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Release Blitz: Rocket (Hell's Handlers MC) by Lilly Atlas with an excerpt and a review

 

Rocket

Series: Hell’s Handlers MC

by Lilly Atlas

 

Release Date: May 14, 2019

 

Genre: MC Romance

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45133117-rocket

 

Cover designer: Leah Suttle www.leahsuttle.com

 

 

Blurb:

Logan “Rocket” Carrera has a history he prefers to leave buried under prickly layers of standoffish personality. He’s seen and done things that would make most people lie awake at night. A master of compartmentalization, he’s never had trouble moving on until the night he rescues the redheaded Chloe from a sadistic gang.

 

Kidnapped, beaten, and abused by criminals, Chloe has a difficult time assimilating back into the world after the most traumatic experience of her life. With each passing day, her anxiety builds until she’s forced to find an outlet. Finally, Chloe discovers her own way to make sense of the world and steal a few moments of peace. There’s just one problem: she can’t tell a soul what she’s doing. Who could ever understand the risk she’s taking?

 

Unable to stay away from the fascinating woman who’s screwing with his head just by breathing, Rocket tails Chloe as often as he can. His curiosity over her actions borders on obsession. Before long, and despite the MC president’s orders to keep his distance, Rocket succumbs to the urge to approach her.

 

Logan, the handsome man Chloe meets in a bar, gives her exactly what she needs. He’s accepting of her unusual requests in a way she hadn’t thought possible. The fantasy unravels, however, when she discovers who he really is, the outlaw biker who saw her at her very lowest moment. Will Chloe be able to accept Logan as the biker, Rocket, and allow him into her life enough to help her heal? The answer won’t matter if his violent past sucks him away before she has a chance to try.

 

 

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Excerpt:

What the hell was the infuriating woman doing?

Two months of this bullshit, and Rocket still didn’t understand what the fuck her deal was. He wasn’t a man that appreciated unanswered questions. He tended to dig and dig until he uncovered what he wanted to know. That tenacity was a part of his personality and it had served him well in the past, but sent puzzles like Chloe to obsession level.  

“What’ll it be, man?” the bartender asked. Rocket spared him a quick glance. This lounge had one man and one woman working the highly-trafficked bar. Smart business move. A broad to subtly flaunt her tits and draw in the men, and a dude with the sleeves of his collared shirt rolled high enough to show his tatted and bulging forearms for the ladies. Rocket’s friend’s ol’ lady, Toni, had described the look as badass gentleman or some shit. Guys who dressed all proper and suave, but under the pricy threads were bad to the bone. Apparently, the look worked to get women’s motors revving. At least the women he knew.

According to Toni, when Rocket dressed up—which was usually rarer than a hot pink helmet on one of his bothers, he had much of the same look. Might explain the table of women currently eye-fucking him. With no choice but to blend in with the professional crowd, he’d slipped into some slacks, a tailored shirt, and a tie.

A fucking tie. Noose, more like it.

Enter the table of late-twenties women sending him come-fuck-me vibes. Whatever. While the release would be nice, they weren’t a part of his plans for the evening.

“Jack Daniels.” He held up two fingers, and the bartender nodded before turning to the bottle-loaded shelves.

Rocket’s attention strayed back to the woman who’d set up camp in his mind almost five months ago and had yet to leave.

Chloe Lane.

Five-foot-nine-inches of sex appeal wrapped in a curve-hugging purple dress. And damn, did that woman have curves. Instead of sleeves, the dress had thick straps and a low square neckline showing off her tits in the most appealing way. Every man in the bar got an eyeful of creamy white cleavage, but not too much of it. Classy, while still being erotic as fuck. But it was the color of the dress that had half the men in the room slobbering into their martinis. The deep purple made those green cat-eyes ten times more intoxicating than the overpriced liquor.

Like some kind of witch, she cast a spell over every man within a ten-foot radius, Rocket included. When the hell had he even noticed the color of a woman’s outfit, let alone what it did to her eyes?

The fact that she was currently conversing with a man didn’t seem to matter in the least to the other dogs in the room. Nor did the fact that many of them had dates or at least hook-ups of their own. No, all over the damn lounge, eyes strayed in her direction, fixating on those small but high and perky tits. Or maybe it was the short skirt riding up a pair of toned thighs that did it for them.

The woman was fine as fuck.

And she was out of her goddamned mind.

“Here you go, man,” the bartender said as he placed Rocket’s double of Jack in front of him. “You starting a tab?”

“Nah, just the one, thanks.” He dropped a twenty on the bar top, and waved the bartender away when he lifted a brow in an unspoken, need change?

One drink was all he’d have time for, if that. Chloe wouldn’t stick around long. God knew, after practically stalking her for months, Rocket had her routine down pat. And it was a disturbing fucking ritual.

For the first three months following the assault, Chloe rarely left the house. While concerning, her self-imposed house arrest wasn’t exactly surprising considering what had been done to her. Then, one night, out of the blue, she emerged looking like sex on a stick. She drove to this very bar, had one drink, picked up a polished and manicured gentleman, and drove to a fairly nice motel. The pair had disappeared into a room, and Chloe emerged an hour later almost to the second.

And so began a habit she engaged in every Friday and Saturday night.

Every week.

For the past two months.

The bars changed, the dresses changed, but the pattern never did.

One drink.

One guy.

One room.

One hour.

And Rocket, being the stupid fuck he was, followed her every single time.

He told himself it was to protect her. To make sure Lefty never came sniffing around again. In reality, it was the unsolved mystery of what the hell she was doing that drew him in like a fish on a hook. And the boner he got pretty much any time he laid eyes on her? Yeah, that had nothing to do with his stalker act.

Any one of the men she invited to the hotel room could hurt her in ways he’d describe as unimaginable, but unfortunately Chloe didn’t have to imagine. She knew exactly what the fuck could happen to an unprotected woman.

