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Thursday, August 31, 2023
Book Release Blast for The Bonds We Break by S. Cole (REVIEW)…..
Wednesday, August 30, 2023
Book Release Blast for Ace by Harley Diamond (REVIEW)…….
Jason Steele. A bad boy biker placed on earth to tempt good girls like me.
The future Prez of the Angels of Hellfire didn't want the unattractive best friend he grew up with. Plain Jaine Jones.
At least not for keeps.
The reason eighteen-year-old me skipped California for New York? Unrequited love.
Mr. Ace of Broken Hearts played me, then asked the bitch who made my life a misery to be his old lady.
It's been ten years. My father is dead. I need to go home to lay him to rest.
Ace won't expect the ugly duckling who's transformed into a swan—the badass queen who's no longer plain.
It's time for the fallen angel to be served his penance for what he did.
But not by God.
By me.
***AUTHOR'S NOTE (PLEASE READ) - ACE is not standalone. It is BOOK 1 of an INTERCONNECTED STORYLINE that concludes in BOOK 6 of the crossover universe, DIRTY PADRAIG. These books contain MULTIPLE POVs from characters across the entire series. PLEASE READ IN CROSSOVER ORDER.
TRIGGER WARNING - This book contains mature content, violence, swearing, and other potentially triggering situations that some readers may find offensive. Please do not read this story if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.
When Harley’s not reading, she’s writing. When not doing either, she’s plotting to unleash her next novel on you from her non-working farm in West Yorkshire, England, surrounded by her faithful but very needy companions. Her seven rescue dogs.
Monday, August 28, 2023
Book Release Blast for Protecting Everleigh by PJ Fiala…….
USAT author PJ Fiala, brings you the next generation of GHOST operatives set in the small-town of Glen Hollow, Kentucky, where a long-standing rivalry is brewing into an all out war, and love comes calling even in the worst of times.
When the job can only be handled by a team that doesn’t exist, you call GHOST.
He was raised to be a GHOST operative.
She's an Army-trained, skilled negotiator.
Together they play a game of push and pull—until she finds herself in need of his protection.
Henry Delany inherited his father’s muscular frame and his mother’s penchant for the law. Working for GHOST gives him the opportunity to use both while doing what he loves—protecting the lives of others. Determined to bring tranquility and harmony to Glen Hollow, the small-town he now calls home, he has agreed to work with a closed-off, government liaison in an effort to broker a peace deal. But Protecting Everleigh just might be Henry’s most challenging mission to date.
Everleigh Hayes was raised to be a negotiator, and Glen Hollow, Kentucky is a small town in need of a truce. She is just the woman to make that happen. Like her previous assignments, she approaches this one with her finely-tuned grace and finesse. But when Everleigh comes face to face with the undercurrent of darkness permeating this little town, she finds herself ensnared by more danger than she’s ever faced. Needing Henry and falling in love with him is a development she’s never negotiated before.
EXCERPT:
She swallowed the lump that sat in her throat. He'd protect her. When had anyone ever said that to her? The answer was never. Never in her life did another human being tell her they’d protect her.
Her lips quivered. "Thank you."
Friday, August 25, 2023
Book Release Blitz for The Immortal Tailor by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff (GIVEAWAY)…..
Long ago, Damien Greystone hung up his guns, knives, and rope for the quiet life of a tailor. Sure, his clients now include the likes of bloodthirsty vampires, a hair-obsessed Bigfoot, and fourteen insane deities, but at least Damien doesn’t have to kill anymore. And, sure, he’s been cursed to live alone for all eternity, but nobody’s life is perfect. Right?
Unfortunately, his monk-like existence is about to come to a screeching halt. The gods’ powers are on the fritz, and they’re demanding his help.
But when Damien starts investigating, he meets Sky Morales, a beautiful journalist who’s up to her ears in danger (and one very aggressive fairy). He has no choice but to dust off his weapons.
Can he protect her without getting too close? Because his “curse of solitude” doesn’t negotiate, and bad things will happen to Sky if he so much as feels a flutter of affection.
And as if that pressure weren’t enough, his precious store is being looked after by a love-sucking demon and a punk chick who has a knack for insulting everyone. Bigfoot isn’t pleased.
The sooner Damien can get this job done, the faster he can get back to his peaceful life. If only he weren’t enjoying getting his hands dirty again. Just like the good old days that got him in trouble.
He cocked a brow. “Did something frighten you? You mentioned before in the bathroom that you did not want to be taken back.”
She sighed with an odd little peep at the end and looked at him. “I was in her purse when I thought I heard him.”
Damien frowned. “Him who?”
“One of the Brown brothers.”
The Brown brothers were the men who owned the exotic salsa company in San Diego. “One of the brothers was there at the mall that day?”
“Yes. No. Maybe? Oh! You have nice lips. Very pouty. Can I play in your mouth?”
“No.”
“How about a taint massage?” She wiggled her little finger at him in a scratching motion. Gods help me. Sex fairies were known to be easily distracted and wildly horny, but this one seemed a bit much. He needed to get the info and send her on her way. “You are not getting anywhere near my taint. Now tell me why you attacked—”
“I meant my taint.”
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Thursday, August 24, 2023
Book Tour for Detroit by Sadie Rose (REVIEW)……
Tuesday, August 22, 2023
Book Release Blitz for Nonbinary, Trans, Pan, And Lovesick by E. S. Corby (GIVEAWAY)……
Piecing together the queer world, Corby uses comedy and anecdote to express the uncomfortable ins and awkward outs of gender, sex, love and all outrage that comes with categorization. This collection of autobiographical poetry is a form of release and expression of the vibrant emotions that so many of the LGBTQIA+ community struggle with.
