Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me. Bullshit. Words destroyed me. “I’m sorry. She didn’t make it.” “Daddy, he can’t breathe!” “There’s nothing more we can do for your son.” Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me. Lies. Those syllables and letters became my executioner. I told myself that, if I didn’t acknowledge the pain and the fear, they would have no power over me. But, as the years passed, the hate and the anger left behind began to control me. Two words—that was all it took to plunge my life into darkness. “He’s gone.” In the end, it was four soft, silky words that gave me hope of another sunrise. “Hi. I’m Charlotte Mills.” The conclusion of this new, highly emotional must-read duet by Aly Martinez is LIVE! Buy THE BRIGHTEST SUNSET now! 5 Star Review by Ashley My heart still doesn't know if if wants to race or calm down after finishing The Brightest Sunset. Every single thing that Aly Martinez built up, and shattered with the first book in this highly emotional duet was taken to another level. More tears. More fear. More hope. More pain. More love. The darkness burns and the light stings....Charlotte and Porter, who had been lost then seemingly found again find themselves sinking even further into the darkness. My how the tables had turned. One's dreams coming true and the other's world completely devastated. My heart was breaking right along with Porter, Charlotte and Travis's. There was no way to get out of this new situation without more heartache for someone. I think I let out an audible "whooop" when Charlotte took her stand. It was long overdue and just what needed to be done. For everyone. And Porter, sigh- that man....I loved him in the first book so I don't quite know what word to use to describe him here. His compassion and heart knows no bounds. He loves unlike anyone I've ever read or met. Hats off, standing ovation, curtain call...all those good things to Aly Martinez for The Brightest Sunset, heck this duet. These books, while about loss and heartbreak are also about forgiveness. Doing what's right, even when it isn't easy. Loving with all that you are, even your fears. Despite your fears. Charlotte and Porter learned that in a major way and finally stepped into the light; together. Be still my ever swooning heart, that ending left me in a big old pile of mush and yearning for more of this incredible couple. The Darkest Sunrise (Book One in the Darkest Sunrise Duet) is now #LIVE and #FREE on #KU for #KindleUnlimited users! #OneClick your copy today if you haven't yet! About the Author Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four young children.
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Title: Nickel
Series: Fallen Lords MC
Author: Winter Travers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 29, 2017
Model: Lance Jones
Photographer: LJ Photography
Cover Designer: Melissa Gill @ MG BookCovers
Simple. Neat. Orderly.
A place for everything, and everything in its place.
Karmen Handel’s life growing up had been anything but quiet and simple. A deadbeat father, a mother who never wanted her, and a grandmother who could care less were the perfect recipe to ensure Karmen built a wall around herself and never let anyone in. When her past comes back to haunt her, Karmen has no one to help her. Until Nickel.
Complicated. Dirty. Restless.
Live to ride. Ride to live.
Nickel Cunningham lives free with the brothers he calls family and has never craved anything more until he met Karmen. The shy, quiet nurse who cares for his grandma caught his eye months ago, and he hasn’t been able to get her off his mind since. Nickel knows what he wants, but he’s never had to fight for it before. Until Karmen.
Three shots later, I was leaning heavily against the door as I opened it to Nickel, and a hiccup escaped from my lips. I might have gone one shot too many. “Hey,” I whispered, my free hand saluting him.Yeah, I just saluted Nickel. Kill me now.He pushed his way into my apartment, his arm circling my waist, and he pulled me to his side as he closed the door behind us. “Baby girl, did you start the party without me?” His face nuzzled my neck, and his lips brushed against my skin.My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, and I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. “You smell good,” I sighed. I needed to bottle him up and put him on my dresser. His scent that is, although I actually wouldn’t be opposed to having Nickel in my room whenever I wanted him. “We should go to my room. It has a lock on the door.” I was tipsy enough to turn the lock on my bedroom door and never let him out.A wonky smile spread across my lips, and Nickel leaned back to look down at me. “My girl is half in the bag and goofy as shit.”Horny more than goofy, but I wasn’t going to point that out. I had gone from nervous as hell to putty in this man hands. “I might have had a drink or four.”Nickel walked us over to the living room and pulled me down onto the couch with him. He grabbed my legs, swung them over his lap, and I leaned against the arm of the couch. “I confess, it was four.”
Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and the place they now call home.
Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights zipping around on her forklift at work. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, her dog Thunder, and Mexican food! (Tamales!)
Winter loves to stay connected with her readers. Don’t hesitate to reach out and contact her.
