Thursday, August 20, 2015
COVER REVEAL - Trusted by You by Amy Muscat
Title: Trusted by You
Series: by You #2
Author: Amy Muscat
Genre: Romance
Cover Design: MGBookCovers & Designs
Release Date: September 3, 2015
Blurb
They say that trust is the key to any relationship.
That it’s the one thing that can make or break one.
That it’s the glue.
Blake Walker knows this better than anyone.
He lives by it.
Five years ago, the one person he thought he could rely on shattered his trust. After that he swore off relationships, turning into a womaniser. You know the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind.
Until he meets Lottie Carter…
She comes storming into his life with her sass, her wit, her Britishisms that he loves, and her beauty.
But every time Lottie tries to get close, he pushes her away; scared that past events will repeat themselves.
But when Lottie finally breaks through that wall that Blake has built up like a freaking fortress, their love story is immense.
But when outside forces threaten to break them apart, can they withstand them?
Do they trust each other enough to not let them?
Or will Blake's trust issues be the one thing that will make him lose Lottie for the rest of his life?
Read and find out…
That it’s the one thing that can make or break one.
That it’s the glue.
Blake Walker knows this better than anyone.
He lives by it.
Five years ago, the one person he thought he could rely on shattered his trust. After that he swore off relationships, turning into a womaniser. You know the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind.
Until he meets Lottie Carter…
She comes storming into his life with her sass, her wit, her Britishisms that he loves, and her beauty.
But every time Lottie tries to get close, he pushes her away; scared that past events will repeat themselves.
But when Lottie finally breaks through that wall that Blake has built up like a freaking fortress, their love story is immense.
But when outside forces threaten to break them apart, can they withstand them?
Do they trust each other enough to not let them?
Or will Blake's trust issues be the one thing that will make him lose Lottie for the rest of his life?
Read and find out…
Excerpt
(C)Amy Muscat 2014
Prologue
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words… Well, I've just received two pictures, so does that mean two thousand words?
I don’t know, but I do know I can’t think of two thousand words to describe how I feel right now: two thousand expletives maybe, but not two thousand actual, structural words.
I can tell you how it feels like my heart is breaking right now. What I thought I felt a couple of days ago, the heartache and the pain, is nothing like I'm feeling right now. My legs shake, and I collapse on the sofa in my living room.
I look back down at my phone and see that dreaded first picture that no one person wants to receive. The screen blurs, and I watch as a fat teardrop falls onto the glass screen. And then another until my phone becomes soaked with my tears. A sob hitches in my throat, getting caught for a second before it flows out of my mouth like it’s a natural sound coming from my body, when in actual fact; it’s not. Laughter and sarcastic remarks are what I'm used to coming out from my mouth, but not this. Not these horrible sounds that my body seems to instinctively know.
I feel the pain start to radiate through me, my chest burns and my heart is collapsing in on itself. I can feel pins and needles start to tingle from my toes all the way up to the tips of my fingers, and I feel goosebumps form on my arms, indicating the coldness running through me.
If it weren’t for the pounding in my head, and the sound of my blood rushing in my ears, I would have said that my body had frozen. If one’s blood freezes, then it doesn’t circulate through the body and the heart fails… Well, that’s what it feels like anyway; my heart was failing.
I'd never known heartbreak before. I had seen it, numerous times through friends and family, on TV and in movies, but I had never felt it. And if this is what it feels like, I never want to be in love with someone… but it was too late. I already was, and he had broken me into pieces. Teeny-tiny pieces. I don’t think even the best surgeon in the fucking universe would be able to put me back together again- sort of like Humpty Dumpty.
And all of this is because of one man. One man that I loved- that I thought loved me!
It was fourteen words that broke me two days ago. Two pictures worth two thousand words, that completely shattered me not even two minutes ago, and it was six words that I spoke out loud right now that seemed to echo around my living room and steel my resolve to forgo men in the future…
“Fuck you, Blake Walker. Fuck you.”
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words… Well, I've just received two pictures, so does that mean two thousand words?
I don’t know, but I do know I can’t think of two thousand words to describe how I feel right now: two thousand expletives maybe, but not two thousand actual, structural words.
I can tell you how it feels like my heart is breaking right now. What I thought I felt a couple of days ago, the heartache and the pain, is nothing like I'm feeling right now. My legs shake, and I collapse on the sofa in my living room.
I look back down at my phone and see that dreaded first picture that no one person wants to receive. The screen blurs, and I watch as a fat teardrop falls onto the glass screen. And then another until my phone becomes soaked with my tears. A sob hitches in my throat, getting caught for a second before it flows out of my mouth like it’s a natural sound coming from my body, when in actual fact; it’s not. Laughter and sarcastic remarks are what I'm used to coming out from my mouth, but not this. Not these horrible sounds that my body seems to instinctively know.
