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Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Cover Reveal: Archangel’s Touch by Karen Swart #Paranormal #Romance @karenswart1

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Title: Archangel’s Touch
Series: Archangels’ Series # 2
Author: Karen Swart
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Audience: 18 + Adults - Formats: E-book and Paperback - Publisher: Karen Swart 
Cover By: Jasmyn Designs 
Editor: Jasmin Petricola (Blue Butterfly Editing)
Published Date: Dec 2016
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Gabriel is the Archangel that sounded the first Horn for the End of Days. He battles to recompose himself and continue with his duties. He searches for a missing part of himself but cannot find it. What he finds instead is his former enemy and lover, who is embarking on a dangerous mission to stop the prophecy of The End of Days. Certain that she would return to her old ways and betray them, Gabriel joins the mission to protect his brethren and destroy her.

Alexia, former Princess Demon of Hell, is thrown into a mission she wanted nothing to do with. With her knowledge of the demon world, she must act as a guide for a Fallen female and test a fable about a ring that might destroy Lucifer. Her new life as a human has been humiliating, her past haunts her, and her former lover hates her. Why fight for something you can never have?

Thrown together for this mission, Alexia and Gabriel will be tested. Will they destroy each other? Or will their love be strong enough to save them both, and the world?

She was his poison and antidote all wrapped into one.

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Title: Archangel’s Desire
Series: Archangels’ Series # 1
Author: Karen Swart
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Audience: 18 +
Formats: E-book and Paperback
Publisher: Karen Swart
Cover By: Jasmyn Designs
Editor: Jasmin Petricola (Blue Butterfly Editing)
Published Date: April 30, 2015
 











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Raven Black is no martyr, but she has a secret she deems worth protecting. Placed into the care of Zadkiel, the Archangel of Mercy, Raven Black tries with all her might and main to hide her deadly secret. It’s difficult to know who to trust or who to confide in, but Raven knows she’s unwilling to be exploited to get the Archangels’ greatest enemy. She seals her lips, refusing to speak and enduring the ensuing torture in silence.
After centuries of nothing but duty, Zadkiel is tormented by the hellhound Raven. The closer he gets to her, the more he discovers about this lethal beauty. With each passing moment an uncontrollable desire is awakened, and with it an ancient evil is provoked.
When he discovers her secret, Zadkiel must choose between all of mankind and the woman he has come to love. Can he save her in time, or will his failure bring forth the end of days?
He would awaken a desire that would burn through hell.
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excerpt
The door opened and Zadkiel marched into the room. He looked around and found me sitting on a few flour bags where I was trying to remain hidden from the world. I was beyond angry with him. How dare he take my picture! He had no right!
“Raven.” He walked over to me.
“Go to hell, Zadkiel,” I sneered at him.
“Well, actually that is where I am going. But first, I need to make sure that you will be alright while I am gone.” His words had me finally looking at him.
“You are going into hell?” He seemed determined enough.
“Yes, I need to find the other female and try and get more information. Her sister is lost about her research and is unable to make out what we are supposed to know.” He didn’t even flinch when he replied.
So, why did I?
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, we have no choice.” He seemed way too nonchalant for a guy taking a trip down to hell.
I wished I had the courage to tell him I would go with him, but I was scared shitless of the place and what lay within it. “How long will you be gone?” I asked instead.
“I am hoping to find her in a day or two. But I am concerned about you.” He turned his back to me, and I couldn’t see his eyes. A strange combination of sensations took hold of me with his words. First I was delighted, and then I was just plain devastated. How the hell would I be able to stay awake? Shit! I am not going to be able to and then…
“I will be back before each nightfall to help you sleep, of course. Then I will return to the hunt the next morning,” he interjected, as if reading my thoughts. My heart leapt with gratitude. “Would you be able to help the others in the gym while I am searching?” He finally looked at me.
“It’s difficult,” I replied. Kasadya was always bugging me and then the others would soon be here bugging me too.
“Please, for me.” His pleading had my heart jumping.
“Okay, I’ll try, but if they start bugging me, I am out of here.” My eyes roamed over his huge frame, his soft hair begging for my fingers to rub it.
“Fair enough, but please stay here. Try to assist them as much as you can. I don’t know if I will be able to find the other female, and we need your assistance.” He bent down and cupped my face in his hand, his eyes roaming over me.
“Why didn’t you just give the picture to them?” I breathed.
“Some things are personal and don’t need to be shared with everyone. I will not share what I have seen, Raven. I know trust is difficult for you, but I would like nothing more than to earn that trust.” His thumb rubbed over my lower lip, his eyes fixed on the action.
 
