WICKED HEART by Leisa Rayven is live!


Title: Wicked Heart

Series: Starcrossed #3

Author: Leisa Rayven

Release Date: 17th May, 2016

Genre: New Adult

Published by St. Martin’s Press


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Wicked Heart by Leisa Rayven is live on all platforms!
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Liam Quinn is talented, gorgeous, and one of the biggest movie stars in the world.

He’s also the only man Elissa Holt has ever truly loved.

After being out of her life for six years, he and his gorgeous fiancé are set to star in the new Broadway show Elissa is stage managing. The only trouble is, when late night rehearsals bring Elissa and Liam together, the line between what is and what could have been gets blurred, and one moment of weakness will lead to a scandal that echoes around the world.

Elissa knows that falling for Liam again would be a tragedy in the making, but as any good romantic will tell you, love doesn’t always follow the script.


Kindle Friends Forever Review by Rachel & Sharon Thérèse

Five Wickedly Heartfelt Stars 


“This is the type of kiss I never knew existed. It’s like falling and flying, all in the same moment.”

It’s no secret that we are huge fans of this series. We reviewed Bad Romeo and Broken Juliet and to say we adored these two books would be nothing less than an understatement. So when we heard that Elissa Holt and Liam Quinn were going to have their own one, it was music to our ears. However, we had a small problem with the rating of Wicked Heart as it warranted many more stars than we could possibly give it. Grabbing our attention from the minute we picked it up to the very last word read, Ms Rayven’s writing inspired our private messages. Not only were they exchanged with gusto and at an incredible pace, but also the mainspring for sharing giggles. More than one agonising moment had us speed reading since one of the characters was to say the least, the reason for triggering our frustration.

“You’ve overtaken me. I’ll try and catch you up”
“69%. I’m stopping until I you catch up with me.”
“5% to go and I’m with you. Bloody interruptions and I’ve got things to do but this is just getting the better of me… have to carry on. Something’s going to happen!”
“This isn’t going to be good. Shit has hit the fan at 73%.”
“Ooh no! Now the bloody phone.”
“Tell ‘em to sod off!”

This was what was to be throughout this read. We simply couldn’t help ourselves!

“Liam, I swear on the life of my hamster not to use you as a sexual plaything.”
“Not even if I beg?
“Not even then.”
“If you ever beg to be my sexual plaything, I’ll make it happen in record time. More than once, if necessary.”

Having had a hot intense affair pulled from under her feet, Elissa blames her heart on what she thought was fate. Curvaceous, luscious and so unpretentious, she has no option but to learn to live in the present, get on with life and do what she does well as a stage manager on Broadway. Her attitude wasn’t at all surprising to us, either. It wasn’t as if her heart hadn’t been warned. The ‘one’ got away. No other man would ever be able to live up to her expectations. Her internal struggles made our hearts go out to this gracious young woman whose stubbornness seemed to get the better of her. Disillusioned and wary with men in general doesn’t make it easy for her bestie.

Gorgeously drop-dead handsome and happy go lucky love ‘em and leave ‘em, Joshua Kane is highly protective of her and thinks differently. Laugh out loud; his matchmaking skills weren’t exactly what we had in mind for such a sassy lass. Josh is another story all together and we soon sussed out this guy with a sense of humour second to none.

“You gave him a boner, didn’t you?”
“Good night, Joshua.”
“Okay fine. My ‘told you so’ can wait until morning. Oops. Look at that. Seems it can’t.”

Fate. Whether cannily manipulated or not, discovering how the storyline would develop regarding this cruel blow, kept us on our toes. Literally anything was possible and we found this factor an important one and exhilarating. When Liam walks into the scenario, he has the shock of his life. In the limelight, successful and actually a real softy, he regrets how he’s handled the past that just happens to be staring him in the face. Albeit his indecisiveness driving us up the wall, connecting to this adorably scrumptious actor was a piece of cake. The protagonists’ ginormous communication problems brought out many conflicting feelings to the point that we were ticking the two of them off. But then again, this is the backbone of their story.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you from the moment I saw you.”
“You don’t even know how beautiful you are.”

