Saturday, January 2, 2016

Spotlight: Vampire Bride (The Bitten Bride Series Book 1) By K.L. Kovitzke





Vampire Bride
(The Bitten Bride Series Book 1)
By
K.L. Kovitzke











Vampires are a myth, but for Charlie Preston vampires are real.
With the mysterious appearance of a man by the name of Maxwell Barnett, Charlie’s life changes in a matter of minutes. Unfortunately, not for the better.
Every vampire is assigned a bloodline and Charlie is about to learn that she’s Maxwell’s property. There’s no easy way of accepting that you were born to nourish a vampire. No easy way of accepting that he wants you to be his vampire bride.
From seduction to murder, Charlie and Maxwell face many obstacles together and against each other, but what Charlie doesn’t know is that death is the only way to survive what’s coming. 

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“You know, if you were happier about it, it would hurt less,” Maxwell says in a husky voice. In a blink of my eyes, his fingers are around the back of my neck. With a sudden jerk of his hand, I’m forced to look at him. He rests his forehead against mine, the tips of our noses touching. The entire surface of my body begins to tingle and my breathing gets rigid. My brain is screaming inside my skull, but my vocal cords refuse to function. Once his mouth touches mine any chance of words coming out are lost.
His soft lips push against mine. The movement at first is gentle and caring, but the longer I don’t protest the more forceful he gets. The breaths I’m able to get aren’t enough for my lungs. The inside of my chest burns as his yearning gets rougher and rougher. He breaks the kiss, leaving me breathless. His head instantly buries itself in the curve of my neck.
“Relax…breathe in…breathe out.” His warm breath touches my neck as he whispers his words. Goosebumps break out along my exposed shoulder and a tingle runs down my spine.
I do as he insists, I breathe in…I breathe out. The feel of his mouth on my neck makes me involuntarily tense up.
“Charlie, relax. Trust me.” His lips graze my ear as he speaks each hushed word slowly.
My eyes close as I let his deep voice calm my senses. Maxwell’s mouth finds my neck once again, except this time it’s wide open and I can feel the scrap of his fangs. I clear my mind as I wait for the pain. The pressure of his jaw clenching down is accompanied with a pinch.
It is as if something snaps inside of me, altering my views of Maxwell as a vampire altogether. I get dizzy from the thrill of his pressing mouth. His tongue massages my neck to pump more blood to the fresh puncture marks. An urge of wanting to feel pain takes over my body. I can’t accept that him biting me is satisfactory. No, it has to hurt. My uninjured hand tangles in his hair and gently tugs. Without thinking, I nudge his head into my neck. Sucking in a sharp breath from the unexpected pain from his teeth burrowing in deeper doesn’t stop me from feeling ecstatic. As he drains me of life, I can’t help but feel alive.

* * *
Maxwell

The warmth coming from her body as she presses against me is intoxicating. I can feel my ice-cold body start to heat up in spots. It’s a weird feeling, but I welcome it because it tricks my subconscious into thinking it’s a step closer to being human. As she tugs a fistful of my hair and urges me to sink deeper into her neck, my fingertips dig into her skin. The sound of her hissing breath in my ear as I crush her only adds to my excitement.
Lifting her off the ground, I spin us around, so we’re facing the direction that Benjamin is located in. I know he watches us and I want to see the look on his face. Within seconds after averting my gaze, I see him with clenched fists glaring at us. My mouth still suctions itself to Charlie’s neck, and my hands slide up and down her body. The curve of her butt fits perfectly in my palm. If I stretch far enough, I can touch her bare thigh.
With Charlie’s hands still latched on to me, it gives us the reaction we’re hoping for. Benjamin breaks the stare he has on us and storms away with his second bride, the bride he chose over Grace. Grudgingly, I detach from Charlie. Sticky blood gathers in the corners of my mouth, but I quickly lick it away before I look at her.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, afraid I took too much.
Her hand goes to her head. Her eyes squint closed. “Just a bit dizzy is all.” The words come out with a sigh.
I know she’s not used to the withdrawal of blood and this isn’t even a regular basis. Some vampires feed from their humans three times a day, just as a human eats three meals a day. “Let’s get you something to drink,” I instruct her.
She seems as if she’s in a daze as she follows my lead with her fingers gripping my forearm. By the time we arrive at the bar Charlie seems to be getting better. She slaps her hand on the bar top and asks for a shot of something strong. Her voice takes on a slur as if she’s already drunk.
“I think my love here will have a glass of juice,” I say, correcting her.
“That’s probably a better idea,” she mumbles out as she agrees with me.