Title: Losing My Religion
Author: A.S. Tucker
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: July 27, 2017
For as long as he can remember, he’s been preparing for the day he’ll be called as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. He’s ready. He’s more than willing. And he can’t wait to spend the next two years serving the Lord and his church. But when a new proclamation from the church is announced, it leaves him questioning everything.
Quinn Owens is trouble with a capital T.
An aspiring actor living in the bowels of Los Angeles, he’s fought long and hard to get where he is, and he’s not willing to give it up for anything. Working for a homophobic boss presents quite a challenge when you’re a gay man, but Quinn knows losing this job means losing his dream.
Jaden is lost and confused.
Quinn won’t let anything stand in his way.
But when Jaden finds himself living downstairs from the enticing Quinn, neither are prepared for what happens next.
Will Jaden be able to resist Quinn’s charms and remain a devoted Mormon missionary? Or will he fall, finding himself face to face with losing his religion?
5 Stars from Millsy Loves Books - “I loved this read with passion i'll be honest i really wasn't expecting it to effect me as much as it did. The words the story the emotions weather good or bad left me not being able to put this book down. I would highly recommend this read.” 5 Stars from Konny on Goodreads - “Losing My Religion is an intense emotional read. I give 5 stars, thank you AS Tucker!” 5 Stars from Amo & Sarah’s Book Corner - “A very different love story, that is beautifully written.”
As I step into the room, I drop my suitcase on the floor, my duffel bag sliding off my shoulder and falling on top of it. Six bunk beds are crowded into the tiny space, each bed made neatly with a thin comforter stretched tautly across the mattress. It reminds of the dorm rooms I’ve seen in movies and TV shows throughout the years. Except, instead of posters of half-naked women and sports stars adorning the walls, there are pictures of Jesus Christ. Instead of math books and dirty laundry strewed about, there are scriptures and pamphlets about the church. So, yeah, it’s just like a dorm room—if the dorm room were in a parallel universe where teenage boys read the Bible and The Book of Mormon instead of play video games and drink beer. Welcome to the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah. Elder Scott, the leader of the district I’ve been assigned to, points to the bottom bunk on the left side of the room, indicating I should put my stuff there. All the missionaries in this district of the MTC are going to be serving in the California Los Angeles mission or somewhere in the vicinity. We’re split by the area we’ll be serving in, by the language we’ll be speaking, and, of course, by sex. The sister missionaries are housed in a separate part of the MTC with clear guidelines of what will happen if those borders are breached after hours. I pick up my bag and toss it onto the bed before leaning over to grab my heavier suitcase with both hands. Elder Scott bends over to help, and together, we lift the monstrosity onto the bunk. “You can hang your suits in the closet,” he says, pointing to a tiny accordion door next to the beds on the right. “Each of you has one drawer in the dresser. Yours will be one up from the bottom. Go ahead and get your things unpacked. I’m going to head to Elder Burke’s class and see if I can borrow Elder Daniels. He’ll be your companion while you’re here.” Without another word, Elder Scott turns and exits the room, leaving me in the silent, foreign room by myself. An all-too recognizable pang fills my chest as I look around, and once again, I’m left wondering if I’ve made the right choice. It’s just nerves, my inner Jiminy reminds me, trying to soothe my budding panic. Or it’s the fact that you’re a total fraud, and you have no business being here, his less than delightful counterpart retorts. I shake my head as I sit down on the edge of the bed, grateful for the moment alone. It might be the last one I get for the next two years. Once your companion is assigned, the two of you stick together like the pages of a dirty magazine. I chuckle softly at my poor attempt at a joke, but then guilt immediately sets in at the thought, considering my surroundings. I can almost feel Jesus’s disapproving eyes boring into me. So, instead of lifting my head to meet his gaze, I unzip my suitcase and begin to unpack my things.
A military brat growing up, A.S. Tucker now resides in Utah with her loving husband. When not writing, you'll find her reading, binge watching Netflix, or drinking wine. Her three favorite things are animals, coffee, and Harry Potter, not necessarily in that order. She is the author of three other novels, published under a different pen name. She loves hearing from her readers, so please drop her a line!
Title: Forbidden Bonds
Series: An Immortal Curse Novel #2
Author: Lexi C. Foss
Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 1, 2017
Exile never felt so good. . .
Tom’s a trained sniper, not a babysitter. He kills rogue immortals for a living, but after releasing classified information to a friend, he’s banished to a remote location with the CRF’s most prized asset.