Now if there’s one outstandingly refreshing character the must be mentioned, it has to be Angel. We never expected her to have such a fabulous personality. She gave us a great balance of wit, empathy and sarcasm which just made us love her more! Without giving away what part she played in this well-developed story, we have to say how refreshing her role was. It would’ve be very easy for Ms Rayven to go down the typical if we dare say, traditional route for Angel. Her performance was above par excellent in Elissa and Liam’s story. All we can say is that it was well played! (Pun not intended). You brought to life this loveable dramatis persona who we should’ve hated but because of your unique creativity, made us connect to her strongly.

“Shoe size?”
“Uh … are you offering, or –“

Wow! If there’s ever a read that hooks you lock, line and sinker, this is it. Both of us agreed that it would make a blockbuster of a film as the plot is well mapped out, so very visual, full of surprises and has a good dose of heartrending scenes. Even though it can easily be read as a standalone, we highly recommend reading Bad Romeo and Broken Juliet as some of the secondary characters’ shenanigans from these two books are highlighted. Ms Rayven, your books are a delight to read! We are both avid readers and your books will always stand out amongst our all-time favourite reads. Hmm… would it be asking too much for a spin off for you know who? We’d love to hear more about them. Last word to sum up has to merely be ‘Bravisimo!’

“As long as I have you, I’ll be the richest man on earth.”


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Meet the Author



Writing has always been a passion for Leisa, and even though she originally intended to be an actress, it wasn’t long into her time at drama school that she began writing plays.

Those plays were bad. Very bad. Well, her friends thought they were good, but that’s because they were always cast in them and any opportunity to be on stage was met with an obnoxious amount of enthusiasm.

Since then, she’s honed her craft, and several of her plays have been produced and toured throughout Australia.

These days, playwriting has given way to fiction writing, and Leisa’s debut novel, BAD ROMEO, is available in a worldwide release through Macmillan Publishing in December 2014.

Leisa lives in Australia with her husband, two little boys, three cats, and a kangaroo named Howard.

(Howard may or may not be her imaginary marsupial friend. Everyone should have one.)

Why not say hi to Leisa! She’d love to hear from you.

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                                    NEW RELEASE                           THE BIRD AND THE SWORD by Amy Harmon

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Title: The Bird and The Sword

Author: Amy Harmon

Genre: Fantasy, Romance

Release Date: May 11, 2016

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About The Bird and The Sword

Swallow, daughter, pull them in, those words that sit upon your lips. Lock them deep inside your soul, hide them ‘til they’ve time to grow. Close your mouth upon the power, curse not, cure not, ‘til the hour. You won’t speak and you won’t tell, you won’t call on heaven or hell. You will learn and you will thrive. Silence, daughter. Stay alive.

The day my mother was killed, she told my father I wouldn’t speak again, and she told him if I died, he would die too. Then she predicted the king would sell his soul and lose his son to the sky.

My father has a claim to the throne, and he is waiting in the shadows for all of my mother’s words to come to pass. He wants desperately to be king, and I just want to be free.

But freedom will require escape, and I’m a prisoner of my mother’s curse and my father’s greed. I can’t speak or make a sound, and I can’t wield a sword or beguile a king. In a land purged of enchantment, love might be the only magic left, and who could ever love . . . a little bird?






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He waited for me to continue, but I was holding myself tightly, refusing to think at all, so I wouldn’t share more than I wanted to.

“They would have killed us. All of us. You saved so many.”

“I killed so many.” My voice snapped back at him, lashing out like a snake. He left his bed and came toward me. I turned and braced myself for his touch, but he stopped before he reached me.

Yes. You did. It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before.” His tone was frank. Admiring. I wanted to scream. My fingers curled into fists at my sides.

“I am not a sword.”

“What?” he asked, surprise coloring the word.

