Monday, January 5, 2015

Cover Reveal of Hate F*@K Vol. 1 (The Horus Group #1) by Ainsley Booth

Title: Hate F*@K Vol. 1
Series: The Horus Group #1
Author: Ainsley Booth
Genre: Adult, Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 24, 2015
Warning: This is just the start. This doesn't end well. And it's going to get much worse before it ever gets better.


I push her buttons. I want to push them in the good way. Dirty, up-against-the-wall, my-hand-in-her-pants kind of way.

But that’s not possible, because I’m dark and she’s light, and we both know it.

So I push her buttons in the bad way, making her hate me. 


If a genie granted me three wishes, I’d ask for Cole Parker to never look at me again, that I’d forget the dark promise in his eyes, and that just once, before he vanished from my life completely, that he’d push me up against a wall and fuck me.

Then I’d go wash my mouth out with soap.

I don’t bother to say goodbye. I just power down my computer and head for the back staircase. There’s a gated backyard that leads to an alleyway, and I can dash across it into the back of the import/export shop across the way. From there, I can get a cab.
It’s a great plan, but as soon as I swing the door open, I know it’s not going to happen.
For one thing, there are a couple of photographers sitting on motorbikes on the other side of the gate.

But even worse than that, Cole Parker is standing on this side of it, and he looks pissed.

Cole Parker. I think of him as the CFO of The Horus Group—CFO standing for Chief Fuck-You Officer. I don’t actually know his title. The Horus Group probably doesn’t do titles.

The four men came out of nowhere two years ago and buzz quickly swirled around them, branding them as the go-to crisis management team in the city. Probably got that reputation by getting bad people out of even worse situations. Hardly noble heroes, even if they look the part.
There are four of them, all various shades of bad-ass super soldiers who turned in their uniforms for suits and smooth lines. Cole and Jason, both ex-Navy SEALs, according to my brother. Tag, an ex-cop, local to the Metro DC area. And Wilson…he looks like a computer nerd on steroids. Clearly CIA hacker gone rogue.

And one of them is standing between me and freedom.
Ainsley Booth is a reader and writer who loves the romance heroes in her Kindle almost as much as the ones in her head and her heart. Hate Fuck is her first erotic romance serial.


Destined Blog Tour

Before the heartbreak, the life-altering choices, and real life closed in on them, they were just two kids in love.

Nick Sutter, the town bad boy, star of Pittsford High School’s football team, and all around playboy wasn’t used to having to work for dates. Leah Carmichael, Pittsford’s Golden Girl, and star on the track team had no desire to land a boyfriend. When she walked into Physics class on the first day of school her junior year, and realized who was in her class, she vowed to ignore him. Nick had no intention of letting her off the hook though. He patiently waited until the right moment to let her know he wanted her.

Unable to resist him, Leah agreed to go on a date. Try as she might, the feelings she’d been suppressing all year came to the surface, and washed over her like a tidal wave. She wanted him, and he wanted her, but…Nick had scouts ready to make his football dreams a reality.

Deciding that Leah was more important than his future, Nick gave up his chance to play at the college level. He chose to stay behind, and build the foundation for what he thought would be a solid future for him and Leah. Only Leah had other plans… she wanted to get out of Pittsford as fast as possible, and was willing to give up anything to do it, including Nick. When the Olympic scouts offered her a chance of a lifetime, she couldn’t tell them ‘no.’

We saw forgiveness in Shattered, desire in Restored, and unconditional love in Renewed. Now, see how it all started in Destined- Nick and Leah’s beginning.

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Amazon bestselling author of the Second Chances series and the Shattered Trilogy, Heather D’Agostino writes contemporary and new adult romance set in Boston, New York, and North Carolina. Heather has always enjoyed creative writing, but never pursued it as a career option. Born and raised in Harrisburg, NC she received a BA in Elementary Education from the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. After teaching for six years, she decided to leave the profession to be a stay-at-home mom. After finding the world of Fan Fiction, Heather decided to “get her feet wet” in the literary world. With much encouragement and inspiration from the Fan Fiction world, she made the decision to publish her work. Heather prides herself in the fact that her books have real life situations with believable characters. These characters could be your best friend or your next door neighbor. Her first book, Unbreak Me, has been welcomed with open arms into the self-published community giving her the encouragement needed to continue to pursue this dream. Heather currently lives in Syracuse, NY with her husband, two children, two dogs, and three cats. She enjoys spending time with her family, watching sports, and playing chauffeur for all her children’s activities.

