Unsteady By Elizabeth York ♥ Release Tour

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Title: Unsteady
Author: Elizabeth York
Genre: Romantic Suspense Standalone
Release Date: June 26, 2018
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Photographer: Sara Eirew


UnsteadyHe was the only one for me
When I close my eyes, I still see the way he looked at me all those years ago. 
The way it felt to have someone so amazing in my life, especially after my parents abandoned me. 
The bond that only a childhood friend could understand. 
He was my balance and never let me fall
But I lied to him…
She was my better half 
I remember the fear she hid under her smile when I met her. 
There were so many adventures we concocted, that we were sure we lived a hundred lifetimes in our minds. 
She was the reason I got up in the morning. 
She was my gravity and kept me grounded.
But then she lied… 

He kept my heart when I broke his. 
I was never going to see him again. 
He would always hate me, even if he knew the truth. 
It would be better this way. 
If only he hadn’t kept my heart.
She threw my heart away when I wanted her to have it the most.
I am so full of rage – I never want to see her again.
She ruined every memory that we made with a simple sentence. 
My life would be better without her.
If only she hadn’t kept my heart.
At forty-thousand feet the Earth shifted, and planets aligned. My world came into focus and for once I was no longer unsteady and ready to fall. As the winds of the plane drifted over the icy cold ocean my heart warmed when I saw him. Once I saw his eyes and the way he was looking at me I knew.
He was the balance I always needed.
… And she was mine.
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“I’m scared,” my voice echoed across the inky night sky. My arms trembled as I hung from the edge of the concrete ledge outside of my window.
“Swing your legs over, latch onto the trellis, and then walk your hands over till you can grab on,” Logan whispered loud enough for me to hear. We only had a couple of minutes before the nuns made their rounds and caught us sneaking out.
I walked my hands one inch at a time across the hardened ledge as sweat sheened my body. My strained muscles were not going to hold me much longer since their idea of physical exercise was doing nothing more than writing notes to Logan every day.
“Logan,” I flinched when a piece of loose cement dug into my hand.
“Let go,” his voice reverberated in the wind as I looked down to see the drop below me. I looked for comfort in Logan’s eyes, but his dark hair was swept across his face as the storm in the distance gained momentum. Dogs barked across the field letting us know that the nuns were putting away the garden tools and would soon be circling the property before they went to bed.
“Logan,” I cried as my hand started to slip.
“Let go, I’ll catch you,” his hushed tones were hard to hear as we tried not to draw attention to ourselves. I winced at the pain and looked back up to see blood running down my forearm. “Drop London,” he quietly yelled as my eyes sought him out. There was a quiet reflection that resounded in my heart seeing him with his arms up waiting for me. At that moment, I put all my faith in him, trusted him completely, took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and just let go.
Before I could scream I felt Logan’s arms as he caught me and we both tumbled to the ground as I slammed into him and rolled away.  He immediately crawled over and looked down on me ensuring I was fine without a care for himself, his fresh bruising, and the new dirt he now wore on his jean jacket.
“Are you okay?” He asked as he inspected my palm. I nodded, but a teardrop fled my eye allowing him to know I was lying. My body ached and the gash in my hand was on fire.
“Who’s out here?” Sister Katherine yelled loudly. Logan helped me up and we ran through the field till we passed the point of no return and ventured into the neighboring orchard that had been abandoned. No one could find us here. As often as it flooded we knew no one would come for us all the way out past the tree line by the water’s edge.
“Give me your scarf,” Logan demanded. I pulled it out from my belt loops and handed it to him. “Why do you wear your scarf like a belt?” He questioned me with a curious smirk.  I grinned through the aches my body felt trying to find the words. I was finally feeling the full impact of the fall. My smile tried to hide the agony, but Logan could see through me.
“It was something my mom always did,” I explained when I could breathe through the discomfort. He pulled a small piece of concrete out of the tear in my palm. Then he wrapped my hand with my pink scarf as he tried to stop the bleeding. I tried to hide my wince as he tied it tight, but I failed. A soft guilty look slid across his face before he looked down at my hand again.

