Sunday, December 19, 2021

Cover Reveal for Harley Wylde!

I never thought I’d have to choose.

My club or the woman I’m falling for.

Cover Art by Bryan Keller

Publisher: Changeling Press, LLC
Release Date: January 21, 2022
Genres/Themes: MC Romance, Contemporary, Age Gap, New Adult, Action Adventure

Minnie -- The Reckless Kings told me it was pointless to pine after Satyr. I kept offering myself to him, hoping he’d see me as something more. I was a fool. All that man will ever see when he looks at me is a club girl. I’ll always be trash in his eyes. So when the President offers me a chance at a new life, I grab on with both hands. It might mean living with yet another club -- the Devil’s Fury -- but once I meet Doolittle, my entire world turns upside down. I’d thought myself in love with Satyr, but I was so very wrong. Doesn’t matter. Same situation, different man. I might be starting my life over, but Doolittle knows what I am, what I’ve been… and he’ll never want someone like me as his old lady.

Doolittle -- Beast asked a favor and I gladly agreed. I have no problem with a woman who wants a fresh start. Before I even met Minnie, I’d offered to let her work at my clinic. I don’t know what I expected. But the stunning woman who shows up leaves me tripping over myself. I’ve never met anyone like her before, and the instant connection between us is startling. Just one problem. Well, three. The first is Meredith. The girl won’t take no for an answer and is determined I’ll be hers. The second is that Minnie feels unworthy of being mine. I’ll just have to prove her wrong. The third I never saw coming, and it just might change everything.

WARNING: Doolittle is part of the Devil’s Fury MC romance series and contains bad language, violence, and adult situations. You’ll also find entirely too many adorable animals, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.

 


I never thought I’d have to choose.
My club or the woman I’m falling for.


Cover Art by Bryan Keller

Publisher: Changeling Press, LLC
Release Date: January 21, 2022
Genres/Themes: MC Romance, Contemporary, Age Gap, New Adult, Action Adventure

Minnie -- The Reckless Kings told me it was pointless to pine after Satyr. I kept offering myself to him, hoping he’d see me as something more. I was a fool. All that man will ever see when he looks at me is a club girl. I’ll always be trash in his eyes. So when the President offers me a chance at a new life, I grab on with both hands. It might mean living with yet another club -- the Devil’s Fury -- but once I meet Doolittle, my entire world turns upside down. I’d thought myself in love with Satyr, but I was so very wrong. Doesn’t matter. Same situation, different man. I might be starting my life over, but Doolittle knows what I am, what I’ve been… and he’ll never want someone like me as his old lady.

Doolittle -- Beast asked a favor and I gladly agreed. I have no problem with a woman who wants a fresh start. Before I even met Minnie, I’d offered to let her work at my clinic. I don’t know what I expected. But the stunning woman who shows up leaves me tripping over myself. I’ve never met anyone like her before, and the instant connection between us is startling. Just one problem. Well, three. The first is Meredith. The girl won’t take no for an answer and is determined I’ll be hers. The second is that Minnie feels unworthy of being mine. I’ll just have to prove her wrong. The third I never saw coming, and it just might change everything.

WARNING: Doolittle is part of the Devil’s Fury MC romance series and contains bad language, violence, and adult situations. You’ll also find entirely too many adorable animals, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.



Thursday, November 11, 2021

Man... I LOVE Sci-Fi...

Claimed by the Cyborgs
Grace Goodwin
(Interstellar Brides: The Colony, #9)
Publication date: November 10th 2021
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Science Fiction

Prillon warrior Thomar Arcas is the royal heir to his ancestor’s legacy of dishonor, betrayal and death. When he was captured by the Hive, some on his home world cheered. Some sighed with relief. None shed a tear.

Thomar, along with his second, Varin, break free and destroy an enemy base, barely escaping with their lives. They transport to The Colony, the last refuge for contaminated males. Upon arrival they suffer in agony, their cyborg implants fighting for control of the powerful warriors.

