Today we are thrilled to be on tour with book one of USA Today bestselling author Nana Malone’s all-new London Royal Duet,




Possessive pain in my ass.

I know exactly what I don’t want.

I escaped to London under the cover of night, never thinking I’d run smack into a man who would turn me inside out.

I had a plan. Simple, really.

Step one: Follow my dream, away from from the demons of my past.

Step two: Land on my own two feet, preferably far, far, away from the man who hurt me and broke my heart.

Step three: Live a little and avoid all men with dark secrets.

So far, I’m not doing so hot.

He’s a royal amongst peasants, and the last kind of trouble I need–a filthy rich alpha who can see straight into my soul. Our secrets hold us both captive.

Something tells me I’ll be powerless to stop his magnetic pull, especially when he tells me I’m going to be his, damn the consequences.

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© 2019 Nina Malone
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Abbie…”I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.”

I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled.

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?”

Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.”

“How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?”

A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…”

“Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.” He outstretched his hand and waited for me to take it. He didn’t press or push, just stood there… waiting.

Jasper didn’t help me when he switched the track to a dancehall reggae song with a grooving beat.

Butterflies fluttered low in my belly. When was the last time I’d had butterflies? Unfortunately, with those butterflies also came fear. The fact was I didn’t know this guy. But, if he’d wanted to hurt you, he could have already. It’s just a dance.

I glanced down at his hand and placed my palm in his. Determined not to be nervous, I smiled up at him. “Hardly seems fair. You saved my life, and all you get is this dance.”

He drew me close, but not too close, keeping his hands at my waist. He waited patiently until I looped my arms around his neck. “It’s well worth it to me.” The low rumble in his chest as he spoke sent shivers coursing through my body.

As it turned out, he didn’t need any help dancing. He moved us easily in time to the seductive beat. I didn’t dare look around because I knew what I’d find—couples pressed so close that we might as well be naked and in bed. Dirty dancing was a requisite of dancehall music, but my partner kept a marginally safe distance between us, figuratively if not literally, because with every down swing of the base, our hips rocked into each other.

I swallowed hard, but then forced my gaze up to meet his. As soon as our eyes met, my heart rate kicked. His slate gray eyes, framed by dark lashes, stayed on mine. Nervously, I licked my lips. He stilled for just a second, causing me to lose my footing and bringing me flush against his body.

I froze, muscles tight. Touching wasn’t something I was used to or allowed easily. But with him, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. He smelled of mint and something crisp and woodsy, like he’d spent the afternoon outside on the water. I released my strangled breath and let my body relax into his. I felt, rather than heard, the low rumble in his throat as his chest vibrated against mine. His warmth enveloped me, and I could tune out everything but him. As if it were only the two of us on the edge of the dance floor.

There, in the dark, in the arms of a relative stranger, I felt safe.

His hands shifted on my waist as his thumbs traced my hip bones, and I forgot to breathe. Wobbly knees forced me to tighten my hold on him. As if responding to my body’s automatic softening, my eyes dipped to his lips.
What the hell am I doing? My brain tried desperately to take control of the situation, but I didn’t feel like listening. For the first time in longer than I cared to think about, I liked having someone’s hands on me. I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I craved it, that connection. My body hummed with vibrant sexual energy. An energy I hadn’t felt in six long years. There were nerves, but not from fear or trepidation. It felt good. Better than good. It made me remember how much I needed to be touched. Or rather touched by someone who could make me feel safe.

But just as the last of the tension ebbed out of my body, his thumbs pressed gently against my hip bones, moving me back several inches. He raised his head, and we stood like that for several seconds before I realized Jasper had switched the music. Oh, God. I’d been standing there with a total stranger, practically melting into him.

Heat rushed to my face. “I—”

He smiled, and I was too blinded to finish. Gently, his thumbs traced across my hip bones once more, and he let me go. “Thank you for the dance.” Then he turned around and walked away.

I spent several seconds staring after him. What the hell had just happened?

“Hey, there you are.” Faith’s voice broke me out of the fog. “Who was that you were dancing with?”