I feel the pain start to radiate through me, my chest burns and my heart is collapsing in on itself. I can feel pins and needles start to tingle from my toes all the way up to the tips of my fingers, and I feel goosebumps form on my arms, indicating the coldness running through me.
If it weren’t for the pounding in my head, and the sound of my blood rushing in my ears, I would have said that my body had frozen. If one’s blood freezes, then it doesn’t circulate through the body and the heart fails… Well, that’s what it feels like anyway; my heart was failing.
I'd never known heartbreak before. I had seen it, numerous times through friends and family, on TV and in movies, but I had never felt it. And if this is what it feels like, I never want to be in love with someone… but it was too late. I already was, and he had broken me into pieces. Teeny-tiny pieces. I don’t think even the best surgeon in the fucking universe would be able to put me back together again- sort of like Humpty Dumpty.
And all of this is because of one man. One man that I loved- that I thought loved me!
It was fourteen words that broke me two days ago. Two pictures worth two thousand words, that completely shattered me not even two minutes ago, and it was six words that I spoke out loud right now that seemed to echo around my living room and steel my resolve to forgo men in the future…
“Fuck you, Blake Walker. Fuck you.”
Author Bio
Amy Muscat is twenty-three, a London girl, a bookaholic, and when she’s not writing or reading, you can find her pulling a pint behind the bar where she works.
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COVER REVEAL- Billionaire With a Twist by Lila Monroe
Title: Billionaire With a Twist
Series: Billionaire With a Twist #1
Author: Lila Monroe
Release Date: September 2, 2015
Blurb
Billionaire Hunter Knox comes straight up – with a side of trouble.
Heir to a bourbon fortune, he’s hired my ad agency to save his family business. It’s my chance to win a star client and prove I can play with the big boys, until my one-night stand comes back to haunt me like the ultimate hangover.
Now I have to think up a killer campaign, and keep from falling into bed with Hunter again. Which is easier said than done when he’s the most handsome, arrogant, downright sexiest man I’ve ever met.
I’m going to need another drink.
Part Two releases September 16, 2015
He’s dirty – no chaser.
Billionaire Hunter Knox hired me to save his family bourbon business: I’ve won the big pitch, but now trouble is only just beginning. I’m on a tightrope trying to keep my career from crashing out like a coed after a dozen jaeger shots, and I’ve made it clear to Hunter, our sexy one-night fling can't be repeated.
So what does the guy do? Turns around and starts dating my sister.
Pour me a double.
Billionaire Hunter Knox hired me to save his family bourbon business: I’ve won the big pitch, but now trouble is only just beginning. I’m on a tightrope trying to keep my career from crashing out like a coed after a dozen jaeger shots, and I’ve made it clear to Hunter, our sexy one-night fling can't be repeated.
So what does the guy do? Turns around and starts dating my sister.
Pour me a double.
Part Three releases September 30, 2015
Warning: love on the rocks.
Sexy bourbon billionaire Hunter Knox hired me to turn around the failing family business, but I wound up losing him the company he loves. Now I have to make it right - which won't be easy when he's off the grid at a cabin in the woods, drinking himself into a sexy rugged stupor.
But if there's one thing I know, it's that Hunter is worth a shot. Or two. He better line them up, because after tonight, I'm never drinking again.
Sexy bourbon billionaire Hunter Knox hired me to turn around the failing family business, but I wound up losing him the company he loves. Now I have to make it right - which won't be easy when he's off the grid at a cabin in the woods, drinking himself into a sexy rugged stupor.
But if there's one thing I know, it's that Hunter is worth a shot. Or two. He better line them up, because after tonight, I'm never drinking again.
Author Bio
Amazon bestselling author, queen of the short-reads, and expert at playdough, Lila Monroe loves to read and write tales of sexy Billionaires. Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe wrote her first serial, The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.
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August 20th: Storm MC Series Cover Re Reveal
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Indecent Cravings: Part Three by S.K. Cross
Title: Indecent Cravings: Part Three
Series: Indecent Cravings #3
Author: S.K. Cross
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: August 20, 2015
Blurb
The hot steamy new series Indecent Cravings continues with a twist...
WARNING: This is NOT a story for prudes.
Devastated by the incident at the submission school and shocked by what she saw at the end of Part Two, Abigail seeks refuge with her tough chiseled childhood guardian who has dark secrets of his own... which leads to an irresistible night of passion.
But Abigail can't forget about her voracious hunger for the brutish Dom with the power to command her into blissful euphoria. He's quit and left Miami, leaving her a shattered shell. She also must deal with the fact that her best friend has gone missing.
As the mysteries pile up, Abigail loses her grip on reality. Lost and bewildered, she accepts an offer by Lorena to be trained to do the one thing she wants to do more than anything...
Seduce Lukas Thorn.