Defeat is not in their blood. Not in their history. Not in their souls. Unable to sever their ties to the Hive implants, and suffering unrelenting pain, the warriors are about to choose an honorable death over further disgrace; until they are matched to a human female from Earth who very much needs their broken pieces to make herself whole. A female whom they crave with an intensity that just might pull them back from the brink of death.

Danika Gray left Earth to start a new life. With every touch, every kiss, every moment in their arms she finds herself closer to the paradise she seeks. But how can she free her new mates from endless torment? Fight an enemy she cannot see?

Love and passion are her only weapons. Lust. Desire. She must surrender everything she is —give in to their insatiable hunger—in order to save them.

Even that might not be enough…

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EXCERPT:

“Do you accept my claim, mate? Do you give yourself freely, to me and my second, or do you wish to choose another primary male?”

Ummm, no? I wanted to tell this man, whoever he was, that I had no intention of accepting his claim on anything, but the body I seemed to be occupying shivered with need at the deep timbre of his voice, my—her—core throbbed, wet with welcome.

“Yes. Yes, I accept your claim, warriors.” The voice wasn’t mine, but I felt what she was feeling. Achy. Empty, Desperate.

Loved. Adored.

Safe.

That was not me. I had felt nothing similar in more years than I cared to count.

“Hurry,” I—she whispered.

From behind me, a second male voice murmured into my ear. “So greedy, little mate.”

I had no idea what was happening, but I knew the sound of promise in the male’s voice. So did this body. A soft moan escaped from my-her throat as his hands moved from my hips to cup my breasts.

I sat on his lap. Content to be there.

Was that another man behind me?

Oh, god. Yes. It was.

I should have been shocked. Instead, raw lust flooded me and I somehow knew there were two lovers. Two males. Both mine.

“Close your eyes. Lift your arms above your head. Lean back. Wrap them around me and don’t let go.” That voice whispered in my ear again, the command one I was eager to follow.

I did as instructed, my chest thrust forward, my back arched.

“Do not move without permission, mate.”

I tried to open my eyes, but the thought carried no weight as my body was not obeying my commands, but hers. Whoever she was. She kept her eyes closed and I knew it was because her second—whatever that meant—had ordered her not to open them and she wanted to please him. Wanted the pleasure she knew cooperation would award her.

Desperately.


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Grace Goodwin is a USA Today and international bestselling author of Sci-Fi and Paranormal romance with nearly one million books sold. Grace's titles are available worldwide in multiple languages in ebook, print and audio formats. Two best friends, one left-brained, the other right-brained, make up the award-winning writing duo that is Grace Goodwin. They are both mothers, escape room enthusiasts, avid readers and intrepid defenders of their preferred beverages. (There may or may not be an ongoing tea vs. coffee war occurring during their daily communications.) Grace loves to hear from readers.

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Wednesday, November 3, 2021

OH MY! Definitely going in my TBR pile!

Finding His Redemption: An Enemies to Lovers Rock Star Romance
Melanie A. Smith
Publication date: November 2nd 2021
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

From award-winning and international best-selling author Melanie A. Smith comes a standalone steamy contemporary romance about a rock star, a former fan, and the real meaning of redemption.

Kristoffer “West” Westberg is just out of rehab and ready to reclaim his rock-god status. But when his return to fame is threatened by a former fan turned rock magazine writer — and huge critic of him and his band — West is forced to reckon with the reality that he’ll need to prove himself before earning his redemption.

Max Marshall is feisty, a little too honest for her own good, and so not here to babysit a fallen rock star. And nobody has fallen farther in her mind that Kristoffer Westberg. So when she’s forced to catalog his so-called “apology tour,” she has little hope that it’ll be anything but a headache dealing with the entitled, washed-up rock star she used to worship before she knew better.

If West hopes to have a snowball’s chance in hell of changing Max’s — and his fans’ — minds, he’s got some serious groveling to do. Will he manage to fake it till he makes it, or will he be exposed as the lost cause everyone is convinced he is? And will he learn the real meaning of redemption in time to win Max’s trust and her heart.