Which made this entire thing, including Rocket, crazy.

What the hell was she doing in there?

Drugs? Crying on their shoulders? Raging?

Surely, she wasn’t fucking them? Not after what she’d been through.

Drugs seemed the most logical answer. Self-medicating to chase away the demons she hadn’t been allowed to purge through therapy. But why snag a random guy? And she always left the hotel room looking as put together as when she went in. Not a hair out of place. Not a wobble in her step. She even drove home without swerving.

Drugs were seeming less and less likely.

Most nights, Rocket lurked in the shadows to avoid being spotted, but tonight, the overcrowded bar had him sitting much closer. In fact, he was on the barstool next to her, however her attention was fully trained on the man sitting to her opposite side. The suit had come on to her before Rocket made it through the door, and she’d never so much as glanced his way. Some snooze fest in a fucking Armani suit. Actually, most of the men in the bar, including Rocket, were dressed in professional attire. The place was hands down a martini and banker bar.

As were all the establishments Chloe visited. Swanky, post nine-to-five meet-up locations Rocket wouldn’t be caught dead in, if it weren’t for his newfound obsession. A whiskey swilling, music blaring, dive bar was much more his speed. But concessions had to be made if he wanted to continue stalking Miss Chloe. He’d have stuck out like a sore thumb in jeans and a leather cut. Not that he gave a shit. Fitting in with this crowd was dead last on Rocket’s priority list, but remaining incognito was at the top. She’d never seen his face, but a Handlers’ cut carried the risk of freaking her the fuck out.

“Excuse me if I’m overstepping, but that dress makes your eyes look like two sparkling emeralds,” the bro on Chloe’s left crooned.

Rocket couldn’t keep his eyes from rolling skyward. Was that the shit women in these snazzy joints wanted to hear? Sure, the guy’s description might be dead on, but, shit, who spoke like that? In his experience, women preferred a dirty mouth working hard between their legs to a sweet one whispering in their ear. Talk was cheap, but oral? Yeah, that was the shit.

“Thank you,” Chloe responded, her soft voice stroking over Rocket’s dick.

No doubt about it, he was a sick fuck. No matter how many times he jerked off before tailing Chloe, or how many lectures he gave his damn cock, the prick wouldn’t lie limp in her presence. No, it filled to capacity just from the sight of her. Now that he was close enough to smell and hear her? He was in some serious damn discomfort.

A hard cock was probably the last thing Chloe wanted anywhere near her. A mere five months ago she’d been raped. By three vicious men. Rocket gripped the glass in his hand to a near shattering point. His hands ached to squeeze the life out of Lefty. The MC was working hard on finding him, but it’d proven more difficult than they’d anticipated.

“Do you live nearby?” the dude asked in his cultured voice. Cultured, hell, that was just a fancy word for snobby and obnoxious.

Come on, there was no way she’d choose this guy for whatever would go down in that hotel room.

“No,” she said. “Just in town for business. I head back home tomorrow morning.” Her voice dropped, taking on a husky quality that left no question as to her desire.

The woman wanted to be fucked and she wanted to be fucked now.

Didn’t. Make. Sense.

The sultry way Chloe spoke did nothing to stem the flow of blood to his cock. Through the mirror along the wall behind the bar, he had a clear view of her body language. Yep, the woman was open and ready for business, at least that’s what her heavy-eyed, pouty-lipped look portrayed. She leaned in, giving the guy an even better show of her stellar cleavage, and her crossed legs brushed against his thigh. On any other woman, this would scream do me big guy. But surely not on Chloe. He just couldn’t let himself believe it.  What the fuck was her game?

“That’s too bad,” douche bag replied. “I was hoping to take you out, show you a good time.”

Chloe tilted her head, giving the man an assessing gaze. Then, she tossed back the last of her Cosmopolitan. Shit, even the way her throat worked swallowing down the liquid, had Rocket ready to bust a nut.

“You can take me back to my room and fuck me. That’d be a good time.”

Rocket choked on his whiskey.

Guess that answered that.

No longer caring if he blew his cover, he spun and stared at the back of Chloe’s head. The man she’d propositioned had a deep tan, platinum blond hair that must have come from a bottle, and ten perfectly shaped fingernails. They probably topped off ten very soft fingers. Rocket glanced down at his own chipped nails and callused skin.

A man’s hands.

He sure as fuck could do a lot more with them than this motherfucker.

With a bug-eyed stare, the guy gaped at Chloe. He looked as shocked as Rocket felt. For the life of him, he hadn’t really thought she was fucking the men. Why would she do that? Her bruised and broken body knew firsthand the damage the wrong kind of man could inflict.

“Uh, yeah, uh, fuck yeah. We can go to your hotel room.”

Rocket almost laughed. What happened to the Casanova with the smooth lines?

“Great.” Chloe reached out and put a hand on Mr. Smooth’s chest. “One thing before we go.”

“Sure, anything.”

Yeah, Rocket just bet that guy would agree to anything. He was about to get between those very sexy thighs.

“My room, my show,” she said. Gone was the come-hither tone, replaced by an undercurrent of steel. “Before we go you need to agree to fuck my way. It’s non-negotiable. If you can do that, we’ll head out now. If not, I’ll keep looking for the man I need.”

“No, yeah, that’s good. I’m down for anything.”

“Okay then.” Chloe’s voice brightened. “Let’s go.”

Rocket’s gaze fell to that absolutely bitable ass as Chloe led him to the exit. He rolled his shoulders as he processed the new information.

Chloe was fucking the men. And she was fucking them her way. What did that mean? He turned his gaze away from her, telling himself the unease in his gut was concern for her safety, not envy of the man who was about to spend one hour between the sheets with the only woman Rocket had gotten hard for in months.

If his brothers could see him now.

They’d be in hog heaven watching him act like such a fool. Meanwhile their ol’ ladies would probably castrate him for slobbering after a traumatized woman.