Can two tortured souls find solace and love in one another?
Secrets unfold as Tom forms a forbidden relationship with his new charge. The immortal woman evokes memories and feelings long forgotten, and forces him to question everything he’s ever known.
Sacrifices must be made.
A rash decision sends them both running for their lives as enemies vie for their heads.
Some bonds are meant to be broken. . .
Lexi C. Foss is a writer lost in the IT world. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her husband and their furry children. When not writing, she’s busy crossing items off her travel bucket list. Many of the places she’s visited can be seen in her writing, including the mythical world of Hydria which is based on Hydra in the Greek islands. She’s quirky, consumes way too much coffee, and loves to swim. You can find her on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter, or visit her website at www.LexiCFoss.com.
Title: An Impossible World
Author: S.P. Cervantes
Genre: Contemporary Dystopian Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2017
What would happen if terrorism spread and hate took over? What would the world become?
Isabella (Belle) Grey trained her entire adult life to protect those around her––training that would prove invaluable in her quest to make a new life. Forced to live in an impossible world, terror was not only outside the walls of her protected community but also raged behind the walls of her very own home.
No longer willing to put up with her husband’s drunken abuse, Belle made the desperate decision to run away from the safety of her community and escaped alone into the broken world beyond.
Chased by death as bombs exploded in the distance, her next decision could not only save her life but could potentially bring light back into her darkened soul.
When faced with the impossible, Belle found strength in an unsuspecting stranger who set her path in a new direction––one she never considered.
Fear. Love. Revenge. Strength ... all come together in this epic tale of fate and survival.
S.P Cervantes is a young adult and adult contemporary romance author, who after writing short stories in middle school, followed that dream until taking the plunge, penning her popular Romance/Fantasy series Secrets of Shadow Hill. This was the turning point in her career. Followed up by her contemporary romance stand alone series, A Broken Fairy Tale, and the stand alone romance, The Wife, S.P. has earned the praise of readers and received excellent reviews as well as reaching Kindle’s paid Best Seller list for her Broken Fairy Tale anthology.
S.P. Cervantes graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Psychology from California
State University Fullerton, and has a Master’s Degree in Education. She lives in Orange County, California with her husband and three children, where she is a teacher. She enjoys spending time with her family, writing, reading, and running, but is always thinking of an idea for her next novel.
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My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club. And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed. Illicit by M.N. Forgy is NOW LIVE! **Can be read as a standalone** Amazon: http://amzn.to/2tWJmZ7 Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2uER8ED iBooks: http://apple.co/2uACmBd Nook: bit.ly/2txKaEubit Kobo: http://bit.ly/2h46Kij Watch the book trailer HERE: https://youtu.be/spBN1jCZDzg I’m an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn't capable of human compassion. So I’ve been told anyway. Raven is my club’s prisoner. I’ve been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself. She’s my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside me. I want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven…and her hell. My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I’m betraying my club. And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed. EXCERPT “Kill me?” she whispers, her fingertips caressing my cheek. I want to push my body onto her, and feel her warmth against my skin one more time before I take her life and her body cools. I’m going to enjoy her. She’s dark and twisted. I smile and bend down to get closer to her. Running my hand through her soft black hair I pet her, brushing her loose hairs away from her face. Fuck, I’m excited to play with her, hear her scream and watch her fear me. To quickly kill someone as pretty and smart as her would be a goddamn waste. Like breaking a toy before you got a chance to play with it, this needs to be done slowly. “Oh no sweetheart, the fun is just about to start,” I threaten in a low whisper. Something dark passes over her face, but she doesn’t break eye contact. It’s almost as if she sobers completely. Suddenly a foot strikes me in the chest and I sail into the side of the van. About the Author M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans. Stalk Her: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads
Title: One Taste of Crazy
Series: A One Taste Novel
Author: Amanda Siegrist
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: July 28, 2017
When it comes to women, shy and awkward are Detective Sauer’s middle name. And, well, the woman he wants to ask out is the exact opposite—loud and crazy. He can’t seem to form coherent words when Dee’s near. The minute she’s attacked, evidence connecting it to one of his murder cases, his shyness slowly starts to dissipate. Nothing will stop him from protecting her. Except maybe Dee herself.
Dee O’Malley isn’t naïve to think she’ll ever find love. Men never stick around. Ever. Not even a relationship with sweet, shy Sauer would last. But it’s oh so tempting to start one, especially when his kisses insist it’s possible. That doesn’t mean his kisses will stop her from finding the bastard who attacked her, something that riles him up. Besides, he’s adorable when he gets upset. And she can’t resist that.