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“Come on,” he pleads winningly. “I’m all better now. Don’t you want to jump back on the West train?”

I pull a face. “Don’t you mean the Violent Mood Swings train?” And then I think silently to myself, You know, your band, you self-centered ass hat?

“Sure, yeah, that too,” he agrees dismissively.

I sigh heavily. “Not for all the guitar picks in a Dunlop factory.”

“Ouch, Maxi. Ouch.”

I frown. “It’s Max.”

West grins. “Okay, Maxi. Whatever you say.”

“You know, annoying the shit out of me isn’t going to make me tell you,” I snap at him. Even though I’m more mad that I actually find his bullshit kind of cute. His mischievous grin shows that dimple in his right cheek, and his behavior is a heady combination of endearing and playful. Dear god, help me. I take a step back, needing to distance myself in every way possible.

“Then forget why. I’m all better now. Don’t you want to give me another chance?” he cajoles, leaning back against the wall and looking like a butt-hurt little kid.

“Yes, well, that’s great, but just because you’re magically all better doesn’t change the way I feel. But really, good luck with the album and tour and stuff.”

“Who said anything about a tour?” he asks slyly.

I narrow my eyes at him. “You guys aren’t going to tour?”

“Yeah, of course we’re going to tour. But nobody’s said anything about one yet.”

I throw my hands up. “Do you ever take anything seriously?”

“Absolutely. Music. Rosie. And why you’re so mad at me.”


Author Bio:

Melanie A. Smith is an award-winning and international best-selling author of steamy contemporary romance fiction. A voracious reader and lifelong writer, Melanie's writing began at a young age with short stories and poetry. After college and a career as an aircraft engineer, she shifted to domestic engineering and property management and eventually found a balance where she was able to return to writing fiction. Melanie is also a Mensan and enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, and driving with the windows down and the stereo cranked up loud.

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Sunday, October 31, 2021

Black Reign is coming along... check out this Sneaky Peek of Fury

 



“Wow,” she said. I got the feeling that, had she not been so exhausted both mentally and physically, she’d be more impressed with her surroundings. “This place is amazing.”

I shrugged. “It’s home.” She nodded then stood there, fidgeting. “You need help?”

She glanced up at me. “No. I’m good.”

“OK. I’ll leave it to you then. Do not lock that door. If you need help, I’d like to be able to get to you without breaking down my door.”

I didn’t move. She glanced up at me, then turned her back and stripped off her T-shirt before tugging at the pins holding her hair up in those impossibly tight braids. I sighed, knowing it was a horrible idea, but also knowing I was doing it anyway.

“Here,” I said. “I’ll help. Just… stand there.”

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her shoulders slumping and hunching in on herself. “I can do it myself.”

“Yeah. But it hurts you.”

“Lots of things hurt,” she said absently. Her body shivered, but it wasn’t from the cold. She was barely holding herself together.

I pulled the pins gently from her hair, and the ties at the end. Then picked out the braids with my fingers. Once I was done, I let my hands fall to her hips. She didn’t move away. Instead, she leaned back against me slightly. For some reason, my stupid hands slid around her waist to cross under her breasts, and I rested my chin on her head.

“You OK?”

She shrugged, but nodded. Taking another deep breath, she turned in my arms. “Will you help me with my sports bra? I’m not sure I can do it with my ribs this sore.”

I swallowed, looking down at her. Those impossibly blue eyes looked up at me with such a combination of hunger, need, and pleading, I didn’t know what to do. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

“Please, Fury,” she said, one tear sliding down her cheek. “Just this once. I’ll never ask you for anything again.”

“You’re not in the right state of mind, Noelle. I’m not taking advantage of you. Let’s just get you a hot shower and to bed. If this is still what you want, we can talk about it in the morning.”

She turned around, nodding forlornly. God, she was breaking my heart. Gingerly, she tried to pull her bra over her head. Her side was red and turning purple where the bruise was. I knew it had to hurt. With a sigh, I helped her get it the rest of the way off. When she went to drop her shorts, I stayed her hands.