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Karen Swart is the bestselling author of the spellbinding young adult series - The Kasadya Hellhound Series. Her novels have won awards in the Best YA Paranormal and Best YA Fantasy categories of Book Junkies Choice Awards.

Born and raised South African, Karen spends her time with her family and writing her next novel. You can learn more about Karen, her love of books and all her upcoming books at www.authorkarenswart.com
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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Blurb Blitz: Heir of Locksley by N.B. Dixon #GLBT #HistoricalFiction @GoddessFish








Heir of Locksley

by N.B. Dixon

BLURB:

Robin of Locksley is a rebel, more comfortable roaming Sherwood Forest with his longbow and courting the village girls than learning how to run a manor.

An innocent flirtation with a peasant girl soon lands Robin in trouble, and worse, he finds himself inexplicably attracted to Will Scathelock, his best friend since childhood. Robin must decide whether to follow the rules of society or his own conscience.

Meanwhile, his neighbour, Guy of Gisborne, is anxious to get his hands on the Locksley estate and he will do anything to make it happen—even murder.



Excerpt Two:


“It’s not that bad—” Will began, but Robin held up a silencing finger. Without a word, Will subsided onto a stool. Robin went to fetch a clean rag and dipped it in a bucket of water pulled fresh from the well. Crouching at Will’s side, he reached up and touched the cold compress to Will’s face.

“Damn, that hurts!”

“Hold still.”

The cut was a nasty one. As gently as he could, Robin stroked the rag down Will’s cheek, wiping away the trickling blood. His skin was warm and slightly rough with stubble. Robin’s heart gave an unsteady lurch. He cleared his throat, which had gone suddenly dry, and searched for something to say. “I met Sir Richard on the way home. It seems my father was worried and asked him to find me.”

Will swore, though that might have been due to Robin’s ministrations.

“It’s all right. He said he would keep silent. I trust him. The next time my father asks where I am, don’t lie on my account.”

“I could tell him you’re off drinking at the Blue Boar,” Will suggested. “He’d like that a good deal better than the truth, I reckon.”

“Let me deal with him. You don’t need any more injuries.”

Will’s face softened. He leaned a little into Robin’s hand. Their eyes met and held. They stayed like that for a few seconds, neither moving, neither looking away. Robin had never noticed before how long Will’s eyelashes were. They were a shade darker than his hair, as were his eyebrows. His lips curved in a slight smile, and Robin’s heart did that odd, painful lurch again.

“You know I’ll help if I can,” Will said. “What’s a couple of rotten vegetables between friends?”

Robin tore his gaze away with an effort. The strength of his reaction surprised and unsettled him. Abruptly, he got to his feet, tossing the bloody rag aside.

“You should let Martha look at that. It may scar, but she is sure to have a salve that will help.”

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Bio and links

N.b. Dixon is an author of historical fiction. Her love for the Robin Hood legend began in a neglected corner of the school library and has continued ever since. She is a self-confessed bookworm and also a musician.

She began work on the Outlaws Legacy Series in 2013, and was accepted by Beaten Track Publishing in 2016. Outlaws Legacy is a historical series based around the Robin Hood legend. The author describes it as Exciting Historical Adventure with GLBT romance. Book 1, Heir of Locksley, will be released in paperback and ebook on December 1 2016.


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Monday, November 28, 2016

Out Now! Into the Woods by Alexa Sinclaire #EroticRomance @EvernightPub


















Title: Into the Woods
Series Title: Lust in the Woods #2 
Author: Alexa Sinclaire
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Release Date: November 17th, 2016 
Genre: M/F Erotic Romance 





Blurb

FORD
I’m not supposed to sleep with my employees. But how about fall in love with them? I’ve loved Charlie Alford since the day I met her. Now she’s leaving and I’ve only got once chance to get her to see we’re meant for each other, one chance to get past her walls and show her how great we’d be together. My method might be unconventional but it’s a shot I’m willing to take. In the end, she’ll love me. And if she doesn’t, I know she’ll definitely hate me. 


CHARLIE 
Ford Gross is the one man in my life that hasn’t tried to get into my panties. Of course he’s the only man I’ve truly wanted. My whole life I’ve been reminded over and over again how little I’m worth and the message has stuck. With Ford, it’s different. I’m different. But one night with Ford changes everything. He’s making me an offer I can’t refuse. But if I accept it means I’ll become everything I’ve always avoided and he’ll join the ranks of men that have used me and thrown me away.