“I am not a sword!”

I squeezed my eyes shut against the hot tears that rose immediately. I didn’t want to share any of this with him. But my thoughts were unruly, and he was listening intently.

“I am not a weapon. I don’t want to be a weapon!”

“You are what you are. I am what I am. It matters little what we want.”

“I am not a weapon.” The words were a cry, mournful and resistant. I felt him draw closer, but still he didn’t touch me, and for that I was grateful. If he touched me I would break down.

“I never wanted to be king. But it is what I am. It matters little what we want,” he repeated. I turned and stared up into his face, filled with an anguish that wouldn’t abate.

“You’re wrong. It is the thing that matters most.”

“Why?” he murmured, his eyes intense.

“Because without desire, there is only duty.” My lips trembled, and I bit down on them, bidding them to be still.

He pressed a thumb against my mouth, freeing my lower lip from the grip of my teeth. “Do you desire me?”

I jerked, resisting the coiled need that suddenly sprang from my belly and filled my chest. His eyes flared and his breath caught, and I wondered what I’d given away. I could only guess. I stepped around him, but he caught me up, lifting me off the ground, one arm beneath my hips, one braced around my back. He walked back to the thick furs where he slept and laid me down on them.

“This is not my duty. Or my desire.”

“It is both,” he responded, his arrogance setting my teeth on edge.



AMYAbout Amy Harmon:

Amy Harmon is a Wall Street JournalUSA Today, and New York Times Bestselling author. Amy knew at an early age that writing was something she wanted to do, and she divided her time between writing songs and stories as she grew. Having grown up in the middle of wheat fields without a television, with only her books and her siblings to entertain her, she developed a strong sense of what made a good story. Her books are now being published in twelve countries, truly a dream come true for a little country girl from Levan, Utah.

Amy Harmon has written ten novels – the USA Today Bestsellers, Making Faces and Running Barefoot, as well as The Law of Moses, The Song of David, Infinity + One, Slow Dance in Purgatory, Prom Night in Purgatory, and the New York Times Bestseller, A Different Blue. Her newest release, The Bird and The Sword will be released in the spring of 2016. She will release From Sand and Ash in October of 2016, via Lake Union Publishing. 


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                            RELEASE DAY BLITZ                                                HETCH by RIVER SAVAGE

Title: Hetch (Men of S.W.A.T. #1)

Author: River Savage

Release Date: 11th May, 2016

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verb \ˈsāv\ 


1 a: Keep safe or rescue (someone or something) from harm or danger.

Synonyms: rescue, come to someone’s rescue, save someone’s life, set free, liberate, deliver, extricate.

Saving lives is the end goal.

It’s a responsibility I live with every day, the reason I wear the badge.

Built on a brotherhood that runs deeper than blood, this way of life has become my very existence…

Until Liberty. 

I thought I was saving her.

I never expected her to be the one saving me.




Kindle Friends Forever 5 ★ review by Claire Rose

(This novel does come with a warning about some of the issues that are covered so please take note.)

I’ve read all this author works, but this one was an absolute joy to read. I loved it! If you are looking for a story that has emotions running high, has you laughing from start to finish and makes you fall in love with the characters, then this is the book for you.

Hetch is the first book in the Men of Swat Series and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. The cover alone had me more than intrigued. From about chapter two, I was laughing out loud so vigorously that it got to the point tears of joy were running down my face. But then those tears turned into heart-breaking soul wrenching ones. To say our leading man has a past is an understatement. His issue is what no person should go through, and to see a strong alpha man struggle with his emotions while trying to carry on with life was very eye opening for me. This made me realise there are people out there who are suffering from these events and need support and just love. I wanted to wrap my arms around my Kindle and hold on tight. My emotions took a big hit with to such an extreme that I wasn’t even sure I was going to survive to the end.

