Concealed (Dark Alliance, #2) by Kate SeRine #Release @KateSeRine @BookEnthusiast1

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Book Title: Concealed (Dark Alliance, #2)
Author: Kate SeRine
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 28, 2017
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As the only female initiate of the elite undercover society, the Dark Alliance, former FBI agent Madeleine Blake has a lot to prove—especially to her former lover, Alliance operative Jack Grayson. Ever since joining Jack’s team, Maddie’s been keeping her distance, trying not to relive every moment they shared during their brief but passionate affair. Yet when a mission ends in tragedy, Maddie’s ready to walk away from the Alliance—and Jack—forever. That is, until Jack’s cover is blown, putting his life in danger and making it impossible for Maddie to deny her true feelings…

Before he met Maddie, Jack Grayson thought happiness was impossible for a man like him. After all, he has a price on his head that requires him to live in the shadows, concealed from everyone and everything he cares about. But now that they’re on the run for their lives and Jack has Maddie in his arms again, he realizes their love is the only thing in his life that’s real. And this time, there’s no way in hell he’s letting it slip away…


“You’re right. This is a bad idea.”

His brows came together. “Sorry?”

She opened her eyes at this and allowed her hands to smooth tenderly over his bare skin, over his shoulders, across his chest. “I want you, Jack,” she told him. “My God, I want you. But I don’t want to just fall back into bed with you. It’s far too easy to slide into our old pattern. It’s not fair to use you just to satisfy my libido.”

He caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “Really? That would be such a terrible thing?”

She shook her head. “No. It would be beautiful and thrilling and amazing—just like it was before. But, ultimately, heartbreaking. At least, that’s my fear. That seems to be our track record.”

“I can’t promise you that we’d live happily ever after, Maddie,” he admitted even as he realized that’s exactly what he wanted. He could easily picture them growing old together. And never once in his life had he thought of himself as a father, but when he looked at Maddie, he could imagine a future that included the kind of happiness he’d never dared to dream of. But that was his dream. He wasn’t sure if it was hers. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to allow himself to hope for anything beyond the moment.

As difficult as it was to leave the warmth of Maddie’s arms, Jack eased off of her and pulled on his shirt. He grabbed his laptop and turned back toward the bed to see Maddie still lying on her back, the heels of her palms pressed against her eyes. It pained him to leave her, but she clearly had reservations about going further, and he knew if he stayed, they’d be right back where they’d left off. And the thought of her regretting being with him was far more painful than the raging hard-on he was sporting.

He headed toward the bedroom door but paused. “I honestly don’t know what the future holds,” he told her. “But I know I will always want you, Maddie. Always.”

meet the author

Kate SeRine (pronounced “serene”) is a hopeless romantic who firmly believes in true love that lasts forever. So it’s no surprise that when she began writing her own stories, Kate vowed her characters would always have a happily ever after. She’s the author of the award-winning TRANSPLANTED TALES series, the PROTECT AND SERVE series, and the DARK ALLIANCE series.

Kate is a member of Romance Writers of America and of Indiana RWA and has been a finalist in the Fire and Ice Contest (2010), the Finally a Bride Contest (2010), and the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence (2013), and is the recipient of The Emily (2012) and the National Readers Choice Award (2012). She is represented by Nicole Resciniti with the Seymour Agency.

Kate lives in a smallish, quintessentially Midwestern town with her husband and two sons, who share her love of storytelling. She never tires of creating new worlds to share and is even now working on her next project–probably while consuming way too much coffee.

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The Billionaires: A Lover’s Triangle Novel by Calista Fox @calistafoxbooks @StMartinsPress



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100 Shades of Sin…

In The Billionaires, Calista Fox delivers a sexy and sensuous friends-to-lovers tale with a delicious love triangle twist.