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Excerpt

Stepping into the main living area was stepping into a movie set. The place was a mix of quaint mountain cabin meets modern minimalist man-cave. This was not the Ford I knew. But I guess I didn’t know him that well.
“I’m going to make us something to drink. Something with chocolate. That always makes women happy,” he half-mumbled to himself as he headed towards the open-plan kitchen. “Have a look around and I’ll be right with you.”
The large dark leather sectional couches faced a television that could pass as a movie screen. Ford obviously liked hanging out. As far as I knew, he wasn’t social though. I pictured him sitting alone on one of his huge, comfy looking couches, watching a movie. Alone. And it made me sad. Although who was I to judge? My one and only friend, Katy, have left for Paris and most of my weekends were now spent working on my business plan and watching The West Wing.
Moving on, I spied a pair of French doors leading off from the living room out onto an enormous deck. The sound of Ford making hot cocoa filtered my way and I thought about offering to help. After making coffee for other people all day, the last thing I wanted to do was make another hot beverage, and anyway, the deck was calling me. Unlocking the doors, I walked out onto what was basically a deck the size of the house. It extended into the woods and he hadn’t cut the trees down near the back, making it feel enclosed, the dark woods looming up around me. It should have been creepy and daunting. But the overall impression was the opposite. Somehow it felt cozy and secluded. A couple of deck chairs were laid out near the end furthest away from the house.
Sitting down, I closed my eyes and just took a moment to myself. The Serena drama, missing Katy, not exactly loving the whole abstinence thing but knowing it was good for me, my connection with Ford I knew would only ever just be a friendship, what I was going to do with my life now. My thoughts buzzed in my head and I concentrated on pushing them out one by one and just listening to the natural noises around me. The sounds of the woods took over slowly—an owl or two, the rustle of the leaves as a soft wind fluttered through the branches. This is what I need.
Peace and quiet.
“Pretty peaceful, isn’t it?”
I yelped in surprise. So lost on my moment of calm, I hadn’t even heard Ford approaching. Balanced on one hand, Ford held a tray with our two cups of something chocolaty and in the other, his laptop.
I reached up and took the tray, placing it on the small table between the chairs. “I was just thinking that. This place is amazing. I’d live out on this deck, if I had this place.” He smiled in appreciation. “You won’t be saying that in about twenty minutes. I ran out of candles and the mosquitos can get vicious. But we’ve got enough time before the little vampires descend and I thought you could show me your proposal.”
Sitting down sideways on my chair, he propped his laptop on my knees. “I kind of assumed you had it stored in a cloud or your email, so just log in and get it.” I bit my lip, acutely aware of Ford’s gaze. For some reason showing Ford my business plan felt more intimidating than showing the bank. He nudged my shoulder and I bent over and logged in to my email. Once I’d opened the document, I slid it over onto his lap and waited. His eyes flitted across the page as he quickly scrolled through it.
Sitting this close to him, I decided to focus on anything but the fact Ford, an heir to one of the country’s most successful businesses, was probably laughing inside at my pathetic attempt to start my own little enterprise. Instead, I decided to focus on the fact our bodies were touching.
A lot.
Sitting side by side, we were making contact essentially from our shoulders, all the way down our torsos, thighs, and then knees. Every moment, breath, sigh, fidget he made, I felt. There was something about Ford, the way he was so contained and in control, made me think underneath all that was an animal, waiting to get out. A caveman he needed to keep leashed in order to pass as a civilized man. Sure, his job wasn’t particularly masculine—selling coffee, but Ford was all man. I sometimes caught him looking at me when we worked together, his face dark and almost angry.
The first few times I thought it was because I messed up an order or dropped a bag of freshly ground beans, but then I realized it was something else. I didn’t know what it was though. At first I hoped it was lust or even longing. But he never made a move. Not once. A long time ago, a few months into working with him, I’d tried to flirt and let him know I’d be up for something but he never made his move. I’d dropped any fantasy I had of being with a man like Ford. I still caught him looking but that didn’t mean much. Maybe he just liked to look. Lots of guys looked but never touched.
But sitting here, so close, I let myself wonder if perhaps I’d given up a bit too quick with Ford. I mean, he didn’t need to invite me to his house, did he? He could have patted me on the back and sent me on my way with a sympathetic smile and it would have been just as I expected. I struggled to read him, really read him and it made applying my little rules of life virtually useless.

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About Alexa Sinclaire

Alexa Sinclaire writes erotic romance: the hotter the better. Originally from the East Coast, she now lives in England with her very own Alpha male British husband.


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Saturday, November 26, 2016

Out Now! - A Harmless Little Ruse (The Harmless Series) by Meli Raine (@meliraineauthor) #RomanticSuspense














Release date: November 18, 2016
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Political Thriller

Description:

She has no idea what she’s doing. Loose cannons never hit their targets.

And they take out plenty of collateral damage.

Four years ago Lindsay experienced the unspeakable right before me, and I couldn’t stop them.

But that’s all changed now.

When her father, Senator Bosworth, contacted me to ask — demand — that I protect her, it was a second chance. A shot at redemption.