Or was she traumatized? Maybe she’d moved past the assault. Maybe this was how she’d lived her life before Rocket met her. Maybe her coping skills were stellar and the trauma she’d endured was all behind her.

He rejected the idea as quick as it came. Just didn’t sit right.

As soon as they were out the door, he would follow. While he waited for them to navigate their way through the throngs of thirsty patrons, Rocket switched his phone back on. Earlier that morning, he’d received a text that had him powering down and getting his hackles up. Three words, that’s all it had taken to have him looking over his shoulder for the past that might coming back to haunt him.

I need you.

Fuck no, he wasn’t needed.

He was out. Done with his former life as a glorified mercenary and had the walking papers to prove it. Didn’t stop his old employer from seeking him out every so often. Not once had he been remotely tempted to return to that way of life. With each rejection, the requests grew a little more hostile. One of these days, his reprieve would run out and they’d send someone to bring him in. For now, he’d continue to avoid them with radio silence. Hence the turned off phone.

“Fuck,” he ground out as the screen came to life. Fifteen missed calls and twice as many texts screaming at him to check in. All from Zach, the club’s enforcer.

Some shit was going down. He’d flaked on church last week while tailing Chloe to the grocery store. Copper would roast his ass on a spit if it became a pattern. But calling in meant leaving Chloe.

Torn between loyalty to his club and the hot gut-punch he experienced knowing Chloe was minutes away from fucking some businessman, Rocket paused. What the fuck was wrong with him? It was getting harder to call the souring in his stomach anything other than jealousy.

He had to put an end to this shit. Chloe was a big girl. She, more than anyone, knew what could happen at the hands of a madman. For his own sanity, he had to step back. He couldn’t continue to watch over her so much. Not when his club needed him.

Without bothering to listen to the voicemails or read the texts, Rocket left the bar, heading straight for his bike. If he pushed it, he’d be back in Townsend and at the clubhouse in thirty minutes. The guys could catch him up in person.

With any luck, they’d finally gotten a bead on Lefty.

That thought had a sinister smile curling his lips.

Just as he was pulling out, he caught sight of Chloe turning onto the road with Mr. Smooth’s car hot on her tail.

Now that his head was screwed on straight, Rocket hit the throttle and shot off toward the clubhouse.

There were just some questions he might never get the answers to and he’d have to learn to live with that.

 

 

In the Series (Kindle Unlimited)

Zach (Hell’s Handlers MC)

Maverick (Hell’s Handlers MC)

Jigsaw (Hell’s Handlers MC)

Copper (Hell’s Handlers MC)

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Author Bio:

Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.

 

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Lilly-Atlas/e/B01JNW07TO


 

Link to my review on Iron Canuck:

 

 http://christinewoinich.booklikes.com/post/1887796/very-gritty-violent-story-with-lots-of-love-family-and-steam

 

Release Blitz: Just As I Am (Unfailing Love Book 1) by Mandi Blake

 

Just as I Am

Series: Unfailing Love Book 1

by Mandi Blake

 

Release: May 17, 2019

 

Genre: Sweet Romance

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44154158-just-as-i-am

 

 

Blurb:

Adeline Rhodes has spent years locked away in a New Orleans apartment controlled by her criminal boyfriend. After a daring escape, she realizes just how far she has grown from the things in which she once believed.


Declan King has lived a life of solitude and duty for the U.S. Army. When the deaths of his grandparents bring him home to his family farm, he is forced into contact with people who know too much about his past to simply leave him alone.


When Adeline’s past catches up to her, the two strangers find themselves thrust into a fake relationship to protect Adeline from her vengeful ex. As their chance meeting begins a journey that heals old wounds, they struggle to stay ahead of the danger and deny their growing attraction to each other.


Declan will do anything to protect her, and failure isn’t an option when Adeline’s life is on the line. 

 

 

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Author Bio:

Mandi Blake was born and raised in Alabama where she lives with her husband and daughter, but her southern heart loves to travel. Reading has been her favorite hobby for as long as she can remember, but writing is her passion. She loves a good happily ever after in her sweet Christian romance books and loves to see her characters’ relationships grow closer to God and each other.

 

 

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Steamy, easy read.

Wild - Kate  Roth

Hot, steamy quick read. This is the third in the series but my second to have read. I enjoyed this story about Lydia and Gavin, a much older man. Gavin was a lonely man brought to life by the vivacious Lydia. She had a real taste for fun living. The two were an interesting couple as the story moved quickly along. I liked the pace of the story and did not feel anything got lost.

I received a copy of this story through Enticing Journey Book Promotions, and this is my unsolicited review.

Very gritty, violent story with lots of love, family, and steam.

Rocket (Hell's Handlers MC #5) - Lilly Atlas

This story blew me away. There was a lot of violence, fear, grit, but it was balanced out with friendship, family, love, and plenty of steam. The ups and downs of Chloe's life and the protectiveness of Rocket/Logan had me shaking my head, smiling, giggling, and even crying. I have only read a couple of the stories in this series, but it felt like visiting with family and welcoming new members. Be prepared for a bumpy ride, and hopefully, I will get to the other books in this series.

I received a copy of this story through Enticing Journey Book Promotions, and this is my unsolicited review.

Gripping story, wonderful narration, kept me listening

Silent Threat (Mission Recovery) - Dana Marton
My listening experience got interrupted, and I was so frustrated. I did not want to stop listening. With danger, friends, love, and plenty of weird incidents throughout, I loved how Annie and Cole dealt with everything. Cole was a gruff sweetheart (don't let him know I said that!), very protective of Annie, and I was glad when he finally started to see how his life was going. Annie was such an open and honest woman, dealing sensibly with all the pain and disability she saw around her. Sarah Naughton did a wonderful job bringing Dana Marton's story to life.

This is my unsolicited review.
 