Hetch has a very strong character and I couldn’t help but adore him to pieces! He’s existing in life and saving lives is what he does; hence why he wears the badge. With a promotion up for grabs he goes all out to get it. Only there is a slight issue, he has to go through a psych evaluation to see how he is coping with everything.

“I use sex, beer, and my job.”

Thinking he’s failed, he goes home where he meets a woman who brings out everything in him. In turn making him confused, he tries to it keep his feelings together.

Liberty is a woman full of sass who also knows what she wants. When she meets her neighbour, she stays well away from him for reasons to be divulged. However, an indisputable connection there is. After an event that has Liberty in danger, she gives up and decides to give a relationship a go with him.

“I missed you.”
“You did?”
“Specially missed this. Missed seeing you come to life.”

Only while Hetch is on a job, things start to deteriorate as she tries to hold on with everything she has got.

I could write so much more but since I don’t want to give too much away, I’ll leave it here and let you make up your own minds about this incredibly well-developed read. What I will say is the story in itself shows loyalty, compassion and a true sense of family. This gave me exactly what I needed, too. All the characters who have big roles to play are beautifully described adding a profound depth. I have no doubt whatsoever that I’ll be rereading time and time again. Not one minute did I ever get bored; therefore my rating is five stars. Well done, Ms Savage. Looking forward to the next book in this series.



They say moments of clarity hit you hard. Like suddenly a deep understanding smacks you in the face. Your vision becomes unclouded, and a truth that’s been out of your reach rushes at you. It’s in that second your perception of reality becomes so clear you can’t begin to describe it.

Some call it beautiful, some say it can be saddening, some even compare it to the moment your drug of choice washes over you, offering a moment of escape.

I wish I could I say my moment of clarity is an epiphany or some kind of life-defining moment that showed me where my messed-up life is going.

No, my moment hits me as the first wave of the orgasm I’ve been chasing the last few minutes washes over me.

“Fuck, woman, wait for me this time.” His voice pulls me from my haze first, reminding me how messed up I am.

Heat covers my body, not from the life-altering orgasm, but from embarrassment.

Without thinking rationally, I throw my vibrator to the floor and freeze, afraid to move, as a low moan pauses on my lips. The thump of my beating heart, almost syncing in perfect rhythm to the throb drumming between my legs.

Jesus, please tell me he didn’t hear me.

“Don’t go shy on me now, babe.” He half chuckles, half growls, and even though there is a wall between us, the words wash over me; Goose bumps prickle my skin as if his warm breath whispered over me.




Slowly, as if by some freak of nature, apartment nine can see me through the wall, I roll off the bed and find myself on all fours.

Really, Liberty?

Fully committed to my actions, I slowly army crawl my way to the nearest exit.

A strong tap on the wall halts my escape followed by, “You still there?” Another wave of humiliation crashes over me when I take stock of my predicament.

If I don’t get out of here fast, I’ll be drowning in so much embarrassment, nothing will resuscitate me.

Unable to form a coherent thought, and not willing to engage with the pervert, I continue to low crawl my way out of my bedroom and into my bathroom. Closing the door, I stand, and quickly walk to the shower. After turning the faucet on, I strip the rest of my clothes off, then step under the spray of the water.

Jesus, that was close.

I have no idea what I was thinking. In fact, I know I wasn’t. Which scares me even more.

I, Liberty Jenson, would never take risks like this. If asked what prompted this change in me, I’d answer with two things.

Apartment nine.

And a self-appointed sex sabbatical.

It all started when I moved into my new apartment. At first, I was excited, ready for a fresh start. After a messy break-up, which included dealing with a douche ex who didn’t know how to keep his dick in his pants, I needed a new place. Somewhere closer to town this time, secure, and most importantly, affordable. However, finding a place close to the city, which was secure enough to make me feel safe and would still leave me enough money left over from my program director’s wage, proved to be a feat. After searching for five weeks, I was about to give up, accept defeat and move in with my mom and dad again. I mean it wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to a single thirty-year-old woman.