 

“I think it’s silly. It’s a scarf, not a belt,” he gave me a half smile as his lips crooked up to show me he wasn’t serious. “Your hand should be good until morning and by then we will have figured out how to explain it.”
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Elizabeth has been writing for so long she has forgotten how old she is. Accustomed to southern climate she likes drinking her sweet tea on the porch with her laptop in hand. In 2015, she was named Author of the Year and received an award from over thirty blogs and a multitude of authors for her work in the community as well as for the words she wrote. Married to the military and a mother to three this woman knows how to multitask. She can handle anything you throw at her, but enjoys a quiet night with her family or a open book in her hands. Join her journey and see where she will take you next.
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Hot Seal Redemption By Lynn Raye Harris ♥ Release Blitz

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Title: HOT SEAL Redemption
A Hostile Operations Team Series Standalone
Author: Lynn Raye Harris
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 15, 2018

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Bailey Jones doesn’t
know jack about babies, but she knows how much it sucks to have a deadbeat
father. So when her sister drops off her newborn baby and then disappears, Bailey
is ready and willing to confront anyone, including a six-foot-two,
sexier-than-sin Navy SEAL sniper, and make him do his duty.

Alexei “Camel”
Kamarov is not the sort of man to carelessly father a kid, but as the oldest of
six, he does know a thing or two about babies. The firebrand on his doorstep
might have mistakenly tagged him as the baby daddy, but Bailey is cute, and
Alexei is more than willing to give her a hands-on class in Baby 101.
When a ruthless criminal
comes looking for the missing sister—putting Bailey and the baby in danger—the
situation escalates. Bringing them under his roof and enlisting his HOT
teammates to help find Bailey’s sister are easy. But as Alexei and Bailey draw
closer, passions erupt and feelings tangle.
That’s nothing
compared to the danger lurking in the shadows—and the test that awaits them
both. Bailey will need to give everything she’s got to redeem Alexei’s faith in
love. And he’ll have to move heaven and earth to save her—before someone takes
her away from him for good…

 

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“Magic sperm, Bailey. I could father six kids before I knew
what happened to me. Hell, my luck, it’d happen all at once.”
Bailey winced. “Ouch.”
“Yeah, ouch is right.”
She grinned at him. “Well, sure, ouch for you too—but I was thinking more about
the poor woman who would have to carry six babies in her belly before popping
them all out. What a nightmare.”
“And now you know why I wrap it tight.”
Unexpected heat flared beneath her skin. Holy shit, was that a blush? Really?
But the thought of this man standing in front of her with a hard on, his hand
wrapped around it as he slid on a condom, was almost unbearably sexy. 
He cocked his head. “Are you blushing?”
Hell. So much for being cool. “A little. Maybe.” Why deny what he could clearly
see happening?
“Over birth control?”
Bailey rolled her eyes. “Not over birth control, you idiot. More or less the
thought of you putting the condom on.”
His gaze went smoky—and then it dropped over her body, slowly, before rising
again. Their eyes met. Held. Her heart pounded. No, no, no. Bad idea. So bad.
“I’d be happy to give you a personal demonstration.”

 

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lynn Raye Harris burst onto the scene when she won a writing contest held by Harlequin. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former military husband and two crazy cats. Lynn writes about hot military heroes, sizzling international billionaires, and the women who dare to tame them. Her books have been called “exceptional and emotional,” “intense,” and “sizzling.” To date, Lynn’s books have sold over 2 million copies worldwide.

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Eye Of The Storm By Amy McKinley ♥ Blog Tour

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Title: Eye of the Storm (Gray Ghost Novel, book 2)
Author: Amy McKinley
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Photo by: CJC Photography
Cover Model: Alex Neff
Cover design by: TE Black Designs LLC
Release Date: March 6, 2018
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Deep in the untamed wilderness of the notorious Darien Gap, a soldier wakes. Injured, he has no memory of who he is or why he is there until a beautiful woman tells him his name. But can he trust her?