 

 

Cover Reveal: Asphalt Cowboy's Star by Marie Savage

 

COVER REVEAL 

Asphalt Cowboy's Star 
by Marie Savage 


Genre: Contemporary romance/steamy southern

 

Release Date: May 31, 2019

 

BLURB


The Asphalt Cowboy 
The lonesome highway never bothered Luke McIntyre before, that is, until he found the love of his life. He thought he had his future plans all mapped out, but being away from his lady, Aimee Jo, and an unexpected loss, has him not knowing which way to turn. Then his best friend makes him an offer he can’t refuse, but will it be enough to get his life back on track and marry the girl of his dreams? 


The Girl 
Aimee Jo Elliot has found her happily ever after … sort of. She is happy to be living with Luke and making a home for them to share, even though she doesn’t have the ring and the proposal she is still dreaming of. Plus, she still hasn’t forgotten about her dream of being a country music star. When an opportunity by the name of country music sensation Colt Rivers shows up at her door, will her dream of becoming a star come true? Will it be possible to have both dreams or will she have to choose between love and fame?

 

Cover Reveal: Bruised (Brody Brothers Book #3) by Stacy Gail

 

BRUISED

Series: Brody Brothers Book #3

by: Stacy Gail

 

Genre: Contemporary romance; cowboy romance (standalone)

 

Release date: May 23, 2019

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45755292-bruised

 

Miscellaneous info: Third-person. Stand-alone contemporary romance in a series of stand-alone contemporary romances. Hero is all Alpha male; heroine is strong, smart. No TSTL heroine. No love triangles, and no OM/OW issues. HEA guaranteed.

 

Blurb:

“You’re coming with me.”

When Killian Brody showed up at Dallas Faircloth’s work with news that her half-brother might die without her help, she never expected the oldest and sexiest Brody to freaking kidnap her to ensure her cooperation.

 

The scandalous affair between Dallas’s mother and Killian’s father made everything inside Dallas revolt at the Brody name. It was because of a Brody that her life had been left in ruins at the age of eight, and she’d had to rebuild all on her own. She hated the Brodys. Which was too bad, really. Killian Brody was take-charge, arrogant and so damn sexy she would have climbed him like a tree if it weren’t for that last name of his.

 

Her weak-willed mother had proven to her that the men in the Brody family were as addictive as any drug, and Dallas didn’t want to get hooked. But when Killian turns his sights on her and makes her believe she’s his greatest weakness, she has a choice—play it safe, or dive in headfirst and risk falling in love with a Brody man.

 

85,000 words

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***This standalone contemporary romance contains multiple sex scenes. Also contains an impulsive Alpha, a spicy heroine, a felonious kidnapping that may or may not count, and one teeny little spanking. No cheating, no love triangles, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed. Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people under the age of eighteen***  

 

 

In The Series:  Standalones

Branded (Brody Brothers #1)

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Braced (Brody Brothers #2)

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Author Bio:

A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail began writing stories in between events to pass the time. By the age of fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a figure skating coach who was also a published romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from steampunk to cyberpunk, contemporary to paranormal at night, both dreams have come true.

 

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Release Blitz: Forever Desired (Vampire Brides Series) by Ariel Marie with a giveaway

 

Forever Desired

Series: Vampire Brides

by Ariel Marie

 

Release Date: May 17, 2019

 

Genre: PNR

 

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44668141-forever-desired

 

 

Blurb:

He'd waited an eternity to find her.

Athena captivated her audience every night. Her husky voice, sensual moves and megawatt smile, packed the nightclub where she sang. It was her name on the lips of her audience. Everyone wanted a piece of her—even him.

One song and Sorin was enthralled by the beauty on the stage. Her voice awoke a part of him he had thought to be dead long ago. She had no idea of the power she wielded over him with one glance, one smile and one kiss.

Never one to pursue a human before, he couldn’t ignore the hunger that burned for her. Only she can satisfy him, but he will first need to protect her from the ones who want him dead.

Forever Desired is a novella featured in the Vampire Brides series. All books in the Vampire Brides series are standalone and can be read in any order.

 

 

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Giveaway: Signed copy of Forever Desired plus swag (US Only)

 

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Author Bio:

Ariel Marie is an author who loves the paranormal, action and hot steamy romance. She combines all three in each and every one of her stories. For as long as she can remember, she has loved vampires, shifters and every creature you can think of. This even rolls over into her favorite movies! She love a good action packed thriller! Throw a touch of the supernatural world in it and she’s hooked!

 

She grew up in Cleveland, Ohio where she currently resides with her husband and three beautiful children.

 

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Release Blitz: Mythic (A Silent Sons MC) by Ambere Sabo with a giveaway

 

Mythic

Series: A Silent Sons MC

by Ambere Sabo

 

Release: May 16, 2019

 

Genre: MC Romance

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44322354-mythic

 

 

Blurb:

I’ve hidden who I was from the world for so long. Never making friends. Having nothing more than flings or one-night stands. I thought it was the only way to protect myself. If no one knew the real me, who I really was, then I had nothing to worry about.

 

All of that came crashing down around me when I made saving Lilly my life’s mission. I wouldn’t let the cartel or Enterrador take another person from me.

 

I didn’t expect to fall for him.

 

He was only supposed to be a means to an end. Someone who could show Enterrador all he’d been blind to for so many years.

 

If only I would’ve known the outcome…

 

Would I have told them who I was?

 

Probably not, but I would’ve done a hell of a lot better job at guarding my heart.

 

Now I’m living on borrowed time. Can he look past everything that’s happened between us or will I die never earning his forgiveness?

 

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Cessy (A Silent Sons MC Series #1)

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Havoc (A Silent Sons MC Series #2)

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Enterrador (A Silent Sons MC Series #3)

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Ambere is a dedicated mama of three munchkins. Who currently lives in North Texas, having moved from her home state of Arizona. Ambere spends her days working in the medical field while writing in most of her spare time. She enjoys being with her family, weekend barbecues and reading whenever she can steal the time.

