Monday, December 31, 2018

Simban (Cyborg Warriors #3) Blog Tour

 
   

A broken cyborg. A dying elf. Can they save each other before it’s too late? 

 As the first cyborg ever created, the Ardak's experiments left Simban broken and without hope. Barely able to control his body or his speech, he sets off into the wilderness to avoid the first post-invasion winter solstice celebration. But when he finds a dying elf, he realizes that he might have found a kindred spirit, and her time is running out. 

Irielle fled to the mountains to avoid the Ardaks. Plagued by flashbacks of when she was captured as their prisoner and a horrible pain in her chest that's growing worse, the only thing she has left to do is die alone in the icy snow. But when a certain cyborg finds her, she suddenly has reason to hope. Until the Ardaks make an unexpected appearance. 

Can these two broken beings heal each other? Join Simban and Irielle in a race against time and the Ardaks to find out. 

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Immortal Angel is always writing. Her specialty? Science fiction / fantasy romances that drop readers into a new world and leave them hanging on until the very end. Growing up on sci-fi, fantasy, and romance; she can't help but weave these elements into her stories. Which, luckily for her readers, results in a whole lot of hot human men, supernatural males, and some very sexy aliens. Immortal Angel loves to hear from her readers, and of course, she wants to hear from you! 

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Queen of His Heart Blog Tour


Title: Queen of His Heart
Author: Suzanna Lynn
Genre: Psychological Romance/Criminal Romance
Cover Designer: Funky Book Designs
Editor: Holly the Editor
Publication Date: December 27th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

 

Blurb
When you play your cards, always have a Queen in your hand!
Officer Samantha Daniels has been given a dangerous mission; go undercover to get close to criminal mastermind, Dominic Murphy. However, becoming one of the king pin’s family isn’t as simple as introducing yourself with a basket of muffins.
Samantha must keep it together as she dives into her dark side, all while undergoing a terrible ignition that could take her life. However, torture can turn anyone’s mind to mush, and she discovers a whole new side of herself as she slowly gives into Dominic and his murderous tendencies.
Add a dash of insanity and a touch of Stockholm Syndrome, and you have a romance made of inner demons and blood.
It’s a sexy blood covered romance gone wrong; or maybe right.


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The hot water warmed my skin, creating soft pillows of steam that rolled into the air. The bottom of the tub pooled pink as my blood washed away with the water. My blood, I thought. Not just mine. His blood. His. Ours. Our blood. That, and the blood of our victims. It was a lethal concoction that created an aphrodisiac between us.
       I tore open the tiny package of complimentary soap the hotel provided. It smelled of honeysuckle and claimed to be moisturizing. I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel normal again. To wash away the acts of violence I had taken part in only hours before. I smiled as I thought of what we had accomplished. It was vile. The body count, outrageous. But I had reveled in it. In his smile; his pride as he watched me extinguish the lives of the men.
       This isn’t me, I thought, battling this new version of me. Yes, it is, and you love it.
At one time I was known as Dr. Samantha Daniels. I was trained, not only as one of the best on the Bedworth Police Department, but I also had taken years of medical school, so I could pick apart the brains of the mentally insane and get to the root of the crime problem in Bedworth.
But that felt like a million years behind me. That part of my life was over.
I’d given up a life as Dr. Samantha Daniels and embraced my new persona: Haley Carver – thief – murderer – sociopath. I relished in it. And it was all so I could be at the side of my love – the notorious Dominic Murphy, aka Re Delle Carte, the King of Cards. He was the baddest of the bad, and I had become his queen.

 
 
Author Suzanna Lynn is a full-time mom of three beautiful, energetic children and spends her days with them and her husband in a small town nestled in the deep rolling hills of Missouri.
Growing up in the Ozarks, as a child Suzanna spent her days wandering the fields and woods surrounding her home. While most children avoided the dark corners of the woods, she sought it out, imagining them to be filled with fairies, dragons and all number of creatures.
Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that won various awards in high school and college.
However, in 2014 she decided to stop wishing she could publish a book and made the dream a reality when she released The Bed Wife.
That first novella gave birth to two more books, completing the series, and stirred the embers of a new five-book series called The Untold Stories, which is currently in the works.
When she's not busy writing or spending time with her family, Suzanna loves to draw and paint, as well as scrapbook. She also has been known to volunteer with her children's school, the local Ladies Auxiliary veterans group and even the local zoo!

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 Website: www.suzannalynn.com

Friday, December 28, 2018

Decker Release Blitz +Giveaway


Decker is Here


 He protected me from danger and became my biggest threat.

He’s my defender. My savior.
A brutally determined man with a cocky smirk and an equally cocky attitude.