 

When Mari Dias stumbles upon Chris Shaw in the jungle—a place many risk but few survive—she enlists his help to escape a country ruled by the very family who hunts her.

 

As Chris and Mari search for sanctuary out of the jungle, filters of his past return in slow increments. As they grow closer, so do their enemies. Can he battle the storm that threatens them all?

 

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Fighting For Phoenix By Lynne Leslie ♥ Release Day Blitz

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Title: Fighting for Phoenix
Author: Lynne Leslie
Genre: Second Chance Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Wicked Dream Designs
Publication Date: April 18th, 2018
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Phoenix Miles was my future…
Until he left me shattered just like our engagement photo. I’m a survivor though. I have to be because it’s not just my life anymore. When he walks into my bar, I smell more than beer brewing and knew letting him in would be a mistake. I won’t let him break me again.
I will win this fight.
Jayden Carter was my world…
Until she tossed me away just like her engagement ring. I’m a survivor though. I have to be because revenge is all I have left. My path was set, then I walked into her bar. Now, I’m fighting for love and family.
As the saying goes, all’s fair in love and war.
Neither of us count on outside forces trying to tear us apart. Their endgame? Destruction. Our endgame? Love.
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Lynne is  a momma bear to two beautiful little girls and one amazing stepson. When she’s not writing, she’s an avid reader. If you don’t catch her with her nose in a book or her fingers scribbling in a notebook, she’s usually right in front of the television with her  family. She lives in the quiet country, somewhere on the Panhandle of Florida. She loves music, dancing and beer. Preferably the beer first so she can at least pretend to know how to twerk when the music comes on. She loves anything that glitters and has a weird habit of collecting pens. Even though she’s in Florida, she hates the ocean and doesn’t eat seafood. I know. I know. She’s a strange human being.
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I relax back in the tub and close my eyes. If the man wants to take care of me then who am I to stop him. My mind is running ninety miles an hour trying to process everything that he told me anyhow. Four years I’ve thought he cheated on me with her and at most times I’ve hated him for it. After hearing the truth, I don’t know what to feel anymore. I can’t say I’m surprised about Eric and the guys having something to do with it. They never liked me. I honestly never thought they would take it as far as they did though. Never thought they really hated me that much. I don’t know why either. I never kept Phoenix from his friends. That’s not something I would have done. I also wasn’t looking to replace them in his eyes, so I could never figure it out. When they were over, and the tension became too much I would just make excuses and go home. I never let on to Phoenix how bad it was and as far as I know, to this day he still has no clue. Oh, he knows they don’t like me because of all this but I mean he has no clue to how bad it was. As far as her, nothing surprises me. I’ve never been able to understand her or any decisions she made.
Shutting the water off with my foot, I notice how quiet it is in the bedroom.
“Nix?” I call out softly. “Everything okay?”
I hear him gruffly clear his throat before he calls back. “Yeah, kitten. Just a sec.”
I let out a sigh. I’ll never tell him just how much I’ve missed that endearment of his. It’s been a lonely four years without him and whenever I think about all the shit they put us through my heart squeezes in my chest. My baby boy has gone four years without knowing his daddy because of them and the more I think about the more pissed off it makes me. That’s not how it should have been. But it’s something I must let go of if we’re going to try to make this work between us. If we’re going to try and be a family. And the more I think of it the more I realize this is exactly what I want. I want my little family. I’m running my hands through the bubbles, lost in thought when Phoenix walks back into the bathroom empty handed. I don’t know if I can even describe the look on his face, but his eyes are burning with flames and I feel the heat from them scorch me as his eyes roam my body. I don’t know what happened from the time he was in there to the time he walked in to here but it’s an interesting turn of events. His eyes are telling me that I’m desert and he’s fixing to devour me. Not that you’ll hear me complain at all.
           “Lean back.” He demands squatting down by the tub.