 

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Blog Tour: In Her Words by J.S. Ellis with a book trailer and a review

 

In Her Words

by J.S Ellis


Release: May 7, 2019


Genre: Psychological Thriller with Romantic Subplot

 

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43670467-in-her-words

 

 

 

 

Blurb:

While she seems to have it all, Sophie Knight is looking for more. When gorgeous and carefree Michael Frisk walks into her life, he offers the excitement and passion she desires.

Sophie is willing to risk everything she has. After all, she is used to concealing things from her husband—like her alcoholism, her unhappiness. But soon she has more to hide. She wakes up one morning in an alcoholic haze and finds bruises on her body, but has no recollection of what happened to her. Was she raped?

 

When unsettling notes and mysterious phone calls start, Sophie wonders whom she should turn to. Is Michael the cause of the frightening things happening in her life, or is he the answer to her problems?

 

 

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Praise for In Her Words:

Edge of your seat read!” - Amazon Review

 

In Her Words is a thriller that will capture a reader’s curiosity until the very last page.” - Crazies R Us Book Blog

 

“This was excellent. An engaging and intense read I read straight through. I held my breath a few times. Twisted and heart breaking. Fabulous debut!” - Novels and Latte Review

 

 

Book Trailer:

 

 

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Author Bio:

J.S Ellis is a thriller author. She’s currently working on an adult Dystopian series called the Chaperone. She’s also working on another thriller novel for now it’s called Opium, as it’s still a wip.

J.S always liked to scribble from a young age, but started writing by the age of sixteen. She spent  all this time, enhancing and learning about the craft. Writing is her passion books are her obsession.

She has a degree in Creative Writing, English literature, and digital marketing. She works in an

accountancy firm. She lives in Malta with her fiancé.

When she’s not writing or reading, she’s either cooking, eating cheese, and chocolate, or listening  to good music and enjoying a glass of wine or two.

 

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Excerpt -

 

I don’t understand how men think, but mostly it's with their cocks. Boys like him-at such tender age, they want to experiment, learn, and gain the experience. At their age, they focus on their pleasure rather than on their partners, they want to get on with it and move on to something else. But, for a split second, as I hurried away from him, I imagined what it would be like to lay beneath him. To have his hands on my body, that mouth on my neck and on my breasts. Teaching him what he didn’t learn in school. I shivered, what’s wrong with me? What is happening to me? What is this? I looked over my shoulder. He lingered on the pavement watching me. The drinking is bad enough, but Michael tempting me into being disloyal to my husband is monstrous. I poured myself a large glass of gin, which danced in my mouth.

 

After eleven years of marriage, I never thought about what I'll look like in the eyes of other men, especially younger men. My main concern is what I look like in the eyes of my husband. He doesn’t say much, he doesn’t have to remind me he loves me, and he’s aware of how I feel about him. I have shown my love, and I have proved it. I’ve been there for him every step of the way.

 

 

Because we’ve had a faithful marriage, I haven’t thought about what it might feel like to be kissed by someone other than my husband. To feel the pressure of another man’s mouth pressed against mine. To feel his foreign touch on my body, not until now. Things fall asleep after marriage. It’s natural that sexual alertness dies down.

 

I am grateful to be married. I don’t have to put myself out there ever again. I don’t have to sit across from someone and prove I am the right candidate. Dating is a form of a job interview for me, at least it was. That’s why I only had a string of long-term relationships. Dating just wasn’t for me. In fact, when I got married, I was relieved I didn’t have to kiss or stand naked in front of strangers ever again.

 

 

The few dates I had were friendly meetings that sometimes ended in bed. I had forgotten how it feels, and how exhilarating it can be, and yet the buzz of it all, to be a little scared. Today, with Michael, it came back in an instant, the high of it all. How could I have gone on without it all of these years? Did I sleepwalk through them?

 

 


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Cover Reveal: True Gold by Michelle Pace with an excerpt

 

True Gold

by Michelle Pace

 

Release: July 2, 2019

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30068681-true-gold

 

Cover Design: Michelle Preast

 

 

Blurb:

Growing up in True, Alaska, the only truth I knew was that Delilah Campbell was an arrogant pain in my ass. She was also my everything, and still haunts my every waking moment.

 

I don’t have a single memory that doesn’t include Lie, and I can still taste her, even though Alaska’s no longer big enough for the both of us. After our savage breakup, I fled, chasing my dream and becoming a decorated Green Beret. Ten years later, one bad jump propelled me straight from Special Forces back home, guiding rich idiots into the wilderness, where I struggle to keep them from getting themselves killed. It’s not the life I planned, but at least I’m not behind a desk somewhere.

 

Then one night, my cell rings, shattering my peaceful existence.

 

“Connor,” I’d recognize her voice anywhere, and it’s like I’m sixteen again, crazy in love and cocky as hell after finding all those gold bars everyone's been searching for since before we were even born.

 

I want to tell her to go to hell and throw my phone in the river, but it seems Delilah’s visceral grip on me is permanent.

 

“It’s mom. She’s missing. I need your help…."

 

 

Author Bio.      

Raised in small town Iowa, Michelle Pace is an international best-selling, multi-genre author. After studying theater and vocal music and directing and performing in numerous productions, Michelle went on to earn degrees in both liberal arts and nursing.

Determined to avoid shoveling snow, she relocated to the Lone Star State with her husband, author L.G. Pace III. Michelle is a mother of three, and she enjoys traveling, live music, and is an enthusiastic amateur beer connoisseur.

Still most at home while entertaining an audience, her mission is to write gripping fiction, not fairy tales.