Jewel Catalano, Rogen Angelini, and Vin D’Angelo had been childhood best friends, spending every possible moment with one another. Rogen became her first love, the first one to show her what pleasure could be. Until a volatile feud erupted between their powerful California wine country families and she and Rogen were torn apart from each other. What she didn’t expect was to find comfort and passion like she had never known in Vin’s arms and bed. But when that too ended in disaster, Jewel moved to San Francisco to work for the Catalano empire. Years later, a series of daring acquisitions brings Jewel back to River Cross, the hometown where Rogen and Vin have recently returned as well. Jewel has the curves, the smarts, and the success to bring any man to his knees—especially the two men who remained best friends and still burn to possess her.

Mixing family business with erotic pleasure ignites a smoldering love triangle. But in order to pull off the bold deal that will build the trios’ own legacy and to stay in their heady, sensual paradise, they must discover what true love really is—or lose everything their hearts’ desire.

Calista Fox is a former PR professional, now writing fast-paced, steamy books to set readers’ pulses racing. She has won many Reviewer’s and Reader’s Choice Awards, as well as Best Book Awards. Calista has crossed the country many times over by corporate jet and travels internationally, always with her laptop in tow to capture intriguing story elements and exotic locales! She is also a member of Romance Writers of America and a Past President/Advisor of the Phoenix chapter. Her books include the Lovers Triangle and the Burned Deep series.

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Chaos Unbound by Brian S. Leon @bslauthor @RoxanneRhoads #UrbanFantasy




Chaos Unbound

The Metis Files

Book Two

Brian S. Leon

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Red Adept Publishing

Date of Publication: 2/28/17

ISBN: 978-1-940215-83-9


Number of pages: 356

Word Count: 122000

Cover Artist: Streetlight Graphics

Tagline: On the Run. On the Hunt.

Book Description:

The hunter becomes the hunted.

Framed for the murder of a high ranking member of the Unseelie Court of Fae, Steve Dore–also known as Diomedes, Guardian and protector of mankind–goes on the run. He’s determined to uncover the real culprit and clear his name.

But the assassination may be the beginning of a more sinister plot that involves not just the Fae and Humankind, but all the races of the world. And what if the real assassin is a boogeyman even the Fae don’t believe is real?



Chapter 1

San Diego,

September 2011


Thirty-five miles offshore in the Pacific Ocean, and I’m dodging freakin’

selkies in my fishing boat. It’s like they’re seagulls, and I’m dropping French

fries at the beach. Man do they screw up the fishing. Worse, when they appear,

bad things tend to follow. And it’s just my luck. Of all fae to show up

randomly, it had to be these shapeshifters—the kind that could transform into

seals and even into sea lions, which scare the crap out of the fish. Every pile

of floating kelp we’d fished around so far had one of these fairies under it.

Every kelp except the paddy right in front of the boat.

“Captain Dore,

look! Another seal,” the woman said, reaching for her camera.

And that selkie

made it a perfect five for five.

I couldn’t help

but hang my head. My clients—a simple Midwestern family of Mom, Dad, and

Teenage Son—considered it endearing to see a seal poke its head up from inside

the kelp, but I could see their true bulbous heads, seaweed-like hair, and

pudgy gray-green humanoid forms. Their giant, shiny-black eyes fixed on me as

if they knew exactly who I was.

The creepy

shapeshifters were part of the Unseelie Court—fairies that are decidedly

unfriendly to humans—and the fact that we kept encountering them was starting

to unnerve me. Encountering one in the Pacific was rare. In fact, I couldn’t

recall one off Southern California since an entire tribe of them showed up

around Catalina Island in the 1980s. That appearance had led to a spate of

unidentified submerged object and alien sightings, not to mention a few

mysterious plane crashes around the island and a heap of sunken boats.

“Hey what’s that

big fin?” the father asked, pointing at the rapidly approaching triangular

object sticking out of the water and heading straight at the paddy from the

opposite side.

“Shark,” I said

with a sudden smile. “Damn big one, too. Great white, from the looks of it.

Rare for us down here in San Diego.”

“Oh, swim, seal!

Swim!” the mom said as all hell broke loose around the paddy.

“Wow, really,”

the kid said. “It’s like a real National Geographic moment.” He whipped out his

phone to video the event.

I was the only

one on the boat rooting for the shark. If they’d known what that shark was

really chasing, they probably would have thought it was more like a National

Enquirer moment.