Corby prides himself as an open-book. The vulnerability enclosed within these pages proves as much.
I went to a plant shop with my family/friend,
And knocked things over like a freight truck making a tight turn,
In the shop with candles and glass things and books propped on spindly legged tables, You’d wonder why I was so concerned,
Of course something would fall! —But no.
I’m not usually this uncoordinated,
And compared to the family/friend I brought along,
The person my family doesn’t trust with any drink without a cap,
Who was suddenly surefooted in contrast to me,
And as lithe as sun-basking deer.
The reason for my klutziness I realized as we left,
Was I had a crush on the person behind the counter.
And when I asked them to make a cactus and succulent array, Maybe it was an apology for my prudence and an excuse to stay. In the general area, while they made me my pot,
I knocked over dirt after the candles, I knocked over a lot.
When I spilled all those candles onto the ground,
The most upsetting thing was that they weren’t even around!
I’d never been that clumsy, I didn’t think,
Shatter glass, spill dirt,
Then I turn pink,
When they’re there and they smile at me.
Of course, I offered to pay—
They declined the offer, smiling.
Wait, isn’t that the American way?
But in Europe they don’t do that, the store writes it off as tax.
I wish I had known that before I let my companion assure me that I didn’t need to To make me relax.
Is it desperate to ponder if they had let me pass free,
Because they were actually attracted to me?
Their coworker looked peeved,
No—outright upset.
But they smiled perhaps dissimilar to anyone I’ve met.
I mentioned the dorms; they knew I wasn’t twelve.
They must have assumed I was a lesbian like everyone else.
I know they assumed this of me because of a conversation after, Where my family/friend said to me that they hadn’t even asked her— They had told her that we made a great couple.
I didn’t ask of course, but based on the conversation’s context, It seemed clear my companion didn’t correct them.
Why didn’t she correct them? Maybe it didn’t feel right,
When we spilled in their store and made their shift tight,
With cleaning up the glass and the bits of dirt
That I left in my wake when I turned my metaphorical skirt To the door with my cactus in hand.
I don’t claim to know their pronoun,
I’d never just assume,
But they could quite possibly have been a lesbian too.
And in that case, maybe I would dare to be a lesbian for a day. Or is that too self-destructive to muse then to say?
Now I stare at the wall,
Placidly daydreaming,
Of a date we might have had,
Or a life with some meaning.
Maybe I’m just depressed,
Or it’s just PMS,
But I consider a life that isn’t such a stagnant mess. No pandemic—I’m in college,
Surrounded by peers,
And I’m not suffering from the loneliness,
That makes minutes feel like years.
And my family/friend keeps laughing, About the stuff that I spilled,
In the store with my crush,
Where I can’t hope to rebuild,
A relationship with them because they think I’m a double—not single—lesbian.
Book Tour for Total Eclipse of the Moon by Zoe Forward (GIVEAWAY)……
Madeline Edney sucks at being a witch. Her casting the curse on the lycan brothers was a fluke, and it destroyed her life. She’s been hunted by the Crown ever since to make sure she doesn’t try to undo the curse. She never expected Shane to find her so easily. He’s a temptation that promises zinger chemistry, her absolute weakness. One taste was gratifying. Two was foolish. Three has become an addiction. Lifting the curse requires she forfeit her life, but if the hunters kill her, it leaves Shane at the mercy of the Crown. Either way she dies.
Shane has a choice: freedom for his family, risking Madeline in the process or a chance at happiness with the witch who fated his brothers as prisoners for eternity.
Her novels have won numerous awards including the Prism, Readers’ Choice Heart of Excellence, Golden Quill, Carolyn Readers Choice Award, and the Booksellers’ Best Award.
You can find her residing in the South with a menagerie of four-legged beasts and two wild kids.
Monday, August 21, 2023
Book Tour for When I Look In the Mirror by Tanith Davenport (GIVEAWAY)…….
“What are you talking about? I saw Dante turning into a—into I don’t know what. How could that be real?”
Zack sighed, taking her hand. “Listen. There are things in this world you don’t understand. And Dante is one of them.”
Tatum gave him a look. Seriously?
“This stays between us.” Zack gently took her chin in his hand, tilting her head up to look at her directly, and then...
A sudden glittering haze seemed to surround them, and Zack’s eyes glowed white. “What the—”
“Shh.” Zack held her still as the glitter dissipated, his eyes returning to normal. “Like I said, there are things you don’t understand. Not yet.”
“And you’re one of them? What are you?”
“You don’t need to worry about me. Worry about Dante.”
Zack’s thumb caressed her cheek. “Dante is a demon.”
“How do you know? Ezer has known him ages and never picked up—this.”
Zack rolled his eyes. “Ezer is great, but he’s not the kind of person to pick this up. I only invited him to see if he might have that power—he doesn’t. His senses are dead in the water.”
“And mine?”
“Besides...” Zack continued as though she hadn’t spoken. “Dante wasn’t always a demon. Remember Nicole’s party? That was when it happened. He’s been taken over.”
Tanith has had short stories published by Totally Bound, Naughty Nights Press and House of Erotica. She loves to travel and dreams of one day taking a driving tour of the United States, preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac Eldorado.
Tanith's idea of heaven is an Indian head massage with a Mojito at her side.
Friday, August 18, 2023
Book Cover Reveal for Reckless Heart by Brighton Walsh…….
Book Release Blast for Legacy by Marie James (REVIEW)……
Their parents were adamant that I never reach out to them again.
I forgot about the pact I made, my promise to make her mine if I wasn’t married by thirty.
The only answer I had for her when she showed up with that handwritten note was no.
Only Devyn Malloy isn’t the type to take no for an answer.
Cerberus welcomed her with open arms, but as that became enough for her, I realized it might not be enough for me...