 



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Excerpt:

As if on cue, the knee pain comes, and more scotch vanishes from my glass. I’ve just wrapped up a ten-day hunting trip with some skinny-jean-wearing assholes from Portland, who drove me to drink more than my bum knee does. I tolerated their cloying cigar smoke, not to mention their juvenile questions about how Eskimo pussy stood up against the “garden variety.” Their shoddy attempts at hunter safety were another matter, and after three days, I’d been ready to ditch them like the Donner party and let Mother Nature sort it out. Somehow, I mustered up the discipline not to smother them all in their sleep, and they left grinning behind their handlebar mustaches and already planning another trip back to the last frontier.

 

I shake my head with a soul-rattling sigh. Suppressing the urge to shoot people who were a danger to themselves and everyone around them is taxing, but better than a nine to five in some factory. I earn a hefty paycheck keeping idiots alive so they can brag to their fellow craft-beer-guzzling hipsters how they’ve “conquered” Alaska. Lucky for them, I’m compensated very, very well.

 

My phone rings, and the interruption pisses me off. I need time off like other people need sleep. I haven’t broken a barstool over anyone’s head lately and I’d kind of like to keep it that way. 
After every hunt, I religiously schedule myself seven days of blissful solitude. Just me, a fridge full of beer, and my nightly date with Pornhub. Resolute about preserving my downtime, I let the call go to voicemail.

 

My ringtone starts up again, and I roll my eyes. Glutton for punishment that I am, I look at the screen.

 

An unfamiliar area code. A number I don’t recognize.

 

An inexplicable chill runs through me, and I try to shake it off, but my gut tells me to answer, and my gut is never wrong.

 

I swipe the screen hurriedly, ready to chew someone’s ass.

 

“Who is this and how did you get this number?”

 

A pause follows, and I hear her inhale. The intake of air against her vocal cords gives her identity away, and I go numb as I realize who’s on the other end of the line.

 

“Connor?” My name from Lilah’s lips wakes my slumbering temper, along with my dormant libido. Ages have passed since I heard her smoky voice, but I’d recognize it anywhere. My heart lurches and my knuckles crack as my hand clenches into a painful fist.

 

Delilah Fucking Campbell.

 

Fucking isn’t actually her middle name, but it should be.

 

“Hello?” She sounds nervous, which is as rare as the birth of a white buffalo. Lilah’s the cockiest person I’ve ever met, and after my time in Special Ops, that’s saying something. My pulse thunders in my ears when I remember the way she strutted into every room like she owned the place. I realize I’m on my feet and pacing, and I blush. A simple greeting from her has me at the ready. Just like the old malamute resting beside my chair, I’m a well-trained dog responding obediently to her dinner bell.

 

Delilah had been my first friend. My first kiss. My first time. Vivid flashbacks of that particular night cause cracks in my icy reserve. Lilah’s the only girl I’ve ever loved, and our disastrous breakup whipped my ass ten times worse than my piece of shit father ever had.

 

I hear Lilah release a frustrated breath through the tiny speaker in my phone, and I swear I can taste her as if we’ve just kissed. My temples throb in time with my pounding heart. “Connor? Are you there?”

 

“I’m listening.” I fight to sound cool and detached. She has a lot of nerve calling me, but then she’s always had balls of steel.

 

“It’s Lilah.” Her unnecessary introduction makes me twice as furious.

 

“No shit.” I’m tempted to hang up on her then and there. So much for keeping my cool. I hear her sigh, and flashes of her inundate me. The candy she always snuck into the movies, and how it tasted on her tongue as we made out in the back row. The way the guys in school gathered to watch her stretch at cross-country practice like frat boys at a strip club. How they thought she was playing hard to get, when she was just balls to the wall, so good at the things she deemed worth doing that she didn’t get how average people could live with their mediocrity.

 

All this comes rushing back with stinging clarity. Once upon a time, Delilah was my everything. We used to be inseparable, a package deal…Lie and me against the world. I knew her better than I knew myself back then. Or at least I thought I did.

 

“I need your help.” This isn’t a request, and her audacity makes me laugh. After all the blood shed between us, she thinks she can just appear out of the blue and I’ll do her bidding. If she’s going to rip open this scab, I’m going to make it hurt.

 

“With what? That pretty boy you married needs another trophy?”

 

Score one for me.

 

I lean back in my chair and wait for her to tell me to kiss her ass.

 

The silence on the other end makes me wonder if she hung up. I pull the phone from my ear to look at the screen when she speaks again.

 

“I’m not calling to talk about Josh.”

 

“Why the fuck are you calling me?” I snarl into the phone, sitting forward so suddenly that Runt flinches in surprise.

 

“You haven’t heard…” Lilah’s desperation is palpable and it brings a smile to my lips.

 

“Spit it out, Delilah. It’s late and I have shit to do.” Her name tastes sweet and the thought makes me want to punch myself in the face.

 

“I would if you’d shut up for five seconds!” Her confrontational tone causes a familiar stirring below the belt. Ignoring my dick, I take a pull from my glass to stall as I decide on a reply.

 

She sniffles, and my stomach plummets. I’ve been so caught up in my rage that I’d missed the grief woven in her voice. She sounds shaken, un-Lilah-like. “It’s Mom. She’s…missing.”

 

I choke on the liquid I’m swallowing and cough to clear it. Lilah’s mom, LuAnn, is my godmother, though Lu doesn’t put much stock in God. She and my mom had been lifelong friends. They used to put Lilah and me in the bathtub together as babies, that’s how far back this incestuous shit of ours goes. LuAnn is a living reminder of my mom, who passed three years ago, and she’s also the only Campbell who’ll still have anything to do with me.

 

“Wait. What? What happened?” Sympathy leaks out before I can contain it. To say that I’m conflicted is putting it mildly. I don’t want to be kind to Lilah. The idea is so distasteful it makes my stomach churn. I want her to suffer, like she’s made me suffer. I want her to ache. Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I can still feel my hand around her throat.

 

Cover Reveal and Preorder: Love Will Save Your Soul (A Taking Chances Novel) by Katrina Marie with an excerpt

 

Love Will Save Your Soul

Series: A Taking Chances Novel

by Katrina Marie

 

Release: June 20, 2019

 

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

 

Cover Designed by KP Designs

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43979685-love-will-save-your-soul

 

 

Blurb:

She never saw him coming.