Knowing the

selkie-shark conflict would ruin the fishing within a mile of that paddy, I

pushed farther out, always on the lookout for signs of life other than selkies.

As long as we could avoid them, we found lots of small football-sized yellowfin

tuna while we trolled, and I’d even managed to convince the anglers to release

the little guys, in hopes of finding bigger ones. The small fish kept me

blissfully busy until we made it back to the dock at around four in the

afternoon—so busy, in fact, that I forgot about how screwy the presence of

selkies was until I realized my buddy Ned was storming down the dock toward my

boat as I pulled in.

As usual, Ned

was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt with colors usually reserved for Las Vegas

neon. The fact that he resembled a derelict version of Santa Claus usually drew

people’s attention. It was either that or the fact that he always smelled like

beer-soaked seaweed washed up on a beach. It could be worse given that Ned was

in fact the Titan God of the Sea, Nereus, in self-imposed exile.

As I secured the

boat to the dock, my cellphone, stashed inside my captain’s bag within the

console, chirped the unique ring my buddy Geek had helped me assign to Sarah

Wright. I felt guilty for avoiding her over the past two weeks. Despite

scrambling to reach the annoying device before the call went to voice mail, I

wasn’t quick enough. I tossed the phone on the console, thoroughly disgusted

with my wishy-washy-ness regarding our relationship—or whatever we had. I was

pretty sure we both wanted to take things to the next level, but I was

conflicted about what that would mean for both of us since my situation wasn’t

exactly normal.

I’ll call her

back as soon as I can. I sighed, watching my three clients stumble off the

boat, trying to adjust to sea legs on land after a full day on the water. They

chatted excitedly about sharks and sea lions as they went. Ned stood down the

dock, waiting, staring intently at me with his hands on his hips and one

flip-flop-clad foot tapping away. The trio barely managed to get past him

before he charged the boat.

“Diomedes, dude,

glad to see you made it back okay.” Ned’s shoulders dropped a bit as he exhaled

heavily. “Now get yer ass off the damn boat and back onto land.” He dipped his

head slightly and glared over his sunglasses at me, his brow deeply furrowed.

I stopped taking

rods out of the rod racks under the gunwales and stared back at him. Something

had him on edge, and that was saying something. Normally, he made people on

Prozac appear edgy. In over a thousand years, I’d never seen him like this


“Now, dude.

Now!” he said, raising his voice and gesticulating wildly.

The myriad of

seagulls and pelicans gathered around the boat awaiting leftover bait and fish

carcasses took off in a sudden deafening and chaotic commotion.

“Whoa. Relax,

Ned. What’s got your panties in a bunch?” I said, getting back to my after-charter

chores. “Sheesh. Besides, I think the dad left a few beers if you want them.”

Normally, Ned’s

first question to me would have involved the possible presence of abandoned

beer. Instead, he fixed me with a withering stare. His hands were back on his

hips, and his foot again tapped on the dock. When we’d first met a few thousand

years before, he’d naturally emanated an aura of power. Though he’d since

willingly given up most of his other-dimensional essence, the preternatural

blue glow was now visible.

“Dude, which

part of ‘now’ ain’t you understandin’?” He spoke through a clenched jaw and

pointed at the dock forcefully, like a parent demanding a child’s immediate

presence. Over his sunglasses, his eyes darted everywhere, keeping watch around


“Okay, okay,” I

said, eyeing my fish-slimed gear and all the sardine scales and scuff marks

marring the deck. “Who’s gonna clean all this up? You know if I let it sit,

it’ll be even harder to clean later.”

“I’ll take care

of it,” Ned replied. “Just get yer ass off the water. Right. Now.”

“Fine.” I kicked

at my rods like a petulant child. “Let me get my damn gear bag, and I’ll


I grabbed my

captain’s bag and stormed down the dock in a huff, glaring at Ned. I didn’t

even bother to take off my grungy gray rubber fishing bibs. He avoided making

eye contact as I passed him, which only pissed me off more. Instead, his eyes

continued to dart around the marina. Whatever.