Friday, January 1, 2016

Spotlight: Texas Chaos by Sable Hunter







The letters C. H. A. O. S. don’t just refer to reality out of control, it’s an alert–the Chief Has Arrived On Scene! Logan Gray is that chief. He covers the ground he stands on and people show respect when he walks by. In his late thirties, Logan is a confirmed bachelor. While he may adore the young Jenna from afar, at 18, he considers her to be a lifetime too young for him.
Jenna is of another opinion. Logan Gray is everything to her. He rescued her from a fire at 16. His parents took her in when she had nothing and no one. Raised on his Gray Wolf guest ranch, Jenna learns how to trick-ride and perform in the rodeo. When Logan’s not looking, she even loves to try her hand at bull-riding. And now, she is ready to go after what she wants most–Logan Gray. 
Ignoring the fact that his heart and body craves Jenna like a drug, Logan does what he thinks is best and gently turns her down. What happens next turns his world on end. Logan learns that love can’t be defined by a number and life without Jenna is no life at all.











“I’ll survive. I’m just glad to be alive.” Logan shut the car door to his parent’s black BMW luxury sedan. “All I need is a little rest.”
“Here, come up on the porch and sit down.” Louisa Gray was fussing over him. “I can’t believe someone killed that woman and then set her house on fire. Who would do such a thing?”
Logan shook his head. “I don’t know. Whoever did it didn’t intend for there to be anything left to investigate. He doused that entire house in gasoline.” Logan winced. When the propane tank exploded, he’d been knocked out. If it hadn’t been for his turn-out suit and the quick actions of his men, both he and Chris would've been hurt badly. As it was, Chris had escaped with a broken arm and he just had a few burns on the side of his neck and shoulder. Nothing he couldn’t live with.
“I hope the authorities find him soon. Knowing there’s a killer on the loose is nerve-wracking.” As she spoke, his mother put pillows behind his back and handed him a glass of tea. “At least you’ll be able to get some rest. I hate it took a tragedy to get you to slow down.” His father gave Logan a knowing smile. Louisa Gray would take full advantage of his downtime. 
“Well, I’m here now.”
“You just rest, I’m going in to put on supper.”
Logan felt a bit of relief when his mother quit hovering. The pain wasn’t bad. Getting hurt wasn’t the worst part. He’d known the victim. Not well, but Faye Williams had been a familiar face. It was little comfort, but at least she hadn’t burned to death. The police said she’d been shot, murdered. Dead was dead, he just hoped she hadn’t suffered.
“So, where’s Jenna?” He knew she must be gone. Otherwise she would’ve been at the hospital with his parents when they’d picked him up from the emergency room.
Yea, he’d looked for her. He couldn’t help it.
Earl folded his hands over the shelf of his stomach. “Well, you’re not going to like it.”
“Like what?”
“I’ve tried to stop her. Threatened to tell you.”
“Tell me what?” Logan was getting impatient with his father.
“When Jenna’s not practicing her trick riding, she’s been trying her hand at riding…bulls. She left with Dixie yesterday to attend a rodeo up near Fort Worth. They had plans to meet with another little lady from Michigan who’s been professionally competing with men on the professional bull riding circuit. Said she wanted to get some pointers. ”
Logan jerked, hurting his neck. “What do you mean?”
Earl eyed him, no expression on his face. “Just what I said. She’s been sneaking rides on some of your stock.” He folded his arms and looked off in the distance. “She’s pretty good too, the men tell me. All that trick-riding gives her an advantage. Nice form.”
“What the fuck do you mean letting that tiny little thing on the top of a fuckin’ bull?” Logan practically raised the roof on the porch. “Bushwhacker is unridden!”
His father shrugged. “Nobody said she got on Bushwhacker. The men wouldn’t let her do that, she was trying her hand at some of the more docile ones.” As Logan gave him the eagle eye, Earl had to hide a grin. “She’s taken a spill or two, nothing serious. Cecil and Robert have been looking after her. They even put out hay for her to take a tumble on.”
“Over my dead body.” Logan grumbled. “I’ll fire the next idiot who encourages her.” At Earl’s snort, Logan sat up too quickly and winced. “I’ll talk to her. She won’t be doing it again.”