 

After walking away from an abusive relationship, Sophia was determined to create a new, better, life for herself. Swearing off guys seemed like an easy task, until she started working at Life in Ink…

 

Adrian is done with relationships. When his fiance left him for the “picture perfect” life, he decided then and there, he wasn’t going to give his heart to another woman. That is, until the tattoo shop he works at hires a receptionist.

 

Sophia and Adrian can’t deny the chemistry between them. But when a threat from Sophia’s past comes knocking on her door, everything begins falling apart.

 

Can two people push through their insecurities and let love save them from themselves?

 

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Katrina Marie lives in the Dallas area with her husband, two children, and fur baby. She is a lover of all things geeky and Gryffindor for life.

 

 

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Excerpt:

 

Prologue

 

Slivers of moonlight filter in through the blinds, illuminating the otherwise dark room. Dawson lies next to me, snoring softly. This is something I would have found adorable when we started dating. Now, it’s annoying that he can sleep peacefully. He should be the one wide awake, in turmoil over the words he’s thrown at me.

 

Instead, I’m the one curled up into a ball wondering how the hell I got here. It’s not how I envisioned our lives together. When we first moved in together, everything was perfect. We spent time together every night, and I knew he adored me. Now… now, I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Never knowing when something I say is going to set him off. Every day is like walking on eggshells, hoping he’ll be in a good mood.

 

If my parents knew how badly my relationship has gone downhill, they would be appalled. Dawson has never laid a hand on me, but the verbal slams pain me almost as much. A shard of glass, glinting in the corner, catches my eye. It’s a small reminder of pissing him off earlier this evening because I didn’t fold his laundry the way he likes it. The vase hitting the wall before shattering will forever be etched into my mind. I should be used to it by now, the sound of whatever he can get his hands on hitting the wall. But it’s not something I should ever have to be accustomed to.

 

Everyone has an opinion about how they would react if they found themselves in this sort of situation. They will never truly know the fear that courses through you at the thought of leaving. The lengths a person like Dawson will go through in order to keep you by their side. The I’m sorry’s, and empty promises. All of it grooming you, cultivating you to do what you’re supposed to do, and stand beside them. Even when the very sight of them makes you sick to your stomach.

 

But no more. At least, not for me. I’m done being the person he takes out his anger on. No longer willing to be the one he uses to make himself feel big. I am better than this. I deserve more than this.

 

With one last glance at Dawson’s sleeping form, I gently climb out of bed. The bags I packed hours before he got home await me in the coat closet. Most would call me a coward for taking off in the middle of the night, but it’s the only time I can ensure that I’m going to get out with my dignity intact.

 

As quietly as possible, I pull my bags out of the closet and my keys off the key hook. Opening the door, I breathe in the cold winter night. My first taste of freedom in over six months. A voice from down the hallway stops me in my tracks.

 

“Going somewhere?” Dawson asks, voice scratchy with sleep.

 

Part of me wants to turn around and put my bags up. To beg for forgiveness and hope this isn’t the time he’ll begin using his fists. But I push that reaction down, determined to take my stand and be the strong person I know is hidden deep inside me. “Yeah,” my voice comes out in a squeak. Clearing my throat, I try again. “Yes, I’m going to my parents.”

 

“No, you aren’t,” he takes a step toward me, hands curled into fists at his side.

 

The urge to retreat courses through me. Dropping my bags and running for my car would be the easiest option. But… it could also end with me stumbling over something and hurting myself in the process. If I don’t stand up for myself now, there’s no guarantee I won’t come back to him later. It’s a vicious cycle, and one that I’m sick of. Straightening my back, I broaden my shoulders. I refuse to let him intimidate me the way he has.

Refuse to let him think he can control me for one second longer. “Yes, I am,” I lift my chin higher. “I’m done, Dawson. This isn’t working for me. The yelling, throwing things at me… I deserve more than that. You aren’t the man I thought you were when we first moved in together. I won’t be your prisoner anymore.”

 

Tightening my grip on my keys in one hand, and my bag in the other, I step outside the door. This place is no longer my home. “Goodbye, Dawson.”

 

“You can’t just leave me, Sophie.” His voice is pained. “I’ll do better. Go to counseling. Anything.” The sad thing is, I’ve heard all this before. Things will be great between us for a week or two, then it’s back to the same old story.

 

“Sorry,” I close the door behind me and walk briskly to my car. Fear makes me want to look back, but I don’t. He’s not going to follow me. Not yet, anyway. I’m sure he’ll show up at my parents’ house with some sob story. But by then, it’ll be too late. They’ll know the truth of how my life has been. There’s no way Mom, or Dad, will let him come anywhere near me.


Unlocking my car door, I throw my bags into the passenger seat before sliding behind the wheel. A glance toward the apartment shows Dawson’s shadowed outline in the doorway. Without taking my eyes off the door, I start the car and put it in gear. It’s time to rebuild myself and put everything Dawson tore down back together.

 

Cover Reveal: Forever My Own (Road Warriors MC Book 1) by Raven Featherwood

 

Forever My Own

Series: Road Warriors MC Book 1 - Fox & Cat

by Raven Featherwood

 

Genre: Contemporary MC Romance

 

Release Date: June 11, 2019

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44512843-forever-my-own

 

Cover Design: Enticing Journey Designs https://www.facebook.com/EnticingJourneyDesigns/

 

 

Blurb:

FOX:

The minute I met CATRIONA I was lost. Her beauty and innocence called to me like a siren. There was a place inside of me that I didn’t know existed, a place just waiting to be filled with her light, her caring, her heart. But, with one miscommunication, one failed connection, I lost it all, hell I lost more than I even realized.