I got to my

truck, threw my gear bag in the bed, then stripped off the rubber bibs. While

hopping around on one leg like an idiot, trying to get the bibs off over my

deck boots, I worked myself up from a huff to a tizzy. Who the hell did he

think he was ordering me around like that? Athena? Throwing my bibs into the

bed with the rest, I glanced over my shoulder, toward the dock.

Just as I was

about to get into my truck, a more pressing question hit me: Why? Ned actually

yelled at me. In over two millennia, I had never even witnessed him raise his

voice. What’d I do to him?

I instantly felt

like I owed him an apology, without even knowing what I’d done. I headed back

down to the dock.

As I approached

the top of the gangway, Ned was in a heated discussion with something in the

water on the other side of the dock from my boat. I couldn’t get a clear view

of who or what Ned was talking with, or hear what was being said. The only

things evident were the loud and freakish sea lion-like barks and Ned’s wild

and very uncharacteristic gesticulations. Instinctively, I searched for

something to use as a weapon—a boat hook was leaning against the fence next to

the gate down to the dock.

Then a

putty-colored round female head covered in thick yellow-green hair popped up

just above the dock and peered directly at me. Ned noticed me, as well, and all

at once, the creature disappeared below the water’s surface creating a wake

that tossed the floating dock and rocked the boats tied up nearby. She was

definitely one of the selkies I had encountered earlier offshore.

I stopped dead

in my tracks. Ned shook his head and stomped toward me, which couldn’t have

been easy in flip-flops. His eyes were ablaze—literally. His awakened aura

pulsed from white to blue like a lightning storm.

I shrugged and

raised my eyebrows as his gaze fell on me. The temperature began to drop, and

the water around the dock changed from a drab green to black and turned rough,

as if it were about to boil. The disturbance bounced the moored boats against

their bumpers and the dock, and the rigging on the sailboats began to clang.

Even the remaining birds evacuated—only noiselessly.

“Boy, who did

you piss off this time?” he said at me more than to me in a voice that

reverberated through my skull. It wasn’t loud, but it was insistent in its


“I… um… I, ah…

what?” I asked, vapor trailing from my mouth in the cool air.

I couldn’t

recall having done anything to anybody since chasing down that witch, Medea, a

few months back, and as far as I knew, everyone I could have pissed off doing

that was dead.

Ned continued up

the ramp from the dock toward me, somehow appearing larger than normal. His

face, especially his eyes, darkened. “Don’t play games with me. You got selkies

chasin’ yer ass all over the Pacific, and they had to travel around the world

to get here to do it. Nytrocyon herself is here to find you.” He pointed back

down toward my boat. “She says Mab wants you. Says you killed Lord Indronivay.”


ruler of the selkies? Seriously?” My teeth started to chatter, and my jaw

muscles clenched in the frigid air. “Wait… she said I killed who? Lord

Indronivay, Mab’s warmaster? Are you kidding me? Why the hell would I have

killed that uptight belligerent asshole?”

I’d never even

met him, but his reputation as a jerk was legendary. Even as a Guardian and

protector of humanity, I knew him only through stories that suggested he was a

giant at nearly eight feet tall and was about as friendly as a shark with a

toothache. All I really knew about him was that he personally ran every major

war and military campaign Queen Mab of the Unseelie Court had waged for tens of

thousands of years. Hell, the guy might have charged into battle against Queen

Titania of the Seelie Court on the back of a triceratops.

“You’re sayin’

Nytrocyon is lying?” Ned’s voice boomed through my head, shaking me back to


I shrugged

again. “Now why the hell would I do something like that? Honestly?”


Ned’s shoulders

dropped slightly, and his pulsing aura faded. Though his face brightened and

his bushy beard and mustache split, revealing his white teeth in a broad smile,

the rest of him remained rigid. “Good. I didn’t think you were dumb enough to

attack a member of one of the fairy royal courts. That’d be grounds for war.

