he continued to stand there, frozen, unable to stop staring at her in awe, she cleared her throat once again and presented him with bright white teeth sparkling against her ruby-red, oh so kissable lips. “You’re staring at me,” she said, raising one of her perfectly rounded black eyebrows. Terrence felt the blood rushing to his ears and walked towards the table. “I’m sorry. I don’t usually have such bad manners. You took me by surprise.”

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Jessica Gray is a true romantic. She writes heartwarming and sexy contemporary romance and new adult romance full of love. All her stories have a happily ever after. Because if it isn't happy, it isn't the end yet :-)

Her characters have flaws and face challenges, like everyone does, but they are all lovable. Her heroes are hunky alpha-males who aren't afraid to show their emotions and love that one woman the way she deserves it. Her heroines are sassy, self-confident women who can take care of themselves, but aren't opposed to a man who wants to take care of them and cherish them.

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Sale Blitz for Ugly by Margaret McHeyzer. @givemebooksblog and @MargaretMAuthor

Title: Ugly

Author: Margaret McHeyzer

Genre: YA/NA

 Release Date: October 26, 2015

Blurb

If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to see.

If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to feel. 

If I were dead, he'd never raise his hand to me again. 

If I were dead, his words wouldn't cut as deep as they do. 

If I were dead, I'd be beautiful and I wouldn't be so...ugly.

I'm not dead...but I wish I was.

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Prologue

It’s days like today I wish I was dead.

“Lily Anderson, you get your ugly ass out here right this minute. Don’t make me come after you,” Daddy screams.

He’s so angry. I knew the moment I heard him come home from work I was in for it. I was in my bedroom, lying on the floor trying to do my math. He slammed the front door so hard the windows in my room shook.

And then I knew, I knew I was in for it.

“Lily Anderson!” he yells again.

As soon as I heard him yell I ran to my hiding spot. I’m inside the closet in the hallway, wedged as far into the corner as I can get. Mom’s old coat hangs in front of me and I can still smell a faint waft of the perfume she used to wear.

“Lily Anderson!” he shouts. I can hear the anger in his voice and I can already feel the pain he’s going to inflict on me when he opens the closet door. I know what’s coming.

I close my eyes tight, scrunching them up so no light can seep through. I put my hands over my ears so I can’t hear him.

“I swear to God; if I have to find you, you will not sit for a month.”

My knees are folded into my chest. I’m trying to make myself small, invisible, so he forgets I’m here. I’m rocking myself, trying to block out what he’s saying.

School is safe. School is safe. School is safe. I keep repeating the mantra because in a few short hours I’ll be back at school. Maybe tomorrow I can go to the library after school, stay there until it closes and then sneak in after Dad’s passed out, because he’s had too much to drink.

It was never like this before. Ever.

I’m twelve years old and I can remember when Mom, Dad, and I were all happy. But that was years ago. It’s been a long time since there’s been any happiness in this house.

Well, before Mom died anyway, and not a day since.

Mom died when I was nine. I don’t remember much about her, except I remember her telling me how ugly I am. How life would be better if I was taken away from them. How I’ll never be anything, because I’m stupid and ugly.

Sometimes I dream happy things. Like me, Mom, Dad and a little blond-haired boy all going for a picnic. The sun beamed down on us as we played outside and laughed. We’d eat yummy sandwiches Mom made for us, and we’d drink homemade lemonade. We’d spend hours outside, laughing and talking and just having fun. Mom would tell me how pretty I am, and how much she loved me. She would play with my hair, braid it, and then we’d go and pick bright flowers to take home and put in a vase. Dad would smile and call us “his girls”, always kissing Mom and hugging me. Dad would put the little boy on his shoulders and run around the park, trying to catch the clouds.

I love those dreams, and I hold onto them; wishing they were real. But I’ve never had a mom like that, and my dad doesn’t talk much unless it’s with his fists, or to tell me how ugly and useless I am.

I feel him walking around the house. The floorboards creak and the vibrations from his footsteps come through the floor to where my bottom is. I close my eyes tighter and try and breathe as quietly as I can.

Please go away, Daddy. Please go away.

My heart is beating so fast. My hands are shaking and I’m trying really hard not to think about what’s going to happen the minute he opens the closet door.

Shhh, it’s so quiet. The only sound is my heart thrumming in my ears. Nothing else. Not a whisper, not a rattle…nothing.

Maybe Daddy’s left. Maybe he’s gone to the pub to have a few drinks. Maybe, just maybe, he’s left...forever.

I take a deep breath and just relax for a moment. My shoulders drop and I finally stop rocking.

Slowly I take my hands down from my ears, and I’m so happy because I can’t hear him yelling at me. I can’t hear him at all.

Gradually, I begin to unscrunch my eyes from the way I’ve tightly closed them. But something’s not right. There’s light coming into the closet.

I don’t even get a chance to open them fully before a rough hand reaches in, latches onto my ponytail and yanks.