I stared into the crowd feeling empty. “I have no idea.”


Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Times are changing. Nomea cracks in two. How can the Chase brothers react to something that was never supposed to happen?

Lex was once a man with many skeletons. A man who had more secrets than Google or Microsoft. Hiding behind sleight of hand…well, that is until Abby falls into his arms, literally.

Having spent more years than she can fathom living her life for everyone else, Abby takes a drastic turn and heads off-script. Seeing as the script wasn’t created by her, altering her path was the best thing she could ever do.

Upon meeting Lex and Abby have chemistry. Chemistry that neither one of them knows what to do with. Blood is not always what keeps you safe. Blood doesn’t always look out for your best interest. Sometimes it’s those we choose that have our best interests at heart.

Once again, this wickedly awesome author does what I love to hate…leaving me on tenterhooks for the second instalment. Well blooming done Ms. Malone. You’re as crazy as you are brilliant.

Meet Nana

USA Today Bestselling Author, NANA MALONE’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since.

With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters. Waiting for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana, meantime works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.

The books in her series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble bestseller lists as well as the iTunes Breakout Books list and most notably the USA Today Bestseller list.

Until that ninja job comes through, you’ll find Nana working hard on additional books for her series as well as other fun, sassy romances for characters that won’t leave her alone. And if she’s not working or hiding in the closet reading, she’s acting out scenes for her husband, daughter and puppy in sunny San Diego.

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EXCERPT REVEAL ~ RUIN (Slay Quartet #2) by Laurelin Paige

RUIN (Slay Quartet Book 2) by Laurelin Paige is coming 29th October and today we have an excerpt for you!

With her heart literally in his hands, Celia will have to try and bargain with a devil.

Edward Fasbender is my captor.

Trapped on this island he owns everything on–including, it seems, me.

He told me he would break me, but I thought he meant in the bedroom. It turns out Edward is playing a completely different game.

And he won’t stop until he’s ruined me.

Slay Two: Ruin is the second book in the Slay Quartet. Slay One: Rivalry should be read first.

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“I don’t know if this is going to work if it’s only about me. I need to feel like you want this too.” My heart tripped in my chest. Of all the vulnerable moments he’d pulled from me, that confession was one of the most raw.

Instead of answering with words, he bent his head down and kissed me. It was slow, at first, his lips moving, not with caution, but with self-control. I sighed into it, opening my mouth for him, and his tongue slipped in, probing tenderly at first then more aggressively. His hand cupped my jaw, angling my face the way he wanted it while his other arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me flush against him where I was met with a very thick, very hard bulge.

“Does it feel like I don’t want this?” he asked, pulling back just far enough to speak.

“No. I can’t say that it does.” I wanted to say more, something that would make me feel less unguarded, something that would help me gain my footing.

But he was kissing me again, more eagerly than before, and the thoughts and doubts disappeared from my mind replaced by the captivating sensations of his teeth and tongue, nipping and licking along my lips, along my jaw, down my décolletage.

I was dizzy and disoriented when he finally pulled away so he could tug me toward the bedroom. After pushing the door open, he stepped aside for me to pass ahead of him. I walked in and gasped.



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With millions of books sold worldwide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however.

When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or Letterkenny, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She’s also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn’t do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

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Today we are delighted to be on tour with USA Today bestselling author Marni Mann’s all-new contemporary romance stand-alone, BEFORE YOU,
a novel which took our breath away!

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It was supposed to be a typical work trip. New York to San Francisco, window seat, exit row. Maybe a mimosa.

Then, seat 14B sat down. When our eyes met, the flight became anything but routine.

I could pinpoint the moments in my life where everything changed forever.

Meeting Jared on that flight was first.

Falling in love with him was second.

Discovering the secrets he kept was third.

Putting my broken self back together and forgetting what I learned would be difficult. Forgiving Jared would be impossible.

He said, before me, nothing mattered. But after him, nothing would ever be the same.