Only problem is then, dude”—he slowly slipped back into his normal relaxed and

carefree persona—“you gotta ask yerself one question: why does she think you




About the Author:

Brian S. Leon is truly a jack of all trades and a master of none. He writes just to do something with all the useless degrees and skills he’s accumulated over the years. Most of them have no practical application in civilized society, anyway. His interests include mythology and fishing, in pursuit of which he has explored jungles and museums, oceans and seas all over the world.

His credentials include an undergraduate degree from the University of Miami and a master’s degree from San Diego State University, plus extensive postgraduate work in evolutionary biology at the University of Massachusetts Amherst, where he studied animals most people aren’t even aware exist and theories no one really cares about anyway.

Over his varied career, Brian’s articles have been published in academic journals and popular

magazines that most normal people would never read. They can be found in The American Society of Primatologists, the American Journal of Physical Anthropology, Proceedings of the American Association of Zoos and Aquariums and the like.

His more mainstream work came as an editor for Marlin and FlyFishing in Salt Waters magazines, where he published articles about fishing and fishing techniques around the world. He won a Charlie Award in 2004 from the Florida Magazine Association for Best Editorial, and several of his photographs have appeared on a number of magazine covers—almost an achievement of note, if they weren’t all fishing magazines.

Always a picky reader, Mr. Leon enjoys stories by classical masters like Homer and Jules Verne as well as modern writers like J.R.R. Tolkien, David Morrell and Jim Butcher. These books, in combination with an inordinate amount of free time, inspired him to come up with tales of his own.

Brian currently resides in San Diego, California.


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Misfit by Alyne Roberts @EJBookPromos @AlyneRoberts

Title: Misfit
Author: Alyne Roberts
Genre: New Adult/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 24, 2017
Misfit. Outcast. September Evans was used to being an outsider after being bounced around foster homes. No one seemed to resent her more than her new foster brother, Keaton Grayson. He hated the new girl intruding on his life.

Until he didn’t. Fights became foreplay and anger became lust. The line between their love/hate relationship started to blur until it disappeared completely and ended in heartbreak.

Getting close to Keaton was September’s biggest mistake. One that comes back to haunt her four years later, when the stakes are higher than ever. The two are going to have to work together on something dangerous and wrong but done for the right reasons. The chemistry and attraction are still there, buried under resentment and blame.

Keaton still wants September gone, or maybe he just wants her. September can’t forget her past with Keaton, but she can’t let him ruin her future either.