I do as he says and watch him through drooped eyelids. My body is burning from the inside out and I want him to ease it. He grabs the loofa and squeezes some soap on it all the while watching me with those burning eyes. Starting with my leg, he tenderly washes from the bottom of my feet to the top of my thigh, teasing the apex of them before moving to the other leg. He unhurriedly slides it up my stomach, running slow circles around and up until he reaches my breasts. I suck in a breath and hold it, waiting with anticipation. Slowly, he grabs one breast with his hand as he uses the other hand to wash it. He teases my nipple with his thumb and forefinger before moving to my other breast and repeating the process. By now my breathing is erratic, my body feels like it’s going to combust into flames and I’m so dizzy from wanting him to ease the ache he’s built inside of me, that I can’t take much more. He’s started an erotic game of foreplay that I seriously hope he plans on finishing. He must feel the same way because before I know it, my arms, back and hair are all washed and rinsed in record time, taking care of the stitches on my eye and scratches on my arms and legs, and he’s got me standing with a towel wrapped around me.
Still without speaking, he grabs my hand and slowly walks me into the bedroom, stopping me at the end of the bed. He unwraps me from the towel bit by bit, like he’s savoring every little piece of me he opens. Turning me around so I’m facing the bed, he dries my back. My body starts to quiver as I feel his lips press against the back of my neck. Sliding my hair out of the way, his lips trail a path from my neck, down my back as his arms wrap around me from behind and cup my breasts. My head falls forward and it’s taking all the energy I have to hold myself up. Instead of trying, I lean further over and brace my hands on the bed. Tweaking my nipples enough that it leaves a hint of pain behind, his hands drift down to my throbbing pussy. I feel my juices already dripping down my leg, I’m so turned on. He slides his fingers through my slit and gathers my cream to lube his fingers. Returning to my clit, he starts running in a circular motion as he lays his forehead against my back. His breathing is harsh and each puff of air that slithers across my back, amps me up more. Moving his fingers away, he places a feather light kiss to the middle of my back, picks me up and places me in the middle of the bed. I watch through lust hazed eyes as he quickly removes his shirt, jeans and briefs. No boxers for my man. Never once does he take his eyes from me. I roam my eyes down his heavily tatted body. One day I’ll explore all the delicious flesh he has exposed to me, including that tattoo wrapping towards his cock. Lifting the fingers of my right hand, I slide two of them into my mouth and glide them down my stomach. His eyes flash hotter as they reach my pussy and slide in. I let out a moan and close my eyes. Fuck, that feels good. Pumping my fingers in and out, I work my clit with my thumb. My hips are lifting in time with my rhythm. I feel him settle in between my thighs and his warm breath hits my clit, adding to the sensation I’m already creating. Knowing he’s watching me and enjoying every minute of it, amps me up even more. I open my eyes and look down my body at him. He’s got his hand wrapped around his cock and is stroking it slowly as his eyes devour everything that I’m doing. I feel the heat licking up and down my body as my orgasm draws near. He knows because he strikes as fast as a snake and yanks my hand away. I let out a whimper and writhe my body on my satin sheets.
“That’s mine, kitten.”
Motherfucker. Even in our sweet moments he’s got to pull his dominating shit. I should have remembered who I have between my legs.
“Then do something.” I growl at him.
“I’ve got you, baby. But we still have to be easy. You’ve been hurt.”
“Dammit, Nix. I’m not made of fucking glass. Just fuck me already.”
He crawls up my body and settles in between my legs. Finally. Grabbing his cock, he twirls it in circles on my clit, teasing me. He leans down and presses kisses to each eyelid, my nose and finally my lips.
“My kitten is hungry, huh.” He whispers lovingly. “I’m sorry baby, but I ain’t nowhere near finished with you. And when I’m finally done playing only then will I sink into that fucking pussy of yours that’s weeping my name and give my kitten what she wants.”
Oh god. He’s going to be the death of me. He feathers kisses down my body stopping to nibble on my nipples. Sucking one and then the other into his mouth, twirling his tongue around each pebbled nub and biting down. A thrill runs through me as he nibbles his way down to the heat of me. I spread my legs wide as he makes his way further south. I give a little shiver as his warm breath feathers against my clit. Placing soft kisses to the inside of my thigh, my breathing speeds up as he gets closer my core. Grabbing my thighs, he holds them apart, opens me up to him and gives me one leisure lick from my ass to my pussy. He taps my thigh to let me know I need to hold it in place as he uses his fingers to hold my pussy lips open. Running his tongue around my lips, he gently teases me with the tip of his tongue. He repeats this motion until I can no longer stand him having no contact with my clit. Slamming my hands to his head, I guide him where I want him. Letting out a wicked chuckle he places his mouth over my clit and starts flicking it slowly. I can’t stop the moan that works its way from my throat. His side to side motions send electricity rocketing through my body.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I chant as my body goes rigid.