❤ Warning: This novel contains a sexy detective. There is insta-love. But it’s book three so you probably know that already if you read the first two. *wink* Happy reading! ❤
Note: Each book can be read as a standalone.
Dee smiled, the sleepiness still evident in her eyes as she brushed her hair back from her face. “Is something wrong?”
“Nope.” He shook his head. No way in hell he was going to share his feelings. A guy could only handle rejection so many times. “I’m making breakfast.” Her brow rose. “I know. I could smell the bacon.” “Right. I didn’t mean to wake you up yet.” Oh God. He couldn’t handle it. He was reverting to his shy, awkward self. He had no idea what to say to her, so he did the only thing he could think of. Turned back toward the stove and poured the egg mixture into the pan sitting on the front left burner. “You sure you’re okay, Sauer?” He flashed a smile. “I’m good.” He started to spoon the eggs around. He should pop some toast in, too. Did she like toast? All he had to do was ask. Not exactly tension, but something stretched between them in the kitchen. He was afraid to turn around and ask her even a simple question, like, did she want some toast. He shivered as a pair of arms circled his waist. She rested her head against his back. “What’s the matter? You’re barely talking to me.” “I apologize.” She chuckled. “I am not mad you made bacon. I love bacon.” He set the spoon down and turned around. Her arms fell away and she took a step back. “I was talking about last night.” “You didn’t do anything wrong.” “I…the bed…naked…” He ran a hand over his face as he managed to take a deep breath. Now wasn’t the time to stumble over his words. Her soft fingers brushed his cheek. “I should thank you for last night. I needed that. This morning, I feel rejuvenated. Let’s find this bastard. Nobody attacks me and gets away with it.” His jaw clenched. “I will find this bastard. Not you.” “Whatever.” “You’ll listen to me, Dee.” He took a step closer, a breath away. “I don’t want to see you get hurt. Let me do my job.” She bit her lip as a sneaky grin emerged. “Every time it comes to your job, you get so dominant and assertive. Then, in the next breath, so shy. You are a very complex man.” “No. I’m pretty simple. I’m good at my job. You leave this to me.” Her lips brushed his. “I never listen well.” She laughed as she backed away. “You’re cute when you get upset.” He groaned and turned back to the eggs. She was going to be the death of him. Some man, most likely the killer he was looking for, attacked her, and she wanted to argue with him about who would catch him. Why did every little thing about her make him like her more? Even when she was annoying the hell out of him. (Copyright © Amanda Siegrist 2017)
I love anything that has to do with romance. As long as there’s a happy ending, I’m a happy camper. I love baseball (Go Twins!) and creating awesome crafts. I graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Criminal Justice, working in that field for several years before I became a stay-at-home mom. When I’m not hanging out with my wonderful family, I’m writing a sweet contemporary romance or a romantic suspense that keeps you guessing until the end. I have a few more amazing stories in the works. If you would like to connect with me or see important news, head to my website at http://www.amandasiegrist.com. Or you can also check out my Facebook Page or follow me on Twitter (@amanda_siegrist).
Title: Unfinished Business
Series: Bastards of Boston Novel
Author: Carina Adams
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 26, 2017
“5 Stars! Rocker and Cris slayed me! Totally shreaded my heart at times and then their snark had me snorting and laughing away my tears.” - Angela from Goodreads “This book was PHENOMENAL!!! I could not put it down…” - Carrie from Goodreads “I am speechless and my heart hurts. What an amazing story…” - Colleen from Goodreads
The Bastards of Boston live in a world most don't understand. They follow their own rules, only accountable to each other, the innocents they protect, and the people they couldn't save.
As president of the Bastards MC, Robert Doyle is the man behind it all. It’s his responsibility to keep his club safe, to be the smartest man in the room, and be ten steps ahead of everyone. He’d give everything he had, and sell his soul to the devil, to protect the ones he loves. Until Rocker comes face-to-face with the pain he thought he’d buried. Old wounds are ripped open. Revenge consumes him. Once again he’s the teenager desperate to avenge his daughter’s murder and nothing else matters. He calls me his angel, but the halo I wear caught fire a long time ago. There is no line I won’t cross, no law I won’t break. I’ll do whatever it takes to save him. If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I’ll happily burn. When past and present collide, we’re in for one hell of a bumpy ride.