Erasing that line between love and hate again could destroy them both.
Copyright Alyne Roberts. Unedited. Subject to Change.
I stare up at the warehouse and then back down at my phone. Gray’s Auto. I have the address right but the place looks vacant. There’s a closed sign in the window and a few cars in the parking lot. I knock on the big metal door, but no one answers. By the time the sun sets, I am out of patience.
“Sure, come on over Nine. Not a problem at all,” I mutter to myself as I pick one of the three locks. They are heavy duty locks, not easy to pick but after a few more cuss words and promises to kill Rhys, I get in.
“Make yourself at home, Nine,” I say to myself as I walk up the stairs and step into a large loft.
The huge living space is lined with windows that over look the river that runs along the side of the building. A couch and a flat screen TV sit in the center of the room. I spot the kitchen in the back and head for it. I need a shot but a beer will have to do. I pop the top and hop up on the counter to wait.
I’m on my second beer when I hear a car pull up. Footsteps echo up the hall before the lights flick on and I’m met with a grinning Rhys. It’s rare to get a smile from him so I don’t waste a beat before I jump down and into his waiting arms. His hug is like home as I’m wrapped up with one of the few people in this world I can trust.
When I look over his shoulder, my eyes lock on dark eyes I know too well. That familiar anger and hate are there, glaring back at me. I’m hit in the gut with every memory I have been trying to block out since I left home 4 years ago.
My name rolls off his tongue with ease, like it always had. It was always September. He was the only other person that called me that other than my mom. Not Ember like I asked him to call me hundreds of times. Not Nine or Sept.
His voice is deeper with more grit. He looks different than the teenager I left standing on that porch 4 years ago. His chest is wider, filled out with muscles underneath a tight t-shirt. Tattoos peak out from under his sleeves, covering his hands and climbing out from his collar up his neck. There’s a light stubble on his face that I’ve never seen before. If I thought I couldn’t resist him when I was 17 and stupid, I don’t stand a chance at 22 and even more stupid.
Keaton Grayson is a man now. Hot and angry and everything I have been trying to forget since I left.
“Keaton,” I whisper as I pull out of Rhys’s hold.
“You two know each other?” he asks, looking between Keaton and I in suspicion.
Neither one of us speaks for a minute. How do you answer that question? Is there one word that sums up our relationship? He was my first love or I broke his heart doesn’t seem like enough.
“He was my foster brother,” I finally answer, knowing if I didn’t offer something Keaton would answer. I didn’t want to hear his explanation. It would be hurtful.
“She was more of a house guest actually.”
There it is. Those words hurt more than I’d like to admit. Always the outsider. I was never really part of his family, no matter how badly I wanted it.
“Is that right?” Rhys asks, looking to Keaton then back at me.
Keaton laughs but it’s hard and laced with venom. I lift my chin and straighten my spine, ready for the verbal attack I know is coming.
“No. Absolutly not. I can’t work with her. I don’t trust her.”
“It’s her job, Keaton.”
“Then I’m out.”
No. No. No. This can’t be falling apart before I even start. Rhys promised a second man and I counted on that.
“We need you. We need 3 people and you’re the only person I trust,” Rhys argues. I wait silently because anything I say would only make matters worse.
Keaton glares at me. More than the animosity, I see hurt underneath the repulsion and hate. It’s not much different than the way he looked at me before I walked out of his life for what should have been forever.
“You owe me,” Rhys says and I know Keaton is in. Keaton may not trust me but he is loyal to a fault to those that earn it.
Stormy dark eyes land on me. His gaze moves over my body, slowly, like he’s actually seeing me for the first time since he found me in his apartment. He takes in my long, red hair and red lipstick. In a plaid skit and loose shirt that hang off one shoulder, I stand barefoot, my knee-high boots on his floor. I feel naked and exposed even though he’s seen it all before.
Keaton moves, fast and without hesitation, pushing me to the wall behind me. I swallow hard from the impact and the heat rolling off his chest. Memories of another time I was pinned under the wall by Keaton floods my mind unwanted. I feel my face turn pink.
“Listen to me, September,” he whispers. I resist the urger to shiver at the way my name comes out a growl. “Don’t screw us over. Don’t steal from us, lie, or get your ass in trouble.”
I gasp at the words he said to me the first time we met. I realize, with heartbreaking clarity that Keaton hates me more than when he first met me all those years ago. No matter how close we eventually became or everything we went through, I erased all that good. He pushes off me and toward the door they came in.
“Show her to the guest room. I’m going out.”
The door slams behind him and I stare at it, still pressed to the wall. Every cell in body is telling me to run. Leave Willow Creek and don’t look back. I’ve done it before and can do it again. But then I think of my mother in that facility and I remember why I am here.
 Alyne lives in Ohio with her husband, two dogs and cat. Working full time in an office all day, she spends her nights reading, writing or watching an entire TV series in a night. She refuses to grow up and loves Disney movies and anything with owls. She couldn’t live without her coffee or her furry “children”.

Alyne wrote her first novel titled “Light to the Darkness” in 2014.

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Down in Flames by Samantha Conley @EJBookPromos @AuthorSamanthaC

Title: Down in Flames
Series: Silver Tongued Devils Series #1
Author: Samantha Conley
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: March 21, 2017
Available on Kindle Unlimited

“The author rocked this rock star romance!” – Erotic Romance Book Blog with Sandy

“I love MC romance and this book is no exception” – Shakespeare’s Wench Book Blog

“This is a fun, humorous, and quirky story, which has me hooked and enthralled throughout.” – Wendy’s Book Blog

Just when you think you have your life together, a spark ignites with the potential to take everything down in flames.