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Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse at KFF

Goodness me, what a gripping story. This is the first novel I’ve read by Mann and I have to say that the originality of the plot is nothing less than impressive. The writing technique is an interesting one and extremely well done. Even though Before You is narrated from a dual perspective in first-person, the third-person point of view in chapter breaks never confused me. It actually felt like I was reading a book inside a book, one flowing before the other which simply added to the angst. Why then did the author choose this style? I think by doing this, her modus operandi was to keep her readers guessing. If this was the case, its effectiveness worked to a tee. So, when both met in the middle and oh boy, the wait was excruciating, the outcome literally knocked me for six. I can honestly say I had no idea what was around the corner and that for me deserves praise. The cover and title couldn’t have been more fitting either…and you’ll see why. A book buddy of mine who’s a diehard fan of this author asked me what I thought of the story and as I didn’t want to let on, all I said was the cover holds the key.

“Where did you come from, Jared ?”

The curveball thrown into the story would cause a domino effect, reaching its climax at the very end! But before getting there, the reader is taken on a poignant journey overflowing with every imaginable emotion. A vivid description of what takes place isn’t for the faint-hearted. And it was of no surprise to me that it took Billie so long to get over. But through all the post-shock and trauma she has to bear, the mysterious Jared is there for her. The big question is why he singled her out when other people had been affected. Billie has a sweet soul. In her mid-20s, her vlogger business is booming, her love for cooking is shared with the world and demand for her opinion of the best chef’s delicacies keeps her busy. But things change and all Jared wants is for her to get back on her feet. But is this the only reason for his interest in her? You will see!

“Remember, Billie … go back to your life. I promise, it’ll help.”

I’m a glutton for the age-gap romance subgenre and Jared was everything I’d hoped for and more. Debonaire, considerate and gorgeous, him holding back on Billie I found perplexing in the sense that he wanted Billie more than any another woman he’d set eyes on, but couldn’t have her. Or could he? I never thought he was deceitful, it was just a matter of him just trying to do the right thing which seemed impossible. He’d been hurting for too long and knew that when the bomb eventually dropped, the woman he wasn’t supposed to fall in love with would be devastated. Gosh, when it all came out, I was crushed! It’s all tied up in the title; however, you’ve got to work out whose life it was before. His, hers or both.

‘Billie Paige was exactly what I wanted in a woman—intelligent, independent, and gorgeous. She just wasn’t a woman I could be with.’

Now for the other story! Andrew and Honey are the perfect couple who’d had their ups and downs but always looked for a solution together. Their love was so profound, their life so beautiful, it felt as if they were sharing their most personal thoughts with me. That being said, a happening made me incredibly sad. Yeah, it’s not a bad idea to have a stash of tissues nearby ‘cause if you’re like me and love a good cry, you’ll need them.

“You never have to worry. That’s why I’m here.”

Seeing as I love being in the kitchen, the food references were a welcome reprieve, easing the feeling of hopelessness that I had most of the time. And of course, Billie and Jared’s chemistry was also a pleasant distraction.

“You were looking at me like you were about to devour me … the same way you’re staring at me right now.”

Overcoming grief, learning how to forgive and faith in love are the ingredients Mann has used to make Before You such a magnificent read. Her fluid writing is phenomenal, her characters beyond exquisite and the dialogue is perfectly realistic. This is one story I will never forget. Bravo!