Broad. Strong. Focused.
He seduces me with his flirtation.
Warms me with his care.

But he’s hiding something.
There are ulterior motives beyond his concern for my security.
A thirst for more than my safe keeping.

I can’t fall for him. Can’t be tempted by his touch.

Not when he can’t be trusted.

But questioning my protector means I’ve now become his target.

From bestselling author, Eden Summers, comes another seductively thrilling standalone destined to leave you breathless.


Meet Eden Summers...
Eden Summers is a bestselling author of contemporary romance with a side of sizzle and sarcasm.

She lives in Australia with a young family who are well aware she's circling the drain of insanity. Eden can't resist alpha dominance, dark features and sarcasm in her fictional heroes and loves a strong heroine who knows when to bite her tongue but also serves retribution with a feminine smile on her face


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Thursday, December 27, 2018

Unspoken Fears (Unspoken Love #4) Release Blitz +Giveaway


UNSPOKEN FEARS 
(AN UNSPOKEN LOVE NOVEL)
COVER DESIGN: T.E. BLACK DESIGNS
RELEASE DATE: DECEMBER 27, 2018


SYNOPSIS
Life is unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, everything I loved disappeared.
In that moment, I realized nothing would ever be the same again.
All it took was five horrifying words to annihilate my perfect life…and destroy my entire world.
I’m lost.
I’m alone.
I’m numb.
My life was irrevocably changed.
Is it true that sometimes our lives have to be completely shaken up, so that we end up where we’re meant to be?
Can my closed-off heart learn to love again, or will it forever be bound by my Unspoken Fears?


THE UNSPOKEN LOVE SERIES
PURCHASE LINKS:
Unspoken Words

Unspoken Promises 

Unspoken Vows

EXCERPT
The DJ dims the lights in the bar signaling the start of his set. The Cure by Lady Gaga begins to blare through the speakers and the girls squeal. Camryn pushes her stool back and grabs Morgan’s hand.

“Come on, let’s dance,” Camryn shouts excitedly.

Saved by the DJ and the girls’ love for dancing. Jamie’s eyes follow his wife to the dance floor. Morgan and Camryn throw their hands in the air and move their hips to the beat. They are putting on quite the little show, and a few other girls join them. A few guys who are playing at the nearby pool table walk over and stand along the dance floor.

“The girls are at it again. In a few minutes, those guys are going to try and dance with them,” I say to Jamie who hasn’t taken his eyes off his wife.

“They’re good. It’s like a repeat of the night I lost my shit and went out there after Camryn. Funny how so much shit has changed since then,” Jamie says before turning his attention to me.

Nodding my head. “I remember that. The next day you came over to my place begging for forgiveness for screwing up.”

He lifts his middle finger at me. “Yeah, and your punk ass almost burnt down the apartment building by being a nosy asshole.”

Shrugging my shoulder, I lift my beer and take a drink. “You turned over your man card that day. You’ve never been the same since,” I taunt him.

Lincoln sits there shaking his head as his eyes bounce between the both of us. “You keep 
talking that shit, man. Wait till you find the girl who steals your balls.” Taking another sip of his beer, he places it down on the table. “When she does, we’re going to be the first ones to sit back and laugh our asses off.”

The song changes to Haunted by BeyoncĂ© and the girls grind up against each other. Morgan runs her hands up and down Camryn’s sides, while Camryn sings the song to Morgan. The way they are dancing is drawing attention, and a few men off to the side hoot and holler, which causes Jamie to clench his fist and furrow his brows.

Both Lincoln and I notice the change in his demeanor. Lincoln grips his shoulder and squeezes. “Don’t worry, man, they’re fine out there. Joe is standing at the edge of the dance floor. Nothing is going to happen.”

After what Camryn went through, Jamie is overly protective of her. He knows he can’t hover over her twenty-four hours a day, but he will stop at nothing to make sure Camryn is safe.
Jamie nods his head, but his gaze never wavers.

Aces is packed with a sea of people. Lifting my beer to my lips, I take another long pull from the bottle, and my gaze passes around the room. A flash of red catches my attention in the far corner of the dance floor.

Staring for a long moment to make sure I’m not seeing things, my jaw hangs open when I confirm it’s her.

I can’t pull my eyes away from the way her ass looks in those dark skinny jeans. The pants fit her body perfectly, outlining all her curves. Tall, black boots accent the shape of her calves. Her hair is in a sloppy bun on the top of her head, exposing the knot of her halter top on the back of her neck. The black top falls deep between her breasts and her entire back is on display, giving every man in here a hard-on.

A colorful tattoo covers the right side of her back, starting about her waistline, ending on her shoulder. The piece is colored with bright, bold colors. I can’t make out what the design is, but my cock twitches in my jeans, knowing she has ink on her smooth, ivory skin. Another appears to be between her shoulder blades. I stare at it, but I can’t quite make that out either.