“I told you it’d be worse for you if I had to find you,” Dad says, as he drags me out of the closet by my hair.

I’m desperately trying to hold onto my head so he doesn’t rip my hair out. My feet are trying to find traction on the dirty floorboards.

“Please, Daddy. Please. You’re hurting me,” I begin sobbing as I plead with him.

“Then your ugly ass should’ve come when I called you, you stupid bitch. You’re fucking worthless, you ugly idiot,” he says. But now his voice is calm as he continues to drag me toward the family room.

That’s when he’s most scary. When his voice is low and his eyes are filled with hate.

He throws me against the side of the sofa and takes a step back to look at me.

I look up and can see he’s the angriest I’ve ever seen him. “You dumb, ugly piece of shit,” he says, as he paces back and forth in front of me.

“Sorry, Daddy. Whatever I did, I’m so sorry.” I cower into myself, trying to make myself as small as possible.

“You’re just too fucking stupid, aren’t you?” he spits toward me as he brings his hand up to scratch at his chin.

“I’m sorry,” I say again. Tears are falling hot and fast down my cheeks. My head hurts from where he was pulling my hair, but I don’t dare try to rub the spot.

“You ugly fuck.” He kicks a boot into my leg.

The pain is instant and my leg feels like it’s shattered. “Please, Daddy,” I beg again, burying my face into my hands.

But ‘please’ never seems to work.

Nothing does.

I’ve just got to take the beatings, because that’s what stupid, ugly girls do.

Author Bio

There's something about the written word that is pure magic.

Possibly it's the fact there are 26 letters in the English alphabet, and they can create something so beautiful or so empowering they're capable to change our lives.

How important is it that we break suit and stretch our minds?

I like to think of myself as 'unique'. My stories aren't for everyone, and sometimes I may push what you believe to be 'normal'.

Normal is subjective.

I prefer to be known as a person who's never been 'bound by custom' but is 'unique by choice'.

I hope you do read and enjoy my stories.

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Pre-order Blitz- Deeds by Esther E. Schmidt @EstherESchmidt

✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆Pre-Order Blitz✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆

Title: Deeds

Series: Broken Deeds MC #1

Author: Esther E. Schmidt

Cover Design: Esther E. Schmidt

Photographer: Jeroen de Beer Fotografie (www.jeroendebeerfotografie.nl)

Model: Dennis Van Der Wal (@vanderwalfitsyourmacros)

Release Date: 1/29/2016

 

 

✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆ SYNOPSIS✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆

Deeds has just spent the last few weeks jonesing after a woman he only knows as Hotlips. Apparently pissing off a female can be rather entertaining from the safety of a text and their witty banter has left the President of Broken Deeds MC wishing for more.

 

The annoying, yet funny, communication comes to an end when they meet face to face. Lynn is the sister of Zack, current president of Areion Fury MC. Brought up the daughter of an MC President, Lynn is hell bent on not being a biker’s bitch.

 

When an enemy of Broken Deeds MC comes to play, Deeds is willing to give his last breath protecting what he claims is his. Deeds, a former MMA fighter, will need to revive his old fighter skills to protect his woman. Will it be enough to bring their enemy down or will he not only lose his only love but also his life?

 

For a greater reading experience, recommended reading order:

"Zack" Areion Fury MC book one

"Deeds" Broken Deeds MC book one

 

Read “Zack” Areion fury MC for a little Broken Deeds taste and background info:

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✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆ Author Bio✯ ☆҉‿➹⁀☆҉☆

 

Esther E. Schmidt author of Areion Fury MC and Broken Deeds MC ebook series. She's a graphic designer that also loves to write. She released the first series in October 2015 (Areion Fury MC). The second in this series will be released in 2016. Her latest project is Broken Deeds MC, this whole new series is a spin-off from Areion Fury MC. Book one "Deeds" will be published january 29th, 2016.

 

She loves to write erotic Romance about bad boy Alpha's with a heart for only one woman. To make it a bit interesting, that woman needs to be a badass herself. She loves to workout and even her storylines most times comes by walking on the treadmill.

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Release Tour for Vampire Hunter by Victoria Danann. @vdanann

Cover Reveal for HETCH by River Savage @RiverS_Author

HETCH (Men of S.W.A.T. #1) 

is the first book in an 

ALL NEW SERIES

coming the end of MARCH 2016 from River Savage.

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Synopsis

Save verb \ˈsāv\ 

1 a: Keep safe or rescue (someone or something) from harm or danger. 

Synonyms: rescue, come to someone's rescue, save someone's life, set free, liberate, deliver, extricate. 

Saving lives is the end goal. 

It's a responsibility I live with every day, the reason I wear the badge. 

Built on a brotherhood that runs deeper than blood, this way of life has become my very existence... 

Until Liberty. 

I thought I was saving her. 

I never expected her to be the one saving me.

*****

About the Author

River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series and is currently working on a 
Men of S.W.A.T. Series. 
She released her debut novel, Incandescent, the first book in the Knights Rebels series in August 2014. 

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 

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