Knowing I’m now close he starts sucking on my clit adding a few nips with his teeth. I feel my body flush as he moans when my pussy starts to leak, causing a vibration that sends me soaring with my release. My body twitches as he feathers his tongue on my overly sensitive clit, making sure he doesn’t miss a drop. Placing a kiss to the top of my pubic bone he sits up, leans back on his knees and gazes at me with a smirk on his face. His eyes are filled with pride and he’s got his lower lip between his teeth.
“How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”
I let out a dreamy sigh. “Oh no. I’m absolutely perfect. I forgot how well you eat pussy.”
Letting out a gravelly laugh, he climbs his way up my body. Planting soft kisses to my lips, he runs his tongue across them until I open and tangle my tongue with his. His tongue caresses mine with a single-minded focus. Tasting the tangy sweetness of my climax, I wrap my legs around his waist, moan into his mouth and rock my pussy against the cock resting against it.
He pulls back with a shudder and a gasp, unwrapping my legs and separating us. “Kitten, keep grounding that sweet pussy against me and I’m gonna take it. I’m trying to be a gentleman and do the right thing here, no matter what I said. But I’m a man, baby.”
His voice is raw with desire as his hand locks around his wide girth and starts a rough slide, hitting my clit with each upward stroke. Anchoring my legs around his waist once again, I dig my heels into his ass, yank him to me at the same time I raise up and bite his lip.
“I said I wasn’t made of fucking glass.”
I capture his lips with mine and ravish them with a savagery I didn’t know I possessed. He’s my oasis in a dry desert and I can’t get enough to quench my thirst. I feel his large rough hands grab my legs and pin them open right before he plunges into me. We both let out a hoarse cry at the feeling of once again being joined together. His ass flexes under my heels each time he pounds in to me. My head is thrown back in ecstasy, tits bouncing, fingers clenching and unclenching in the sheets. He switches his unrelenting pace to slow, scorching thrusts as he leans down and imprisons me between his arms. I take note of how careful he’s trying to be not to put too much pressure on me, no matter how rough we get. One hand tangles in my long hair, gently pulling my head back as his lips once again settle over mine, his mouth ravenous yet meaningful. Our bodies slick with sweat, our mouths letting 0ut guttural growls and broken cries, we immerse ourselves in each other, the only sounds in the otherwise quiet room. My breath hitches at the naked emotion I see in his eyes and I feel a tear leak from mine. One hand leaves my hair as he captures it with his thumb. I feel exposed, but I can’t stop the words from escaping my lips.
“I’ve missed you.”
It’s like my words awoke a beast within because the next thing I know, my legs are thrown over his arms, pussy spread wide open and I’m being rammed with savage strokes. His cock pummels my pussy as I succumb to his wild, feral fucking. He’s magnificent in all his glory. The tattoos on his neck stick out as he strains it back and lets out a rough groan.
“So fucking good.” He murmurs, his hips slamming against mine with no intention of stopping.
My back arches, hips lifting to meet his as pleasure courses through my body. Goosebumps break out and I flush, body coiling tight as my release approaches. Phoenix, knowing my body as well as I do, pinches my clit between his fingers and tugs.
“Come, now.”
I let out a husky scream as I shatter and fly apart. It’s not long before Phoenix follows, his body convulsing, cock twitching with his release as his strained roar echoes around the room. Still keeping his weight from my chest, he buries his face into my neck trying to recover. He holds his lips there for a short time before pulling back and cupping my face in his tattooed hands.
“I’ve missed you too, kitten. So damn much.”
His kisses my forehead, then my lips before giving a slow erotic glide from my body causing both of us to let out greedy moans. Rolling to the side, he falls to his back and throws his arm over his eyes. His chest is still rising and falling rapidly as he catches his breath. Hell, so is mine. We’ve not come together like that since the night he asked me to marry him.
“Not that I’m complaining but where the hell did that come from?”
Removing his arm, his head swivels in my direction. His eyes are full of something. Torment? But I’m not understanding why.