Luckily for me, I didn’t have to resort to such desperate measures when this place came up two weeks ago. After a quick walk through, I fell in love with the two bedrooms, one bath, and open kitchen living area. I filled out the paperwork, paid my deposit, a month’s rent in advance, and moved in five days later.

Everything seemed perfect.

That was until I realized how paper-thin the walls were between apartments.

It started out subtle, a sneeze in the early evening on my first night here as I settled into bed. A soft murmur of a man’s voice the third night.

But then came the sex.

The hot, wild, filthy sex.

The fourth night in my new apartment, I was woken to the low moans of what I assumed to be a needy woman.

My face heats up remembering the screams, the grunts. The deep baritone of apartment nine’s voice as he told the ‘bitch’ to keep it quiet.

Unsure what to do, I laid silent, listening to my new neighbor fuck some lucky woman into submission.

I’m not going to lie; I wasn’t turned on by it. I was set alight.

I never thought I would be that kind of person, the kind who got off from listening in on someone get off, but something in the way he spoke to her, something in the way he spoke to all the other women since, stirred a new want in me. Soon I found myself seeking out my room for a chance to hear him.

It was wrong.

So wrong.

But it didn’t stop me from wanting it.

The screams.

The deep grunts of pleasure.

I wanted it all.

I wanted it to be me.

“I’m officially going to hell.” I groan under the water, trying to wash the stupidity off me. Stupid would be the nice way of calling me a fucking idiot. And an idiot is what I am. Especially after tonight.



About the Author


River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series. She released her debut novel, Incandescent, in August 2014. 

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 

With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born. 


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                                    RELEASE BLITZ                                           GLASS by ARIANNE RICHMONDE

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Title: Glass: A Standalone Novel

Author: Arianne Richmonde

Genre: Romantic Thriller

Release Date: 25th April, 2016


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A standalone romantic thriller from USA TODAY bestselling author Arianne Richmonde. 


FIFTY SHADES of GREY meets REBECCA meets COMA. You won’t be able to put this suspenseful romance down.

Everything about Daniel Glass is dangerous.
And worst of all . . .
Intensely desirable.
And just when I thought I was over him, he came back into my life.
Pulling my strings like his marionette.
You see, I’m just an actress trying to do my job.
But Daniel, my director, has another agenda.

When Janie Cole lands a coveted role in the latest Hollywood blockbuster, with Daniel Glass as her director, she is determined to keep the man she was obsessed with at bay. A recent widower, nobody can forget his famous and glamorous late wife, the stunning, shining star, Natasha Jurgen.

But when Daniel wins over Janie’s heart and they begin a passionate relationship, his past comes back with a vengeance, and it’s not only Janie who is haunted by the shadows of Daniel’s dead wife.
A dark force is determined to come between them.
A force so powerful
Janie has to fight, not just for love . . .
But for her life.

N.B This is the re-edited, standalone version of the Glass Trilogy books: Shards of Glass, Broken Glass, and Hearts of Glass.




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Praise for Glass

“Arianne has done it again in style. Her penmanship is extremely vivid, her way with words is in my opinion, pure and utter perfection. A highly recommendable read.” Kindle Friends Forever.

“Mystery, excitement, and heartache will keep you on the edge of your seat with this turbulent love affair. People will be left with their mouths open, once they are hit with these twists.” – Cover to Cover Book Blog

“5 big shiny stars.” – Sammie’s Book Blog

“An absolute MUST READ! This book has everything from love, mystery, danger, and heart pulsing action that will keep you at the edge of your kindles!”



“I don’t fuck around, just so you know.”

“And nor do I, just so you know,” he said in an even voice.

I glared at him. I supposed it was possible that this was all gossip. Yet he was so sexy and handsome, and ridiculously successful, not to mention loaded, and I knew women were throwing themselves at him any chance they got. I eyed him warily.

“Anyway, you’re still in love with your late wife,” I added, like a petulant child asking for someone else’s share of candy.

“What do you mean by that, Janie?”