“Hmmmph,” Earl mumbled, “I’d like to hear that conversation.” He’d no more than said the words when the roar of an engine caught their attention. “Speak of the devil and she appears.” They both looked up to see a white streak of lightning come careening down the drive.
Standing up, Earl yelled. “Louisa, we need to visit some friends.”
Hearing the commotion, Logan’s mother rejoined them on the porch. “What? No, that’s Jenna. I want to talk to her.” Letting herself be led by her husband to the car, she grumbled. “Will you turn me loose, Earl?” She went, but she didn't go quietly. “This isn’t the time to leave. I need to cook supper.” Even after he shut the door, she still kept on. “I need to stay. I have work to do.”
Logan sat up. He’d just been abandoned by his folks while the person who mattered the most in the world to him was descending on him like a Texas windstorm. Oh well, he’d get her mind off his injuries by letting her know exactly what he thought about her riding damn bulls. 
Jenna slammed on her brakes, cut the engine, and was out the door in a flash. She ran to the porch as fast as she could, throwing herself at Logan’s feet. Tears had left wet streaks down both sides of her face. “God, Logan. Are you all right? I’m so grateful you’re alive. Are you hurting? Can I touch you?”
“I’m fine.” He said the words calmly, but the sight of her made his insides feel like someone was stirring them with a sharp stick. “If you drove like that all the way from Fort Worth, I’m surprised you didn’t get a ticket.”
“I got two,” she confessed, her hand moving upward to touch his cheek. “You are hurt.” Jenna began to cry.
“No, no, I’m not in pain.” He sought to assure her. “They gave me drugs.”
“Which you haven’t taken, have you?” While Logan battled with his own private demons, she laid her head in his lap. “I was so afraid, so scared. When I heard you’d been hurt in the fire, I nearly went crazy. If anything ever happened to you I couldn’t go on.”
“Oh, yes you could.” His hand hovered over her head. “You shouldn’t have hurried home.” She was like a breath of fresh air for his soul, but he couldn’t let his guard down for even a second with her. Jenna was just too big of a temptation for him to resist. She’d never know how hard he’d fought to keep their relationship that of a brother or a sister, or an uncle and a niece. Shit, their age difference would make them closer to being father and daughter. But he couldn’t think of her that way – he had never felt paternal toward Jenna Travis. From the moment he’d laid eyes on her, he’d wanted her with every fiber of his being. But he didn’t intend to ruin her life just to make himself happy. He'd learned from Chief Hodgins mistakes.
“Of course I had to come. You’re my Logan.” She pressed her hand to his chest, finding comfort in how solid it was. “So you're really okay?”
“Yes,” he assured her. “Just a few burns. See?” He moved his shirt aside so she could inspect the small places that had been doctored and dressed.
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she hugged him tight. 
Seeing a scrape on her arm, he picked it up. “What happened?”
“Nothing, I just bumped up against something.”
“A fence?” Her evasive answer ticked him off. “What’s this I hear about you riding a bull? That’s the most insane thing I’ve ever hear of and I expressly forbid you to do it again!” His voice had raised with every word. By the time he was finished, Logan was shouting.
“Forbid?” Jenna raised one delicate eyebrow. “Only fathers and husbands can forbid and you, dear Logan, or neither.”
Logan growled. “I’m someone who cares about you and I’m telling you NO MORE BULLS! Do you hear me?”
“Yes, I hear you. I think people in the next county heard you.” She smiled at him sweetly. “And for the record, you’re the only man in the world I want to care about me.”
Logan steeled himself to her charm. “I’ll always be here for you. Whatever you need, Jenna, you know that.” Trying to reestablish boundaries was difficult.
“You know what my answer is.” She picked up his hand and kissed it, but he gently removed it from her grasp. “I told you the other day. I need you.” She sat back on her heels, her eyes still shimmering with tears.
“Jenna, that’s not possible.” Unable to keep his hand to himself, he pushed a lock of hair gently over her shoulder. “You have your life to live. You don’t need some older man taking up space in your world.”
“Older man?” Jenna rose up on her knees, bringing herself closer to him. “You’re not even forty. You’re in the prime of life. You’re perfect!”
“You’d feel differently after a few years.”
“I would not. I am an adult now, a fully grown woman.” She thrust out her breasts and Logan almost bit his tongue.