An opportunity to right an unspeakable wrong.

Controlling Lindsay as she seeks her revenge on the monsters who hurt her won’t be hard.

Containing my own out-of-control feelings for Lindsay and keeping up this ruse of cold-blooded distance will be.

Even harder than admitting to her what really happened that night four years ago.

It turns out I don’t have to, though.

Someone else did it for me.

And I’ll make sure they regret it.



A Harmless Little Ruse is the second in this political thriller/romantic suspense trilogy by USA Today bestselling author Meli Raine. This series includes:

A Harmless Little Game (Now available)
A Harmless Little Plan (release date December 13, 2016)

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Author Bio:

Meli Raine writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the women who love them.

Meli rode her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in New England with her family.

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Excerpt

I wake up to an empty bed.
It’s not mine.
Lindsay’s gone.
I can feel a change in the air. I jump to my feet, instantly alert, blood pumping to arms and legs that are battle-ready. Her bedroom room smells like lavender and beeswax, mingled with the hot scent of sex. I swear her heat still lingers on the sheets. The ceiling fan is still, the room crackling with silence.
I grab my gun belt and --
What the hell?
My weapon is missing.
Gun’s gone.
Lindsay’s gone.
Oh, shit.
She didn’t?
She did.
“Gentian,” I bark as I shove my earpiece in. “Where’s Lilac?” Lilac’s her code name.
“With you,” he responds.
“Negative.”
Dead air.
“Gentian?”
“I don’t know, sir. No one’s seen her. Last we knew, she was locked in her bedroom with you.”
No trace of irony. No hint of teasing. If he had even one whiff of either, he’d have his ass handed to him.
And he knows it.
“She’s gone, Gentian. Find her.”
“Yes, sir.”
The instant flurry of activity in the house matches my organs. They rearrange themselves inside me as I assess the situation, which is pretty fucking simple.
Lindsay stole my gun and ran away.
Doesn’t get much simpler than that.
Last night was the first time in four damn years that I slept. Actual REM sleep. The night those bastards tortured us was the first night of my new life.
A life without sleep.
And last night?
I slept like someone who had finally come home.
“Jesus,” I mutter to myself. “Great job, Drew. She totally snowed you.”
I have to hand it to Lindsay. She fooled me. I believed her act the entire time. She managed to outwit us all.
Damn smart woman.
Damn dangerous, too.




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Thursday, November 24, 2016

Happy #Thanksgiving ~ Escape with a Holiday #Romance
















The holiday season is a joyous time. This Thanksgiving I’m grateful to be celebrating with family and friends. But for those who are alone, the year's end can be stressful. Sometimes the best way to cope is to reach out and help others. When you volunteer, the person who benefits most might be you.

I’m sharing an excerpt from my short story, Cry Uncle. It’s a BDSM romance in a holiday anthology. The story is sexy, but also emotional. Polly is a lonely woman who signs up for a charity event that leads her on a journey of self-discovery - and love.

PUT YOUR HO HO's ON is a saucy, sassy, fun Christmas Collection, an anthology of multi-genre erotica and erotic romance – and only 99c.


And here’s an excerpt from my story:



Cry Uncle by Gale Stanley

Blurb

Two years ago, Gabe dumped Polly, and the pain of rejection was like a punch in the gut. Polly is a different person now, older and wiser, but the ghost of love-gone-bad still haunts her. This Christmas, Polly is determined to get over her trust issues. Giving up control to an experienced Dom should be risk-free, and Polly goes on the auction block at a local BDSM club to prove it. But, love can sneak up on you when you least expect it.

Excerpt

“Hello, Polly.”

“Hello, Mistress Sabrina.” The dominatrix is intimidating in a long black wig, stiletto boots, and cherry-red lipstick, but she’s a familiar face, and I’m happy to see her.

“I just want to go over a few things,” she says. “The auction will start promptly at midnight and you’re first on the block. The lucky man who wins the bid will be your Master for one night only, and he has to respect your limits. Anything that happens between you and him must be consensual.”
I’m already wet just thinking about what might happen. “I understand, Mistress.”

“Remember, this event is being held for a worthy cause. All the money will be used to provide food, clothing and toys for impoverished families so they can have a good holiday.”

I’m happy to know that I’m helping someone in need. Isn’t that what Christmas is all about? But, my primary motivation is self-help. This will be an exercise in building trust. I’ve been wounded, and I’m tired of putting up walls between myself and others. There can be no walls between Master and slave. Tonight there will be no holding back.

“Earth to Polly.” Mistress Sabrina smiles at my confusion. “Just have fun.” She leads me to a dressing room with an adjoining bathroom. “You have plenty of time. I’ll come back for you at midnight.”



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