Sweet by Gabrielle G. is #LIVE! One-click today! BLURBFinding what others want to hide has been my lifeline for years.
So I don’t want to babysit a Rockstar, especially not one who thinks women are disposable.
I’ve never been good at keeping away from the Darling Devils.
Call it morbid curiosity but they fascinate me—he intrigues me. And Art Sweet, with his smoldering looks and wicked smile, is the most gorgeous of all. But if the scars on my face are inevitable for all to see, the ones in my heart are irreparable.
* My beach cottage in the middle of winter should be the perfect place to organize my thoughts.
But complications arise when a sexy tomboy enters town.
She looks familiar. She feels perfect. And she sounds like the best song I could ever play. The only thing is, I’m not one to ask people to stay, and she’s not the kind to stop her life for anyone. So our story is bound to end before it even begins. And that seems to be the story of my life.
The heartbreaking love story of two invisible devils.
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Gabrielle G will do anything for a hot cup of tea, still celebrates her half birthdays and feels everyone has an inner temptuous voice. Born in France and having lived in Switzerland, Gabrielle currently resides in Montreal with her husband, three devilish children and an extremely moody cat. After spending years contemplating a career in writing, she finally jumped off the deep end and took the plunge into the literary world. Writing consumed her and she independently published her work. Gabrielle's style is fiercely raw and driven by pure emotion. Her love stories leave you out of breath, yearning for more, while at the same time wiping away tears. AUTHOR LINKS Facebook Reader Group | Facebook Page | Instagram | Goodreads | BookBub | Twitter | Website | Newsletter | Amazon Author Page | BOOK + MAIN
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Aidan Deveraux has secrets. His secrets could get her killed. Aiden Deveraux is a hot-shot lawyer with a secret identity—the mask wearing street-fighter named Number Nine. But when his family's company is threatened, Aiden faces his toughest opponent yet, the brilliant and gorgeous Ella Zhao. Ella is in New York to bring down the people to blame for her father's death—the Deveraux family—and she's not about to let some Prince Charming lawyer like Aiden stop her. But as Aiden and Ella scramble to uncover the past that no one, including their own families, wants revealed, they find themselves running from a murderer who knows the Deveraux and Zhao all too well. With their hearts, lives, and millions of dollars on the line, Aiden and Ella may have to trust each other with their secrets if they want to make it out of this fight alive. ♦ ♦ ♦Well now! I wasn't quite sure what to expect with my first read from Bethany Maines but I was sucked into The Cinderella Secret from the very beginning. To say the first time Ella and Aiden met was intense would be a gross understatement. But man I really liked them both. They were so much alike; strong willed, stubborn, dedicated to their family, smart and willing to battle for what they want. Too bad they were fighting on opposite sides of the war that brought them back together. I loved how the mystery unfolded. It was layers and layers of lies and deception piled upon revenge and greed. Add family loyalty and ties into the mix and it was a recipe for drama. And as Aiden and Ella got closer to revealing the truth behind the trouble, they also got closer to one another. There was something so real about the relationship between Aiden and his family that struck a chord with me. The sibling dynamic was on point and gave some great moments of levity to all the intrigue and danger laced in the rest of the pages. And let me tell you, The Cinderella Secret was intense. But that ending! It was oh so satisfying and has be eager to see what Bethany Maines has in store for the Deveraux's next! ♦ ♦ ♦
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Bethany Maines, a native of Tacoma WA, is the award-winning author of romantic action-adventure tales that focus on women who know when to apply lipstick and when to apply a foot to someone’s hind end. When she’s not traveling to exotic lands, or kicking some serious butt with her black belt in karate, she can be found chasing after her daughter, or glued to the computer working on her next novel. You can also catch up with her onTwitter, Facebook, Instagram, and BookBub.
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Cheska Harlow-Wright was born into a life of luxury and privilege. She has
never wanted for anything. A comfortable future as a married London socialite
awaits her. But since the age of thirteen, Cheska has harboured a secret—an
unshakeable fixation on a boy who could never offer her anything close to
comfort. A boy steeped in sin and draped in depravity. A boy born into the
possessive embrace of darkness.
When Cheska’s seemingly perfect world is ripped apart by an unknown but
deadly enemy, there’s only one person she can run to. One person in the world
who has the power to keep her safe. The one person her weak and shattered
heart craves.
Arthur Adley. The new head of the most feared crime family in London.
Forced too young to take the helm of the Adley firm, Arthur has become even
more ruthless, formidable, and cold than ever before. His enemies are circling,
and he must fight—and kill—to maintain his family’s place at the top of the
London crime underworld. There is no room for weakness, emotion, or loss of
control.
But then Cheska smashes back into his life with the force of a wrecking ball.