Kristen Daniels worked hard for her career, and when her dream job came to fruition, a sexy rock star won her heart. But one night changed everything, shattering the perfect life she thought she had, and she begins to doubt everything.
Brett Ingles is on top of the world. His band, the Silver Tongued Devils, is quickly rising to the top, playing sold out shows and topping the charts, and he has a beautiful, smart fiancée to share it all with. Until he makes the mistake that rocks his world.
Derek Calloway is a loyal friend—the one you can depend on. He’s following his dream of playing in a rock band with his best friend, but what happens when he falls in love with the girl who should be off limits? Battling his emotions day in and day out is like a two-ton weight on his shoulders, but is giving in to them worth losing everything—is she worth losing everything?

I’m just a small-town Texas girl who loves her husband, kids and the Dallas Cowboys. I spend most of my free time, what little there is between work and kids, reading almost anything I can get my hands on. I was inspired to start writing on my last birthday after I attended my first author signing event. On a wing and a prayer (and a swift kick in the ass from my best friend), I wrote my first novel. Now, I am hooked on writing and can’t type fast enough for the voices in my head or my best friend.

Under Her Authority By: L.T. Shade @shade_lauren @starange13

  Title: Under Her Authority
By: L.T. Shade
Publication Date: February 14, 2017
Genre: Erotic Romance

No one tells Shane Williams what to do. His world. His rules. Which is why he ran away from home at eighteen to pursue his dream of making a name for himself outside of small-town Georgia. Ten years later, he is one of the hottest creative directors on the east coast and the majority shareholder in a digital media firm in Charlotte. Handing over the business portion of his company to his trusted friend and business partner, and keeping his true identity as the founder a secret, has its perks. But Shane is about to find out one of its flaws.

At the expense of her relationships, Rosemary Berkowitz has always done what it takes to succeed. As a female leader in an all-boys tech field, she’s tougher than nails. She may be a sweet country girl, but underneath her innocent exterior, Rose is a boss with an iron fist. She never backs down from a challenge, and when she wants something, she goes after it full force.

No matter how sexy his smile is, the attention of a tattooed bad boy is the last thing Rose wants. After a club outing with her best friend turns into steamy night with a mysterious stranger, Rose wants nothing more than to move past her one-night stand—however amazing it was—and continue to mend her broken career. Little does Rose know that fate has other things in store for her.

Lauren goes by the pen name L.T. Shade and lives in Miami, FL. She loves black coffee and sexy heroes. Not exactly in that order. Nothing makes Lauren happier than writing, or reading, about strong and capable heroines and their happily ever after’s.When she’s not writing, she spends her time reading, overdosing on Cuban coffee, interning as a book publicist and hanging out with her amazing family and her American Cocker Spaniel, Princess Albie.

Losing Hope by Heidi Lis @EJBookPromos @Heidilisauthor1

Title: Losing Hope
Author: Heidi Lis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 21, 2017
Available on Kindle Unlimited
For the last year and a half, you could sum up my life in one word… disastrous.
One simple phone call was all it took to change my life forever.


If I could go back and do it again, what would I change?



It all hurts so much. The pain never ends.


What should have been one of the best days of my life turned into the absolute worst.


Blood. So much blood.


Cast in a shadow that turns my days dark, and my nights even darker.
Before I can put the pain of the past behind me, I need to fix what’s broken.
The first step is believing it can be done, the second is forgiveness.
But forgiveness doesn’t come easy, least of all for who is to blame.
For every choice, there are consequences.
Some good.
Some bad.
Some simply unforgivable.
One poor choice made me the target of a sociopath.
Laughter turns into tears.
Tears turn into screams.
And once again, I’m reminded just how cruel life can be.
I’ve come to learn after every storm, the sun shines again
And, someone taught me life is only worth living if you smile.
It took almost losing him for me to understand.
What would I change?
Everything, but him!


“Wow. This book is beyond amazing. Believe me, when I say it. Just believe me and read this story. You won’t be disappointed.