Unfinished Business © Carina Adams
Unedited and Subject to Change
I felt my eyes widen as I got my first good look. In my mind, she was still just a girl, short and straight, all gangly arms and awkward movements that come with being a young teen. Somewhere over the last few years, she’d grown up.
I hesitated, stunned. This woman was nothing but trouble; tall, athletic, and beautiful enough to make even me notice her. Her dark hair was longer than it had ever been, her face had thinned, making her cheekbones seem sharp, and her lips look puffy. For a split second, I stared into her artic blue eyes, completely blown away. If I hadn’t known better, I would’ve sworn there was relief in those depths.
Something I’d thought I’d lost stirred in my gut.
“Don’t touch me!” she sneered, trying to get free as I caught her and gripped her shoulders tightly. When she couldn’t break the hold, she glanced over my shoulder, her panic clear. “Where’s Matty?”
“Not here.”
“Let go!” She shoved at me again. “I need Matt, not you.”
"You're in my clubhouse, little girl," I growled, pushing away anything but the irritation that my stress-free night had gone to shit so quickly. "If you didn't want to see me, you should have stayed in that cushy little apartment I pay out the ass for."
Blue eyes narrowed as she tipped her head back and looked at me. Seeing my shiner, she raised an eyebrow, her nose wrinkled in disgust. "Someone finally gave you the beating you deserved? Sorry I wasn't here for that."
The strong scent of alcohol on her breath made me clench my fists. She winced as my fingers dug into her flesh, and it took every ounce of self-restraint I had to loosen my grip. I took a deep breath and tried to control my rage. “You’ve been drinking.” It wasn’t a question.
Her eyes narrowed in crystal-clear hatred as she jerked her head back. “Go to hell.”
“Already been there, Brat. Fought my way out. Explain to me why you’re here."
"I told Tonka Truck," —she sent Tank's back a seething look—"I’m here for Matty. I meant it." Her hands planted themselves on my chest. "Get the fuck away from me before I start to scream and these guys”—she leaned her head toward the table—"give you another black eye."
I laughed humorlessly at that.
The stupid little girl was fucking clueless. She could scream all she wanted and not one of the brothers here would step in to help her. She wasn't at some college frat party where a good Samaritan was waiting to rescue the pretty damsel in distress. Tank and I were the closest things in this room, and if we were the ones causing the scene, everyone else would sit back, drink and watch the show.
“Let’s go!” I snapped.
Cris shook her head. “I’m not leaving. Not without—”
“Now!” I yelled, cutting off her words.
Her jaw set. “Fuck off. I’m not leaving.”
Five years ago I'd had enough of her attitude and manipulation to last a lifetime—I definitely wasn’t ready to deal with it again. I refused to cause an even bigger scene with the drama queen in front of me, to risk the chance that someone would figure out she was worth something. Her brother could deal with her shit. I was done.
If Matt had been here, I would’ve stepped aside and let him handle her. Since he was home studying, she was my responsibility. Fucking bullshit best friend code. But I knew he’d do it for me.
So, I did the only thing I could. I grabbed her, threw her over my shoulder, and strode out of the clubhouse.
When fists started pounding into my lower back, and she started demanding I put her down, my hand itched with the need to spank the jean-covered ass on my shoulder. As we made our way outside, I hoped the anger and hatred coursing through my veins was clear on my face. If any patched member stepped in, I’d have no place to argue—I wasn’t their equal yet; I was still a guest in their club.
A few brothers nodded my way, amusement clear, as I headed for the door, but no one tried to stop me. Thank Jesus. I wasn’t sure what I would’ve done if they had. Probably something dangerous to my health and definitely something stupid.
Once the brat realized that she couldn’t fight her way down, she did the only thing an immature child like her would—she tried to pants me. I knew when she was quiet for a moment too long that she was up to something. I thought she was going to give it one final push and try to break free, but when her hands moved to my back pockets and she gave the denim one solid shove , I almost laughed.
Instead, I yanked on my waistband, barely keeping it around my hips, and gave her thigh a warning squeeze with my free hand. The whole city could see my blue Fruit of the Looms, and I still wouldn’t put her down until I’d safely deposited her ass in my truck.
When she gave them another push, I snapped. “Cut the shit, Cris.”
“Fuck off.”
Such a polite and sweet little girl my best friend’s baby sister was.
An avid reader who loves epic and unconventional romance, Carina has an unhealthy obsession with Jason Statham, loves the sounds of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson, is the crazy friend your mom warned you about, and believes one day she will go through the stones to meet Jamie Fraser.