I would love the opportunity to explore her naked body, to find out if she has more. Ask her what the meaning is behind them.

As the beat of the song slows down, so does she. When the beat picks up, her body matches the seductive tempo. Unable to stand the distance anymore, I grab my beer and take a long swig.

I watch her for a few minutes. Rory’s stunning smile spreads across her whole face.

“What’s got your attention out there?” Jamie asks, nodding his head in the direction of where the girls are. Turning my attention back toward the table, I grab one of the shots Camryn offered me earlier. As I toss it back, I motion for Lincoln to slide me the one in front of him. I need something to numb the tingling sensation creeping up my spine. Knocking back my second shot, my nerves begin to settle.

Glancing back to the dance floor, I reply. “I’ll be back.”

Two girls stop walking, and stand in front of me, yelling into each other’s ear over the music. The girl in a red dress turns to face me, running her manicured finger down the front of my black shirt. “Hi, I’m Courtney,” she purrs, leaning close to my ear.

Pushing off my stool, I stand to my feet. “I’m not interested.” I keep my eyes on the one woman I am interested in.

 “Fine, asshole,” she yells, the flirtatiousness in her voice that was there a moment ago vanishes.

Sidestepping Courtney, I head in the direction of the woman who has filled my mind for weeks. Rory’s back is toward me, so she doesn’t see my approach. She isn’t too far from where Camryn and Morgan are dancing, though. My eyes trail her body the closer I get. She pulls her hair loose, shaking her head and her long, chestnut-colored hair spills down over her neck and through the middle of her exposed shoulder blades.

Morgan sees me and smiles. She leans in, saying something to my sister, causing her to look over her shoulder.

Kush-Main by Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, and Akon filters through the speakers, the bass thumping off the walls. Different colored lights begin to flash around the room. An array of blue, red, yellow, and white lights highlight the crowd.

Pushing through the crowd, I move behind her, so close again to the woman who captured my attention a few weeks ago. The woman I can’t stop thinking about. The woman I plan to have beneath me. The woman I want to make mine. And soon.

Morgan wiggles her brows at me, and yells over the music, “What brings you out here, handsome?”

Rory moves in between her friend’s legs, so she can grind up against her. Rory can dance. Her body never misses a beat. Lifting my arm above Rory’s head, I point and mouth, “Her.”

Leaning down close to her ear, making sure my breath blows across her neck, I whisper, “You still owe me a cup of coffee.”

Rory tilts her head and looks over her shoulder, panic in her eyes. She quickly pulls away, distancing herself from me. Her eyes bounce around the club before they finally settle on me. She tucks a loose piece of hair behind her ear, giving me a weak smile and continuing to move her hips to the rhythm of the song as if nothing just happened, as if she didn’t feel the same jolt of energy pass between us that I did.

She looks up, licking those full red lips slowly, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. What I wouldn’t do to find out what those lips can do. Seeing her teeth sinking into her lower lip makes my cock grow. She’s begging to be kissed. But in this moment, I’m actually happy with the distance she placed between us because my cock is very pleased to see her.
I recognize the girl Rory was dancing with from Aces. Rory places her hands on her shoulders, pulling her close to tell her something in her ear, causing Rory to raise her brows. Her friend turns and walks over to a table near the back of the bar.

Seeing how her shirt falls deep between her breasts up close, I try not to be turned on by the way the silky blouse clings to her perky breasts, but I can’t pull my eyes away.

Leaning down, I gently move Rory’s hair away from her neck, making sure not to touch her. The slight aroma of coconut makes my mouth water. Whispering in her ear, “I called you. Even texted. And yet, you ignored me.”

Her grin tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. She stands on tippy toes so she’s next to my ear and says with a seductive voice, “I was going to call you, but I’ve been busy.”

I nod my head and repeat, “Busy, huh.” My eyebrows raise inquiringly. The contrast between her auburn hair, her fair skin, and those jade eyes, makes her breathtaking. Rory is beautiful. Her defined cheekbones, her straight nose, but those damn eyes.

This is not what I was expecting tonight when I came out. Was I hoping there was a chance I’d run into her, absolutely? Did I think I would? No way. I wasn’t expecting to run into Rory, but I’m glad I did. I let her walk away a few weeks ago, I don’t plan on making the same mistake tonight. This time, I don’t plan on letting her get away.

© Copyright 2018, Unspoken Fears by H.P. Davenport


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Paralegal by day, romance genius by night! When she's not tending to her furry children and her handsome husband, HP DAVENPORT is seamlessly carving beautiful stories from her mind in her comfy PJs in New Jersey.

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