Thursday, December 31, 2015

Release Boost: MYLES by Lisa Helen Gray


We are so excited to be part of the release blitz
 for MYLES by Lisa Helen Gray, 
book 3 in the sizzling CARTER BROTHER SERIES 









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I’m Kayla Martin...

I was once sweet and innocent, saw the world bright with colour, but now all I see is black and white. He not only ripped my innocence away from me, tortured me and made my life a living hell, but he stole the very soul that made me who I am.



I’m a shell of the girl I once knew.



But it’s all about to change.

I’m ready to face my fear. And that’s going right back to the very place all this started. Grayson High. I’ve had to stay back a year to re-take my exams, back to the halls where students whispered, bullied, and taunted me.

It’s been four years and I’m still trying to perfect the art of faking. It’s easy most of the time. My parents never really cared about me; they just saw the fake smile and assumed everything was fabulous, until he waltzes back into my life.
Myles freaking Carter. My childhood crush. And he sees straight past my fake smiles to the broken girl inside. But what happens when he finds out about the real me...the broken, scared, weak girl?

My biggest fear is on the verge of becoming discovered because he becomes my rock. I'm petrified that he'll find out what I've been hiding from everyone. Will he be able to look me in the eye once he finds out my secret?









Malik Book One in The Carter Brothers Series



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Mason Book Two in The Carter Brother Series



Myles Book Three in The Carter Brothers Series




Evan Book Three Point Five in The Carter Brother Series



Max Book Four in The Carter Brothers Series




Maverick Book Five in The Carter Brothers Series






Better left forgotten Book One in The Forgotten Series
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Obsession Book Two in The Forgotten Series
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Forgiven Book Three in The Forgotten Series
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If I Could I'd Wish It All Away




Lisa Helen Gray (1987) born in Birmingham. All Lisa has ever wanted to do in life, apart from be a mother, is to read and write, and at a certain age she wanted to be a princess.We can all dream, right?

Serious note though, she has been a passionate reader ever since her Nan first handed her The Three Gollywogs by Enid Blyton. After that, she lived in a land of fantasy. 
First came Buffy the Vampire Slayer, then Angel, and it went on to Twilight and The Hunger Games. Some would say she is a daydreamer, but she is just a firm believer that there is a happily ever after. Hence, her huge love of romance novels.
She got into reviewing other author’s novels, and then decided to publish her own work. Bringing us to her first novel, If I could I'd wish it all away (2014). 

She always has her head stuck in a romance novel and is often (too often) reminded of this. When she hasn't got her head stuck in a book or writing her next novel, she is glued to the TV series Pretty Little Liars, walking dead, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries and of course, Veronica Mars. Just an ordinary girl surround by extraordinary books





Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Cover Reveal: CRUEL INTENTIONS by SCARLETT YORK














Love a rags-to-riches story? 
This is more like rags-to-bitches. 

I was far from living the dream, but now I'm stuck in a nightmare. 
Torn from everything I knew, I'm trapped in a world full of lies, deceit.... 
And murder. 
And I'm right in the middle. 
Surrounded by fame, money, prestige and power, 
I'm drowning in betrayal and deception. 
And someone wants me dead. 
Just like my mother...

CRUEL INTENTIONS releases January 12th!


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Release Blitz & Giveaway: Resisting The Moon (A Royal Shifters Novel) by L.P. Dover


Title: Resisting the Moon: A Royal Shifters Novel
Series: Royal Shifters
Author: L.P. Dover
Genre: Paranormal Romance



The past was pain.
The present unclear.
For Tyla Rand, her future couldn’t be bleaker. Death follows her everywhere, especially to those she loves. Being a member of the royal pack, she believes her time of happiness will come. That is, until wolves from her old pack show up missing. Her mission is to find them, but she won’t be going alone.
Sebastian Lyall, a true born royal and the one man Tyla loathes, has offered to help in her quest. Their journey not only brings out their true desires, but attracts the attention of another, someone from Tyla’s past. However, nothing is as it seems. Death is not done with her and now he wants her to pay. He won’t be satisfied until he’s taken everything away . . . including those she loves.

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“Can I help you?” I asked, turning to face Sebastian Lyall.
His whitish-blond hair was perfectly coifed in messy spikes, his light blue, button down shirt matching the color of his eyes. The last thing I needed was to look into them. He’d had me tongue tied several times in the past and it ended up making me look like an idiot.
Smirking, Sebastian stepped closer, holding out a hand. “Would you care to dance?”
Rolling my eyes, I nodded toward the group of women in the corner who watched his every move. “Why don’t you ask one of your groupies? I’m sure they’d be more than willing.”
He and his brothers, Micah and Zayne, along with Colin, were hot commodities in our pack. They were all royal wolves—the elite. No female could resist them, except me that is. I couldn’t complain though; the royals helped make our pack invincible.
Sebastian leaned closer, his gaze serious. “I asked you, Tyla Rand. Besides, there’s something I need to tell you.”
“Why do we have to dance in order for you to spill? Just say it now.”
Chuckling, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. “What’s the matter, afraid to be close to me? I promise I won’t bite.”
Right. Huffing, I reluctantly walked onto the dance floor just when the tempo changed to a slower, sensual beat. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I growled. Other couples joined in and held each other, swaying to the music, while I stood there like a fool.
Grabbing my other hand, Sebastian pulled my arms around his shoulders and put his around my waist. “See? Not so bad.”
I glared up at him. “Just keep your hands from wandering. Now what do you want to talk about?” His hands snaked lower and I growled. “Keep it up and see where your hands end up next.”
Chuckling, he lifted them higher. “I like watching your cheeks blush. It’s sexy as hell.”

Don’t miss TURN OF THE MOON (A Royal Shifters standalone)





New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can’t forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.
Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over twenty novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.
L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.


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