Carina has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story. None of which are anything like boring Prince Charming. Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish - a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.
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It started with an affair; a seven day long, no-strings-attached holiday tryst in Los Cabos, Mexico. Giselle Moore is a naive artist fleeing from her troubled past in Paris, France to a better life with her family in New York City but first, she takes a much needed vacation to seek solitude.
Instead, she finds Sinclair, an enigmatic Frenchman who is drawn to her as she is to him and a passionate, illicit affair ensues. The last thing she needs in her life is another complication, yet as the week wears on, she finds herself falling in love with Sinclair.
Still, she leaves him behind when she moves to New York City, ready to reunite with her family and begin life anew. If she is a little heartbroken at the prospect of never seeing the cool and dominating Sinclair again, she’s braced for it.
That is, until Sinclair shows up in her mother’s kitchen and she discovers just whom his ‘darling’ girlfriend really is. Giselle is faced with a choice; family, career and reputation or the love of a man who she should never have fallen in love with, a man that she can no longer picture her life without.
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Giana Darling is a Canadian romance author currently writing an erotic romance series entitled The Evolution of Sin. After living in the French Alps, Paris and various places on both coasts of Mexico, she lives in the gorgeous city of Vancouver, British Columbia with her Chef best friend and a cat named Persephone. When she isn't writing, she hosts dinner parties, travels extensively and reads like it is going out of style.
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From New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Max Monroe comes a new, sexy, and exciting twist on fairytales. I’m Matt Hadder. I’ve been called ruthless, savage—even brutal—by the men and women who work for me. And I’ve earned my reputation. Wonderland Inc., a party planning organization for every major player in the world, is Oz, and I’m its Wizard. I can make anything—drugs, prostitutes, deals—appear for a night and disappear just as quickly. This doesn’t make me good or bad—it makes me essential. Wonderland Inc. was my life, until a beautiful contradiction of innocence and impurity, obedience and rebelliousness named Alex Little stepped in and turned both of our worlds upside down. Welcome to Wonderland, Alex. A place where everything appears normal. But we’re all mad. Disclaimer: Exercise caution while reading. Evidence shows that Matt Hadder's vibrant sexiness and alpha manner may lead to confusion, arousal, and questioning the necessity of one's own moral code. **Authors may not responsible for any subsequent illegal activity.** 4.5 Star Review by Ashley Well paint me green and call me Gumby! I didn't know how Max Monroe would do a dark rom-com, I mean is that even a thing?, but this book was just that. Don't get me wrong, Alex in Wonderland still had the humor and heart that I love from this writing duo but it was also a touch scandalous thrown into the mix. I really liked Alex and her brave innocence. She had such an adventurous and inquisitive spirit that it opened her up to all kinds of possibilities. Chances that she wouldn't have had otherwise. Like a party where she unexpectedly draws the attention of the one and only Matt Hadder. Holy moly that man proves just how good a bay guy can be. He is devious, dark and oh so delicious! There was something about Alex that just drew him in. From her backbone of steel to her openness, he couldn't deny her pull. But he was also hesitant, he didn't want to hurt her. Which was a shock to his system- he's a man that doesn't think twice about going after what he wants. . I loved that Alex brought out this intense need to protect and cherish in Matt. It was new to him and her. Seeing them both delve into something deeper for the first time was a fun journey to be a part of. I was literally sucked down the rabbit hole from the beginning of this book. The names were a bit kitschy but that is very easily overlookable. Matt and Alex's story was a little dark with a whole lot of sexy. With Alex in Wonderland, Max Monroe, writing geniuses that they are, have given a unique twist on a story that's been told and retold for ages. I am wholeheartedly looking forward to more dark fairy tales in the future. Reader Blitz Giveaway for a chance to win one of TWO $25 Amazon gift cards: https://goo.gl/forms/Qcz3Nrd8f1IImx9a2 About the Author A secret duo of romance authors team up under the pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you a sexy, laugh-out-loud new series…& more. ;)
New writing partners and long time friends, Max and Monroe strive to live and write all the fun, sexy swoon so often missing from their Facebook newsfeed. Sarcastic by nature, their two writing souls feel like they’ve found their other half. Stay tuned for the future—this is where the fun begins. AUTHOR LINKS: Website: https://www.authormaxmonroe.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authormaxmonroe/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/authormaxmonroe Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authormaxmonroe/ |