© 2019 Marni Mann
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“Are you willing and able to help in the event of an emergency situation?” the flight attendant asked as she stood beside our row. She had appeared directly after the announcement that informed us that all of the passengers were now on board the plane to San Francisco and the pilots were doing their final preparations before Flight 88 pulled away from the gate.
“Yes,” I answered, and I should have gone back to the article on the housing market in lower Manhattan that I’d started when I was waiting to board. Instead, my eyes were on her.
The girl in seat 14A.
She had dark hair that went well past her shoulders, a patch of freckles under each of her eyes, and lips that were pouty and full. She wasn’t beautiful. She was exquisite.
And she had no idea at all.
In the forty-seven years I’d been alive, I’d learned something about women. There were those you couldn’t help but look at and those you just shouldn’t look at.
She was both.
That was rare.
“Yes,” she replied to the flight attendant, and then she looked at me.
Before all of the interruptions, she had asked why I was going to California. I finally answered, “Some work, some pleasure. And yourself?”
“Same.” Her eyelids narrowed. “Are you from Manhattan? I don’t detect an accent.”
I felt the paper in my hands and knew there was no way I could go back to it. Not yet at least, not with her fiery green gaze on me.
“When you’ve lived in New York for as long as I have, you tell people you’re from there. It’s easier.”
She laughed, and it caused me to keep staring at her. “I’ve been here a while, too, and I agree. Once New York becomes home, you seem to forget everywhere else you’ve lived.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “Why is that?”
When I’d asked my assistant to book this flight, I hadn’t considered flying commercial would put me in a position for conversation, like the one she’d just started. I hadn’t thought much about the actual flight at all besides knowing I had to be on it.
But now that I was here, I had no idea what the fuck I was thinking.
I really shouldn’t be going to San Francisco at all.
I looked away from her to glance up ahead. The main door was closed, telling me it was too late to get off the plane. The only thing I could do at this point was get some air.
I excused myself, halfway to my feet, knowing we were minutes from leaving the gate and supposed to be in our seats, and I went down the aisle. “I’ll be quick,” I said to one of the flight attendants as she approached me, and I continued to the lavatory.
When I got inside, I locked the door behind me, guessing I had about thirty seconds before I heard a knock.
If I were in any other restroom, I would have washed my face, but I wasn’t going to do that with the water from a plane. What I needed from this tight, crammed space was to catch my breath.
Because all of it had been sucked out of me, and there wasn’t any air to be found in row fourteen.


Meet Marni

Best-selling Author Marni Mann knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Mann was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love of darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotion. A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida with her husband and their two dogs who subsequently have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling to new locations, and devouring fabulous books.

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WICKED: A Rockstar Romance Series by Piper Lawson is LIVE!

Today we’re bringing you WICKED, Piper Lawson’s emotional rockstar romance trilogy in one place for the very first time!

I wanted to fall for a man. Instead, I fell for a legend…

Jax and Haley’s addictive, emotional rockstar romance trilogy is in ONE PLACE for the first time! Books 1 and 2 contain cliffhangers that build to book 3’s explosive, unmissable HEA. Immerse yourself in more than 500 pages of smoldering tension and enthralling romance that promise to leave you “dazed and a little crazed.”

GOOD GIRL (Wicked #1): 

I wanted to fall for a man. Instead, I fell for a legend…

The month I wrote my first piece of code, Jax Jamieson launched his third platinum album.

The week I drank my first beer, he spent in jail.

The day I got under his skin, I wound up on his tour.

And the night he gave me his hoodie… I fell in love forever.

BAD GIRL (Wicked #2): 

Rockstars don’t chase college students.

But Jax Jamieson’s never followed the rules.

I thought I knew Jax’s secrets. I was wrong.

When the fans go home and the lights fade to black, it’s just me and him and the people we left behind.

I want to escape, until I realize…

We can do a lot in the dark.

WICKED GIRL (Wicked #3):

He was a legend, until he walked away.

I was nobody, until I was dragged into the light.

I was never supposed to be part of Wicked, but it was always part of me.

Now it’s my turn to do something that matters.

Even if the man I love hates me for it.

Jax and Haley’s all-consuming, smoldering, emotional, slow burn love story has sold more than 100,000 copies and “takes rock star romance to a whole new level.” Binge read the complete WICKED trilogy now! 

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Piper Lawson is a USA Today bestselling author of smart, steamy romance! She writes about women who follow their dreams (even the scary ones), best friends who know your dirty secrets (and love you anyway), and complex heroes you’ll fall hard for (especially after talking with them). Brains or brawn? She’ll never make you choose. Piper lives in Canada with her tall, dark and brilliant husband. She believes peanut butter is a protein, rose gold is a neutral, and love is ALWAYS the answer.

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