“I mean what I say, that you’re in love with her.”

“And if that were to be true, why should it affect you?”

“It would make it complicated for the film.”

“Ah, I see. So my being ‘in love’ with my wife would affect your decision about whether to take the role of Sylvie or not?”

His words cut me. The way he laid it out so . . . so . . . blatantly made me look like an ingénue idiot. He had a point. I was a professional actress and I was being absurd. I could feel my lips pouting—I had no answer to his question.

“Are you jealous?” he asked.

My fake laugh would have fooled any audience, and I hoped Daniel too. “How can I possibly be jealous?”

“You’re answering my question with a question.” He lowered his voice and said in a sensual whisper,

“Are you jealous, Janie? Does the idea of my loving someone else torment you?” He brushed my lip with his thumb.

I felt a lump gather in my throat and my eyes flood until they burned. Hot tears slid down my cheek. Talk about wearing your heart on your sleeve. And my heart was like fragile glass.

“I thought so.” He smirked a little. What a bastard! He was getting off on this! Having me so desperately into him while he still held a flame for Natasha freaking Jürgen!

I turned my face away from him so he couldn’t humiliate me any further, but he held me by the jaw and forced me to look at him, unbuckling his seatbelt, getting down on his knees so he was kneeling in front of me. The fact that the plane hadn’t stabilized didn’t deter him.

“Look into my eyes,” he demanded. “Look at me, Janie, and tell me how you really feel.”

I was blubbing now. The pathetic little student in love with her teacher, the lapdog who would follow her master off a cliff. Why can’t I be stronger than that?

“Are you in love with me, Janie?” He unbuckled my seatbelt and, at the same time his hand brushed across my belly, his fingers feeling for my flesh, his touch light. I let him continue, too weak to protest, too stunned by his cruelty at causing me to fall apart.

“Are you in love with me, Janie,” his echo murmured into my mouth—not even saying it as a question, but as a statement—his hand reaching inside my jeans and slipping down under the thin fabric of my panties. I gasped. His tongue found my mouth, prying my lips apart.

“No,” I whimpered into his mouth, “I’m not.”



USA Today bestselling author Arianne Richmonde grew up in both the US and Europe. She is the author of the bestselling books Shades of Pearl, Shadows of Pearl, Shimmers of Pearl, Pearl, and Belle Pearl- all full length novels in The Pearl Series.The first three books in the series are also available in one trilogy bundle/box set as The Pearl Trilogy. She has also written Glass- a provocative short story and the suspense novel, Stolen Grace. She lives with her husband and coterie of animals in France.


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                            RELEASE DAY BLITZ                                  FIGHTING LUST by JENNIFER MILLER

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Author: Jennifer Miller

Title: Fighting Lust

Standalone novel in the Deadly Sins Series

Release Date: 14th April, 2016

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Ryder “Playboy” King is what everyone calls me, in and out of the octagon. I’m fine with being known as a Playboy. I’ve turned it into an art form. A big smile, charm, and a little flattery – and my needs are easily met. Besides, giving a shit can get a man hurt – I’d rather get in and out in one piece.

Enter Tessa Jameson. One fiery lust filled moment with her, is not enough. If anything, it leaves me wanting more, but she’s not interested. Me? I know I’ve met my match – I want more. She thinks men only want sex. I’m determined to prove her wrong. But it isn’t easy. The closer I get, the more I want.

Lust, is the act of taking. Love, is the act of giving. Can I continue to give and not take? Can two bruised people long committed to a lust filled life be willing to change – to love? Will lust just be another beatable opponent? I think so.

Until I’m knocked to my knees with a blow I never see coming.


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Author Jennifer Miller was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois, but now calls Arizona home. Jennifer’s love of reading began when she was a small child, and only continued to grow as she entered adulthood. Ever since winning a writing contest at the young age of nine, when she wrote a book about a girl with a pet unicorn, she’s dreamed of writing a book of her own. Quickly learning that dreams don’t just fall into your lap, she knew she had to chase them herself and not be afraid to dream a little bigger. Most importantly, she is a wife and mother, and is very lucky to have a family that loves and supports her in all things. She also has an unhealthy addiction to handbags and chocolate covered strawberries, neither of which she cares to change.