I’ve read a lot of books about grief and loss but this book is one of the most complete, most amazing books ever. It’d be so easier to say I’m totally speechless. This story totally took my breath away. It was my first book from Heidi Lis, but if I knew she writes with such a power, I’d grabbed her other stories way more earlier. Her writing style is hands down amazing. The way she built up the story…well, let me say my jaw hit the floor, not just once. There were times where I was gasping for air, I just didn’t know what will happen with the characters. I was totally under a spell. I practically couldn’t put it down. (And I really did not put it down.)

My heart, that poor thing, was broken into a million pieces. But then came Heidi Lis, and she put the pieces together again. And again.

I’m just gonna leave my mumbling here. I can’t form any coherent thoughts. It was not my last book from this author. And it was not the last time I read THIS story. A must-read, people, the biggest must-read of the year. Mark my words.” – Reader Review

Heidi grew up in the Midwest, but currently resides with her husband and four children in the Pacific Northwest. Heidi most enjoys spending time outdoors with her family. Between raising her children and obsessing over her favorite reads, she has let the storyteller within herself come to life. With the love and support of her family, she is following her dream while teaching her children how important it is to follow theirs. She prides herself in believing that anything is possible, the first step is believing in yourself. Heidi’s passionate and loving style in which she lives her life comes through in her writing. Her heart has led her down the genre path of a contemporary and suspense romance writer, but she has plans to extend her vision into other genres as well.



SPARK IN THE ASHES by Nikki Groom #COVER #REVEAL @NikkiGroom4 @ReadLoveLust @BTSPromosPR




Title: Spark in the Ashes (Steel Souls, #1)

Author: Nikki Groom

Release Date: April 24, 2017

Cover by Hart & Bailey Design Co.



Sadie Foster is consumed with revenge. The quiet beauty she portrays on the outside disguises the rage bubbling within her. Because on the inside, her desire for retribution dominates her every waking thought, until him……

Ramsey Dalton is an outlaw. A criminal that will do whatever it takes to get what he wants and to keep his MC brothers safe. He didn’t know there could be more to his life than sex, drugs and death, until her…

Their meeting is pure chance. Their connection undeniable. But what neither of them know, is that their relationship threatens to uncover far more than they could have imagined.

Secrets and lies are best left buried, but sometimes they’re too real to stay dead.


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About the Author

Nikki Groom is a hopeless romantic, lover of all things happily ever after and firm believer that love makes the world go around.

In her spare time, you will find Nikki laughing with her very treasured family, walking with her beloved dog in the hundred acre wood or curled up in a cosy corner with words and wine.

She lives in East Sussex with her husband and two children. Having turned her hand to many things over the years, Nikki is now proud to add ‘author’ to that list.

Having always been a dreamer, Nikki’s imagination stretches far and wide, which enables her to get lost in faraway places and imaginary people.

Nikki loves to chat, especially about books! You can find her here… facebook | twitter | email | goodreads



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Confessions of a Carpool Captive by Dawn L. Chiletz @DawnLChiletz @EJBookPromos

Title: Confessions of a Carpool Captive
Author: Dawn L. Chiletz
Genre: Romantic Comedy 
Release Date: March 24, 2017

My name is Liz Foley. I love my accounting job because I’d rather deal with numbers than talk to people. 

My best traits:

I have (RBF) Resting Bitch Face.
I give snarky come-backs.
I have no friends.

My worst traits:

I speak in run-on sentences when I get nervous.
I’m attracted to assholes.
I’m broke.

Enter Finnigan Walsh – the new guy at work. 

His best traits:

He’s kind of hot, I suppose.
He has a working car.
He sings to me and brings me coffee. 
Nothing ever gets to him, even when I add more people to our carpool.

His worst traits:

See above

I don’t like him. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. 
After all, it’s not about how fast you get there. It’s the journey. Right?
Damn this carpool.

You’d better buckle up.

Dawn L. Chiletz is the author of The Contest, Waiting to Lose, Enough, Can’t You See, and The Fabulist. She currently resides in Illinois with her husband, two boys, and three dogs. In the summer of 2014, armed with a dream from the night before, she sat at her kitchen table while her boys played on their computers and began the first words of “The Contest.” She’s been writing and drinking large amounts of coffee ever since.