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Tangled Love By Haley Jenner ♥ Release Blitz

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Title: Tangled Love
Series: Chaotic Rein #1
Author: Haley Jenner
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: April 13, 2018

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Codi Rein is a means
to an end. A bloody and vengeful penance for wrong doing. She was our way to
inflict pain and suffering on those who took away what was most important to
us.

She was supposed to be a no one. Insignificant.

She wasn’t supposed to make me smile.

She wasn’t supposed to make me laugh.

She sure wasn’t supposed to make me feel something other than hate.

She wasn’t supposed to make me love her.

She was a means to an end. Now the bloody and vengeful end looks to be mine.
Because it now comes down to love or loyalty and it’s on me to decide what
reigns absolute; heart or family.

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The fury in
her blazing eyes dares me to disagree. They challenge me to argue against the
fact that I’m the biggest fucking asshole to ever walk this planet. The men I
so fiercely despise; my father, Marcus, Dominic; their indiscretions, their
flaws, the evil that lives inside them, is nothing, fucking nothing compared
to the rotting soul I seem to host within my body.
I can’t
dispute her words. No one single spoken syllable. She gave me all of
her. Every inch of her body. Every fragment of her soul. Every morsel of her
mind. And every last shred of the love inside her oversized heart.
Everything.
“I’m sorry
your mom died,” she spits, the fury inside her eyes having claimed her
completely, coursing through her veins with unrelenting control. “I’m sorry she
was taken from you. I’m sorry you’ve let your pain manifest into hate. I’m
sorry the both of you are so black inside you can’t see any light when it
shines down on you. I’m sorry that all your mother would feel is disappointment
that the two people she spent her short life loving, turned so hateful.”
Her words
hit hard. They steal the breath from my lungs and cause my feet to stumble
backward with the force behind them.
Because
they’re true.
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A blonde. A
brunette. A tea lover. A coffee addict. Two people. One pen name. Haley Jenner
is made up of Hailey Bond and Jenna McIntyre. 
They’re pals, besties
if you will, maybe even soulmates. Consider them the ultimate in split
personality, exactly the same, but completely different. 
They reside
on the Gold Coast in Australia’s sunshine state, Queensland. They lead ultra-busy
lives as working mums, but wouldn’t want it any other way.
Books are a
large part of their lives. Always have been and they’re firm believers that
reading is an essential part of living. Escaping with a good story is one of
their most favorite things, even to the detriment of sleep.

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The Inferno Series By T.K. Leigh ♥ Series Blitz

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The Inferno Series
Author: T.K. Leigh
Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

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From a USA Today bestseller comes a thrilling new saga of passion,
power, and betrayal.
I never believed in fate.
That was something for the dreamers, not someone as practical and
pragmatic as I.
Fate had nothing to do with me walking in on my soon-to-be husband in a
compromising position with his secretary.
Fate had nothing to do with me hopping on a plane to Rome just hours
before I was supposed to be married.
And fate certainly had nothing to do with the handsome stranger sitting
across the aisle from me, one who would open my mind and heart to things I
never thought possible.
Because if fate is real, she’s cruel and unforgiving.
He could never be mine.
I could never be his.
And his deception may just be my breaking point.