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                              RELEASE DAY BLITZ              TEACH ME TO LIVE by Alannah Carbonneau



Title: Teach Me To Live

Author: Alannah Carbonneau

Series: Teach Me ~ Book One

Genre: New Adult Romantic Drama

Release Date: 12th April, 2016


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All I can do is wish for one more day to fall in love with you.

Madison Avery is the poster child for obedience. Ruled by anxiety and fear, she never expected Austin Weir. Everything about the tattooed, blue-eyed boy shatters every well-configured law in the Avery household.

Teaching Madison to live, Austin breaks through the prison of her anxiety. They spend the summer taking chances, making memories, and falling in love.

But love has no comprehension of time. It doesn’t fade when summer bleeds into fall and time ends. Love, like life, must continue.

Madison learns that love doesn’t exist within time. It is endless and unfading and heartbreaking.

But one lesson is learned: love is living without regret.

Love is life.







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Author’s Bio:

I live in Alberta, Canada, where the weather is forever changing (without warning). I married the man of my dreams on August 15, 2015. He is my high school sweetheart and love of my life. There are no children in my life as of right now, but we do have a handful of rambunctious cats (five) and a testy, rescued Shepard/Husky, who take up a lot of my time.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve adored the written word. English was always my favorite class and that may be biased because I can’t count to save my life, so math was a horror! I remember the very first novel I ever read, Shocking Pink by Erica Spindler. It was the most interesting of the covers on my mom’s bookshelf (probably because it was pink) and I was way too young to be reading that novel. But I fell in love. From there, I read almost everything from V.C. Andrews.

My writing started out as poetry, which then evolved to songs, and later into novels. I was never one for the short stories as I found it too difficult to pack everything I imagined into something so small.


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                                    RELEASE DAY                                             Grace Street & Return to Grace Street                                               by Ella Dominguez


Title: Chapter 8: The Complete Series

Grace Street and Return to Grace Street

Author: Ella Dominguez

Release date: 1st April, 2016


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Obsession, possession, resilience, insanity…

A need for absolute control and a past filled with lies and neglect have led FBI profiler Victor Laurenzo down a ruthless path. On a quest to satiate his sadistic desires, he submits unknowing victims to cold, calculated scenarios meant to push limits while testing the confines of immorality—all under the guise of studying his chapters for the betterment of law enforcement.

On the mend from a bad break-up and longing for attention, Elsa consents to an odd proposition. Initially unaware of Victor’s plans, she quickly realizes that the casual encounter she agreed to is, in fact, a cruel psychological game with no ending in sight. She may be one in a long line of test subjects for Victor; however, she can’t be broken so easily. What he puts her through only fuels the fire burning within her—a flame that begins to blaze out of control as she becomes obsessed with everything about Victor and peeling back his cruel layers in search of the real man hiding beneath his heartless facade. Stronger and far more resilient than any of Victor’s previous chapters, she is determined to make her own rules and flip the table on his selfish game to show him that beyond his darkness, there lies light.

Playing an erotic and twisted psychological game in which there are no winners and only chapters in a depraved case file, these two headstrong characters are no match for an unexpected bond that rises above the darkness, bends the rules of conventional romance, compromises principles, and forgives the unforgivable.

Though Victor and Elsa’s story may not contain hearts and flowers, it is still one of soul-searching passion and reckless love.


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Warning: this is neither a conventional romance nor a traditional love story. This is not a fairy tale love story nor is it a BDSM romance. There are no hearts and flowers on the pages of this book. The heroine doesn’t always make wise choices and though I’ve tried to make her strong, she’s often times weak in the face of the fierce hero. The hero is not a knight in shining armor. He’s broken and frequently cruel, and what every woman in the real world should avoid. This is a story about facing the darkness within. The man written within the pages of this book is obsessive, possessive and broken, and he gets off on mind fucking his lovers. He’s an anti-hero with an abusive past who often times pushes too hard in his quest to win his own sick game.