“Leave them,” I said gruffly and gently urged her into the shower. When she would have turned, I stepped in behind her and grabbed her shoulders. Last thing I needed was to see her tits. Not now. Hell, not at all! I’d tried my best over the past year to not view her as a desirable woman and only see the fighter. But I’d had my fantasies. Noelle was at least fifteen years my junior, but she called to me in ways I didn’t want to think about. Cause I could easily imagine having the nastiest, raunchiest sex I’d ever had with anyone with Noelle. She was strong, her body honed in battle. Just like mine. Noelle was a woman who could take anything I needed to give her and come back for more.

In the shower, she just stood there, the water cascading over us in a gentle fall. My boxer briefs were soaked and did nothing to hide my raging hard on. Noelle didn’t say anything. I just stood there with my hands on her shoulders.

“Come one, Brawler. Wash yourself. I’m here in case you get dizzy. Don’t want you to fall.”

Finally, she reached for the shower gel, then squirted a generous amount on her hand. Slowly, she washed herself, being careful when she touched a particularly sore spot. She leaned her head forward and let the thick fall of water wet her hair before she brushed it back with her arm and reached for the shampoo. She lathered then conditioned it before giving her hair a final rinse. Just the simple act of taking a shower had her whimpering when she used a bruised muscle. I wanted to help her, but knew if I had to touch her that much, I’d not stop there. Not with us like this.

I reached around her and turned off the water, snagging a towel I’d hung over the glass enclosure so it was within easy reach. Wrapping it around her body, I guided her out of the shower and snagged another towel.

“Wrap your hair up, and I’ll brush it out and dry it for you.”

She looked up at me. “Do you even know how to do that?”

“It’s a fuckin’ brush. How fuckin’ hard could it be?” I was being mean, I knew. Noelle didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she smiled.

“I like the grouchy side of you better.” Then a tear tracked down one cheek before she dashed it away. “Not sure I can take much more of the kind and caring side.”

“I can be nice.”

“Yeah. But it’s not your default setting.” She ducked her head. “Not something I’ve seen a lot of.”

She was right, I knew. And it had been on purpose. I didn’t want to get to know her. Didn’t want her to get to know me. I would have pawned her off on someone else if she hadn’t had all the talent she did. But she was just too good for me to pass up. Noelle had a real shot at making it to the big fights. If word got out about this fight, I doubted any manager in the big leagues would touch her.

“You never needed it before,” I admitted.

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Monday, October 11, 2021

What better way to start the holidays!

 

A Christmas at Gingerbread Falls
Katie Mettner
Publication date: October 12th 2021
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Holiday, Romance

Actress Carrie Murray’s films are a Christmas lover’s delight. Filled with twinkling lights, festive carols, and happy endings, they’re the perfect escape from reality—for her and the audience. Then Tinseltown calls.

Braxton Timothy is Hollywood’s biggest action star. Handsome and talented but decidedly on the naughty list, no one can fathom his sudden desire to produce a feel-good Christmas movie—least of all, his no-name co-star.

Alternating between scenes reminiscent of everyone’s favorite made-for-TV movies and unexpected, off-screen chemistry, Gingerbread Falls has surprises in store this holiday season. The question is, will there be enough Christmas magic to convince two imperfect people that they’re perfect for each other?

This “sweet as a Christmas cookie” romance (bestselling author Heidi Swain) includes an original recipe for Maple Glazed Gingerbread Scones.

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Katie Mettner writes small-town romantic tales filled with epic love stories and happily-ever-afters. She proudly wears the title of, ‘the only person to lose her leg after falling down the bunny hill,’ and loves decorating her prosthetic with the latest fashion trends. She lives in Northern Wisconsin with her own happily-ever-after and three mini-mes. Katie has a massive addiction to coffee and Twitter, and a lessening aversion to Pinterest — now that she’s quit trying to make the things she pins.

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