 

Release Date: January 4, 2018

 

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Release Date: February 1, 2018
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Release Date: March 1, 2018

 

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Release Date: April 5, 2018
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T.K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy Leigh Kellam, is the
USA Today Bestselling author of the Beautiful Mess series, in addition to
several other works. Originally from New England, she now resides in sunny
Southern California with her husband, beautiful daughter, and three cats. When
she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing away, she can be found
training for her next marathon (of which she has run over twenty fulls and far
too many halfs to recall) or chasing her daughter around the house.
T.K. Leigh is represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel, Goderich
& Bourret Literary Management. All publishing inquiries, including audio,
foreign, and film rights, should be directed to her.
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Title: Destiny Mine

Series: Tormentor Mine: Book #3

Author: Anna Zaires

Cover Design by Najla Qamber

Release Date: July 3, 2018

 

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Fate made us enemies. I made us lovers.

In a different world, we were meant for each other.

This is not that world.

Note: For optimal enjoyment, it’s recommended you read the Twist Me trilogy prior to starting this book.

 

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“What happened?” Dropping the backpack on the bed, I rush toward him. “Do we have to—”

He catches my face between his big, rough palms and slants his lips across mine in a hard, violently hungry kiss. We didn’t make love last night—I passed out early from jet lag and Peter considerately let me sleep—and I can taste the pent-up lust in this kiss, the dark fire that always burns between us.

Backing me up against the bed, Peter tears off my clothes, then his own, and then, with no preliminaries, he thrusts into me, stretching me with his thickness, battering me with his hard heat. I cry out at the shock of it, but he doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down. His eyes glitter fiercely as he stretches my arms above my head, his hands shackling my wrists, and I realize it’s something more than lust driving him today, something savage and desperate.

My body’s response is swift and sudden, like oil catching fire. One minute, I’m gritting my teeth at the merciless force of his thrusts, and the next, I’m hurtling over the edge and screaming as I splinter in brutal ecstasy. There’s no relief in this orgasm, only a lessening of impossible tension, but even that doesn’t last. The second peak, as violent as the first, comes right on its heels, and I cry out at the agonizing spasms, the pleasure ripping me apart as he drives into me, over and over again, riding me through the climax and beyond.

I don’t know how long Peter fucks me like that, but by the time he comes, spurting burning-hot seed inside me, my throat is raw from screaming and I’ve lost count of how many orgasms he’s wrung out from my battered body. The hard muscles of his chest gleam with sweat as he withdraws from me, and I lie there panting, too dazed and exhausted to move.

He leaves, then returns a few moments later with a wet towel, which he uses to pat at the wetness between my legs. “Sara…” His voice is rough, thick with emotion as he leans over me to brush a strand of hair off my sweat-dampened forehead. “Ptichka, I—”

A hard knock on the door jolts us both.

“Peter.” It’s Yan, his voice as sharp as earlier this morning. “You need to hear this. Now.”

Swearing under his breath, Peter jumps off the bed, finds his discarded jeans in the pile of clothes on the floor, and pulls them on without bothering with underwear. The look he gives me over his shoulder is fierce, almost angry, but he doesn’t say anything as he strides out of the room.

I sit up, wincing at the soreness between my thighs, and force myself to get up and take another quick rinse before getting dressed again.

I have no idea what’s going on, but I’m getting an awful premonition.

 

About the Author

Anna Zaires

Anna Zaires fell in love with books at the age of five, when her grandmother taught her to read. She wrote her first story shortly thereafter. Since then, she has always lived partially in a fantasy world where the only limits were those of her imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is happily married to Dima Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and closely collaborates with him on all their works.

After graduating from the University of Chicago with a degree in Economics, Anna spent eight years on Wall Street analyzing stocks and writing research reports. In 2013, she became a full-time author, pursuing her lifelong dream of writing romance novels.

Dima Zales is the love of her life and a huge inspiration in all aspects of her writing. Every book Anna writes is a product of their unique collaborative process.

In addition to reading and writing, Anna enjoys drinking tea (coconut oolong, anyone?), watching addictive TV shows, and discussing book ideas during long walks with her amazing husband.

She loves hearing from her readers, so please don’t hesitate to contact her through her website or connect with her on Facebook, where she hangs out way too often. Also, please visit her husband and collaborator, Dima Zales, at www.dimazales.com and check out their fantasy & science fiction books.
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