Do not read if any of the following offends you: Dirty talk, floggers, riding crops, anal sex, strap-on dildos, heavy ropes, threesomes, foursomes, moresomes, tongues in places they probably shouldn't go, sensory deprivation, public humiliation, girl-on-girl, girl-on-guy, guy-on-two-girls, two-girls-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-girl, well-endowed M2F transsexual-on-guy, tease and denial contests, dominatrixes, and sex swings...all consensual and in the spirit of fun and personal growth. (Not all of these appear in this book but will be explored over the course of the series... and more!)
You have been warned.
Themes explored: Overcoming personal challenges, discovering one's purpose in life, inspiring people to live their own lives on their own terms, and refusing to allow others to control how you think.
Mature content. 18+ only. Book 3 of a multiple-part continuing series.
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Excerpt
I leap forward, grab his hand, and place the transmitter in his palm. He looks down at it, and I run across the street. I plant myself against the building on the far corner, the hard hot gray stone scratching my naked back in the night heat.
I'm way across the street from him now, cars streaming between us. I point at my ear with the Bluetooth receiver implanted inside.
He puts the transmitter up to his mouth. My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest. This is it. This is me putting my head on the chopping block.
He can say "Go home." That's all he needs to do. He can just tell me to go and I will. That's the bargain. That's the agreement. I always keep my agreements.
He raises the transmitter to his mouth.
I clench my teeth, my eyes wide open. I'm breathing hard, my hands locked behind me.
I will do whatever he says, I remind myself, I will do whatever he says.
Even if he tells me to go home.
He's about to speak, his face still locked in that frozen visage and half-smile. Then he laughs, turns sideways, raises the transmitter up to his mouth and says, "Let’s play."
I nod my head.
Oh my God!
Yes! The fire starts anew down below. He's playing. I've gotten him to play! That was the hardest step.
"My sweet dirty whore," he says, "you're naked, aren't you?"
Wow, kudos to the body paint artist. Even the great Lukas Thorn can't really tell that I’m naked.
"You realize what you've set yourself up for? You're going to have to prove that to me, you know."
I nod.
"You're going to have to prove that to me in public."
Oh God! The very thought sends me into delirium. Yes, I will. Yes, I'll do anything. In front of anybody. To please you. Yes, I will. I so want you. I so want you to tell me to do horribly nasty things in front of other people. I so will do anything you ask. All you have to do is command me.
I'm way across the street from him now, cars streaming between us. I point at my ear with the Bluetooth receiver implanted inside.
He puts the transmitter up to his mouth. My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest. This is it. This is me putting my head on the chopping block.
He can say "Go home." That's all he needs to do. He can just tell me to go and I will. That's the bargain. That's the agreement. I always keep my agreements.
He raises the transmitter to his mouth.
I clench my teeth, my eyes wide open. I'm breathing hard, my hands locked behind me.
I will do whatever he says, I remind myself, I will do whatever he says.
Even if he tells me to go home.
He's about to speak, his face still locked in that frozen visage and half-smile. Then he laughs, turns sideways, raises the transmitter up to his mouth and says, "Let’s play."
I nod my head.
Oh my God!
Yes! The fire starts anew down below. He's playing. I've gotten him to play! That was the hardest step.
"My sweet dirty whore," he says, "you're naked, aren't you?"
Wow, kudos to the body paint artist. Even the great Lukas Thorn can't really tell that I’m naked.
"You realize what you've set yourself up for? You're going to have to prove that to me, you know."
I nod.
"You're going to have to prove that to me in public."
Oh God! The very thought sends me into delirium. Yes, I will. Yes, I'll do anything. In front of anybody. To please you. Yes, I will. I so want you. I so want you to tell me to do horribly nasty things in front of other people. I so will do anything you ask. All you have to do is command me.
Just command me.
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Cover Reveal: It's About Time by B.A. Dillon
Title: It's About Time
Series: Time Series #2.5
Author: B.A. Dillon
Genre: M/M novella
Release Date: September 2, 2015
Marriage.
A civil, social and legal institution under which two consenting adults establish a life-long relationship based on love and commitment.
Scott Wilson and Brandon Lawrence want what all their friends have – marriage, kids, and a dream kitchen in the biggest house they can afford.
The only thing stopping them – the state of Florida.
But sweeping change is on the horizon, and their story only delivers fairytale endings and happily ever afters. What the world can learn from Scott and Brandon’s story is that living in harmony is always better than living with hostility. That acceptance of people’s differences is always easier than dissension, and that love always triumphs over hate.
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BA Dillon is a devoted wife and mother of two grown children, and a dedicated middle school teacher. Writing has always been an outlet for Dillon as she believes words are both powerful and magical. Tethered Through Time is Dillon’s debut novel, with two companion novels on the horizon. Dillon also writes a monthly column, “Turn the Page,” for the magazine 85 South, Out and About. As an avid, passionate reader Dillon gets deeply invested in books, especially if they are full of great dialogue between believable characters. She loves music, words, books, and martinis!
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