 

Until four years later when my entire world came crashing down on me, in the form of a precocious three-year-old pixie named Felicity.  I will get my family back, I will earn the trust of the only woman to ever touch my heart.

 

But, as quickly as I start to see a possible happily ever after for my little family, it is all gone, she is gone. See, I am a member of the Road Warrior’s MC and our enemies have my woman, and they are not known for their care of the fairer sex. Somehow, I must find her, then, find a way to help her, because being lost in that mess is sure to leave her broken.

 

CAT:

He was my first, my only, but he abandoned me and our child.  It has taken me years, but I am better, happy even. But now he’s returning home, and I have to find peace with him. But what about our daughter, will he man up and acknowledge his daughter?  After abandoning me in my pregnancy, I don’t know what to expect.

 

Then, as if my troubled past wasn’t filled with enough heartache, I am dragged into a war not of my making and my life will never be the same again.

 

How do you survive something like this?  Will I ever be able to see my child and Fox again?  After what I have become, not likely.

 

 

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Release Blitz: Numb by Melissa Townsend

 

Numb

by Melissa Townsend

 

Release: May 14, 2019

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45209412-numb

 

Cover Photo: Kaysie Bishop

Cover Design: Melissa Townsend and Keelie Lipscomb

Models: Bre Ledford and Dylan Warner

 

 

Blurb:

Kenzie Adamson wasn’t always this way. There was a time when she was happy—she’d smile and laugh. She once kept in touch with her friends and cared about their well-being. Hell, she once cared about her own well-being.

 

Now, Kenzie is different. She’s going through the motions every day, not caring about herself or anyone else. She’s being the only thing she can be right now—numb.

 

Sean Despain wasn’t always this way. There was a time when he was patient and well-mannered. He used to pride himself on being compassionate and sympathetic. He was the glue that held his family together.

 

Now, Sean is different. He’s short-tempered and callous. He drinks too much and spends his nights in a state of alcohol induced numbness.

 

Three years ago, their lives changed drastically.

 

Now, they’re each other’s only hope to find themselves again.

 

 

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Author Bio:

From a rural community in southern Oklahoma, Melissa Townsend is a married dental assistant with two children; and on the surface, the picture of today’s ordinary working wife and mother from Smalltown, U.S.A.

As a busy mom, she initially found her escape in reading. It is just in the past few years that she’s found her passion and enjoyment of telling her own stories. Having never travelled or experienced much beyond the realm of country-living, Melissa finds herself taking journeys through an array of genres and different writing styles. Don’t let her quiet, small town, ordinary demeanor mislead you. Sit with her for very long and you will quickly discover her wit, dry sense of humor, and unique perception of the world around her. It’s these characteristics spieled out into her stories that define her writing style and will keep you wanting more.

 

 

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Cover Reveal and Preorder: Calming the Riot (Riot MC Series) by Karen Renee

 

Calming the Riot

Series: Riot MC Series

by Karen Renee

 

Genre: MC Romance

 

Release: May 28, 2019

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44573842-calming-the-riot

 

 

Blurb:

Jim "Liar" Huntley's loyalty to the Riot MC brotherhood is unquestionable. Especially since before becoming a fully-patched member, he killed a man to protect a brother. When a favor to another brother forces him to meet Andrea Paglia, he knows she's out of his league. Making matters worse, she is off-limits because she's old friends with the President's old lady. Weeks later, Liar notices his brothers ogling Andrea at a club party, and he cannot restrain his anger.

 

Andrea falls in lust with Liar the moment he walks into her massage studio. She senses Liar restraining himself around her, but she's determined to go after the man she wants. For once, she grabs what she wants from life. Conflict arises when former co-workers implore her to lend them a hand during the holidays. Forced to tell Liar about her past, she uncovers another facet to her alpha biker.

 

Little does Andrea know, she's being used as a pawn in a larger scheme to bring down the Riot MC. Liar believes Andrea deceived him and will not be betrayed twice. The perceived deception tears Liar and Andrea apart while also forcing a rift between the Riot MC brothers.

 

Liar discovers he was wrong, and struggles between guarding his heart and asserting his love for her. Will he be able to claim her as his own?

 

 

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In the Series:

Unforeseen Riot (Riot MC #1) - Available Kindle Unlimited

Inciting a Riot (Riot MC #2)

Into the Riot (Riot MC #3)

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Author Bio:  

Karen Renee is the author of the Riot MC Series. She has wanted to be a writer from a very early age, and she’s finally bringing that dream to life. She has worked in advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a proud wife and mother, and a Jacksonville native.  When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.

 

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Release Blitz: True North (Second Chance Summer #1) by K.L. Ramsey with an invite to a release party

 

True North

Series: Second Chance Summer #1

by K.L. Ramsey

 

Release: May 14, 2019

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45722022-true-north

 

 

Blurb:

I found her.

 

She had no idea who she was, or any memory of her past. All she had was me.

 

For a year I was her everything, and she was mine. Fun-filled days, and passionate nights—we had it all.

 

Then one cruel twist of fate erased our entire year together. One second, and it was all gone.  

 

Now she no longer remembers me. My name. My voice. My touch. Nothing. But I remember. I remember everything, and I refuse to let go.

 

My gut is telling me her past has finally caught up with her. Someone is trying to take her from me, but that won’t happen.

 

I’ll do everything I can to keep her. If I have to move heaven and hell to do it, I will.

 

 

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Release Party:

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Author Bio:

  1. L. Ramsey currently resides in West Virginia (Go Mountaineers!). In her spare time, she likes to read romance novels, go to WVU football games and attend book club (aka-drink wine) with girlfriends.
  2. L. Ramsey was born and raised in Maryland where her life changed when she signed up for a creative writing class. Knowing that someday she wanted to become a writer, K.L. received her BA in English from Salisbury State University.

Somewhere in her mid-forties, K.L. decided to write her first romance novel, proving that dreams can be realized at any age.

 

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