What’s contained within this book is fiction—dark, depraved and decadent make-believe. Contains erotic elements, uncomfortable situations, and descriptions that may trigger past memories of abuse. Intended for readers 18+


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Purchase Links for the boxed set available on 1st April

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The boxed set includes deleted scenes, alternate ending and epilogue.


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Excerpt (copyright Ella Dominguez, 2016)

“Once you sign this, there’s no going back,” his gruff voice held a note of challenge as did the wistful expression on his face.

Elsa knew better. The make-shift contract in front of her was neither legal nor binding. Surely a man of Mr. Black’s intelligence knew that. Keeping her thoughts to herself, she nodded and attempted to take the pen from him. As if he had read her thoughts, he held the pen at bay once more.

“If you think you can back out of this agreement at any point, Ms. Cassidy, you couldn’t be more wrong. Though this piece of paper may not be legal in a court of law, I follow my own set of laws and rules, and I will hold you to this agreement regardless.”

She lowered her hand and placed it in her lap. There was a certainty in his voice—a kind of conviction that told her that nothing less than her all would be acceptable to him.

A loud ringing in her ears blocked out all sounds as she sat unmoving and gaping at him.

“For how long?” The words caught in her throat.

His pupils flared infinitesimally and his response came without hesitation. “Until I say otherwise.”

Suddenly Mr. Black’s simple rules didn’t seem so simple.

“Are you going to hurt me?” she finally found the courage to ask when he sat silently unresponsive.

“Everything done within these walls will be done with safety in mind. No irreparable physical damage will be caused.”

Mr. Black definitely had a way with words, but he didn’t answer her question. Not directly anyway, and the secret expression on his face told her he was holding something back. And what about her emotional well-being? Would there be irreparable damage caused to that?

A phrase Elsa had read once in an erotic book popped into her head and she asked, “So what you’re saying is: everything will be safe, sane and consensual?”

Victor clicked the pen several times, one side of his mouth twisting upward as he let out a short, breathy laugh. “Not exactly, but two out of three ain’t bad.”

Her eyes widened at his remark. Based on his previous statements, sane was apparently the one thing off the table.

When he held the pen out to her, it was as if he had wordlessly dared her to take the bait that he had laid out for her.

It was too easy for Elsa to get caught up in the way Mr. Black was looking at her. With her heartbeat throbbing in her ears, she took in the vision of him one last time before she made her final decision and signed her freedom away. His beauty was devastating, his shimmering green eyes devious and alluring, his deep-crimson mouth inviting, and his sweetly intoxicating musk overwhelming. The possibilities of the unknown, the danger-factor, and the intrigue of a captivating stranger were impossible for her to resist.

She lifted her hand and as it moved closer toward the pen, her limbs suddenly became heavy and warm. She pushed forward, impelled involuntarily by her own passion and curiosity. She was doing this.

With pen in hand, the tip touched the paper when a wicked thought crossed her mind. She glanced upward to meet Mr. Black’s gaze, and licked her lips purposefully.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather have my signature in blood?”


Chapter 8: The Series




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Author’s Bio


In addition to being a writer, Ella is a mom, wife, a respiratory therapist, and a lover of ukuleles and unicorns. She was born and raised in a conservative, strict Christian household in the bible belt of the USA. This upbringing contributed to her wicked imagination and writing has been her only outlet for her fantasies. At the mature age of forty, she mustered up enough courage to share her thoughts and put pen to paper. She sincerely hopes to find her niche in writing romance in all forms, be it dark romance, romantic comedy, psychological thrillers or paranormal.

She doesn’t consider herself an author, rather an avid reader above all else, and someone who simply writes the stories that the characters in her head tell her to.



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