She has no place in this dark, vicious, and bloodthirsty world. And worse, she is
the solitary chink in his impenetrable armour. He’s already pushed her away
once, but this time she desperately needs him. She’s broken, lost, and in danger,
and he is the only one who can help.
Arthur must protect her. He must destroy those who dare to threaten her, hunt
down those who would take what is his. He would raze all of London to the
ground to keep her safe… but can he also protect himself?
The infamous Dark Lord of London Town faces his most brutal battle yet—the
crippling weight of the past, the unrelenting enemies lurking in the shadows…
and the havoc that Cheska’s presence is wreaking on the granite fortress that
was once his heart.
Dark contemporary Romance. Contains sexual situations, violence and
sensitive subjects that some may find triggering.
CHESKA “If you stare at that bloody yacht any more, you’ll burn a hole in its side.” I looked from Arthur’s yacht to Arabella. She was lying on her lounger on the sun deck, head tilted back, her SPF-drenched dark skin shimmering under the blistering Marbella sun. I took a sip of my mojito, letting the mint and lime cool me down. I saw a few of Arthur’s friends on the deck. But he wasn’t there. I hadn’t seen him since the night in the club. Not long after Ollie Lawson and his friends came, Arthur and his boys had disappeared. I had no idea where to. But they hadn’t come back. My cheeks blazed when I thought back to him looking at me right in the eyes as he fingered the girl on his lap. As her eyes rolled back and she moaned out loud as her orgasm barrelled through her. A hand waved in front of my face, pulling me back from the other night. From Arthur … his dark hair, blue eyes and black-rimmed glasses that just did something to me. I couldn’t read him. He was as impenetrable as Fort Knox. Even when his gaze had been locked on mine, I couldn’t get a bloody read on him. He gave nothing away. It was as if he was soulless. As if he lacked any basic emotion. Cool. Calculated. Deadly. The hand before my face moved faster. When I shook my head, withdrawing myself from thoughts of Arthur and those eyes that were as unbreakable as a bank safe, it was to see Freya. She smiled, but I could see a tinge of worry in her dark eyes. She studied me, then put her palm on my forehead as if checking my temperature. I moved her hand away. “Frey,” I said, sighing. “I’m fine.” “Just checking you haven’t got a fever or anything. Or heat exhaustion.” She took a sip of her Chardonnay. Her purple bikini somehow made her Irish features look more pronounced, and made her curves look like something out of a Renaissance painting. “I’m completely well.” Arabella sat up and moved her Gucci sunglasses from her espresso eyes. Her curls framed her beautiful face. “You do know that yacht belongs to Alfie Adley, don’t you?” Her lips were pursed with worry. “That guy you keep staring at is Arthur Adley. The Arthur Adley, heir to the Adley firm and their empire of death and destruction.” “I know who he is. I have done since we met at thirteen, remember?” “Yeah, we remember,” Freya said. “But do you? Alfie Adley was there to cash in on a debt your father owed. He wasn’t there for a night of drinks and billiards.” “I know that,” I snapped. Freya and Arabella glanced at each other as though I’d lost my bloody mind. Maybe I had. All I knew was that, over the years, Arthur had become an obsession of mine. And now he was here. In the flesh. Docked next to us. Looking my way with that steely gaze that seemed to make my knees weak and my mind lose all of its senses. “Daddy made a mistake. He explained it all to me. He made a bad investment.” I shrugged. “He sorted it and hasn’t had dealings with the Adleys again since.” “Yet, here you are, wanting to fuck Arthur every which way to Sunday.” Arabella raised an eyebrow at me, waiting for my response. The sound of raucous laughter came from the Adley yacht, and I glanced over. Just then, Arthur walked out onto the deck, a large gin glass in his hand. He seemed more often than not to be drinking gin, I’d noticed. It must have been his drink of choice—straight, with ice, no mixer. He was shirtless, wearing navy-blue shorts, his black-rimmed glasses firmly in place. Christ, he was perfection. His skin was slightly kissed by the sun, and his dark hair looked like onyx under the midday sun’s rays. As if feeling my stare, he looked over, his eyes landing straight on mine. His cousin, Charlie, followed his gaze, his eyes narrowing on me as if I were a problem he wanted to solve. My breathing came faster as Arthur didn’t look away from me. Not even when Freddie Williams stood beside him and started talking in his ear. “Seriously, Cheska,” Freya said, and I reluctantly looked at my best friend. “Go fuck your boyfriend or something. Get any thought of Arthur Adley from your head.” Arabella laughed. “Can you imagine taking him home to your daddy? He’d have a damn heart attack.” “Maybe Arthur isn’t as bad as you think,” I said. “They’re East End gangsters,” Freya said. “They’re murderers! We’ve all heard the rumours.”
Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.
After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.
Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.
Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.
When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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