You can follow Heather at


The Second Chances series

Unbreak Me-book one

The Boy Next Door- book two

The One That Got Away-book three

Inside Out- book 3.5 a Second Chances Novella

Fallen From Grace- book 4

The Family Next Door –book 5

The Shattered Trilogy

Shattered (Shattered #1)

Restored (Shattered #2)

Renewed (Shattered #3)

Destined (Shattered #0.5) – Coming January 2015

Fated (Shattered #4 Cam & Avery) – Coming April 2015

The Broken Series

Irreparably Broken (Broken #1)

Saving Us (Broken #2) – Coming 2015

The Witness Series

Being Nobody – Nov 3, 2014

Becoming Somebody- Coming early 2015



All books are available on Amazon, B&N, Kobo, and CreateSpace


Blog Tour for Need Us (Make or Break #4) by Amanda Heath

Title: Need Us
Series: Make or Break #4
Author: Amanda Heath
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 5, 2014
They made us.
They broke us.
Now they'll save us.

Need Us the final book in the Make or Break series. Featuring Royal, Channing and Rachel's POVs.

I think I’ve had two glasses of champagne and three whiskey sours. I’m working on my fourth. I’ll need a lot more before this night is over considering the bane of my existence is here and she won’t stop looking at me.
When I first met her, I used to stare at her all the time. I didn’t understand what was wrong with me. I felt like a fucking stalker and I knew I was on the verge of being just that. I had wanted her and I fought that so hard. I used to move through the hallways at school like a shadow and watch as she left her class. She was so introverted at that point she didn’t even notice. Hell, I think she’s still introverted. I don’t think she could ever change that. She doesn’t like attention so she pretends it’s not there. She got so good at pretending, she really didn’t notice anything.
I feel like the stalked now. Her eyes follow me everywhere I go. Talking to Pierce about Donovan. Dancing with Rachel. Sitting in the corner playing a game with Asher. Every time I go to the bar her eyes are on me. No one says anything about it, but they all know. Rachel has that look in her eyes, the one that means she’s about to go off on someone. She’s pissed off on my behalf and I don’t have the heart to tell her I can handle the bitch.
I’m the only person who could ever handle her.
After three hours of her staring at me, I decide I can’t handle it anymore. I throw back the rest of my whiskey and I stalk towards her. She looks surprised when I grab her arm and yank her towards the back of the room. Then I lead her out into the empty hall.
She leans against one side and I lean against the opposite side. Then we just stare at each other. It’s been a little over a year and I can’t think of what to say to her. It’s like we know each other but we don’t. It makes me think of when we first met. I didn’t know what to say to her then either.
“Why did you bring me out here?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest. Not because she’s mad, no, she’s turned on. She doesn’t like for people to notice her pebbled nipples. In a few more seconds she’ll tighten her thighs and she’ll be thinking about getting a new pair of panties.
I shrug my shoulders. That’s when I see the anger twinkle in her eyes. Now she’s thinking of hitting me while I watch her tighten her thighs. We are creatures of habit. This is habit for us if nothing else. Fighting, getting angry and then finding somewhere to fuck because that’s what we do. Even when we were unbelievably happy that’s what we did.
I hate how much I miss her.
“You know, if you want to talk, then you have to speak. I know you. There’s always something you want to say.” She uncrosses her arms and I feel it straight to my groin because her nipples are hard. They strain against her dress and I want to pull the fabric down and suck one of the pink pretties into my mouth.
I shrug again. She wouldn’t talk to me a year ago, wouldn’t explain why she left. There’s no reason why I should talk to her now. I want to torture her for some reason. The thing about that though is I’m torturing myself just by being in her presence.
The tension pings against the walls around us. It’s in the air and you can actually feel it, it’s pulling us together. It has always bound us together. What we felt for each other was more than love. We are and will always be soul mates. She and I are one and it kills me inside. When I just needed her to love me, talk to me, she couldn’t do it. I don’t trust her and I hate her while I’m more in love with her than I’ve ever been before.
It’s probably all the alcohol or maybe it’s just her, but I cross the hallway and I get in her space. I look down to watch her clench her fists against the wall. We don’t touch but our eyes lock and this feels all too familiar.
I live in southern Arkansas with my husband and young daughter. There is also an insane Boston Terrier running around. I've always been a lone wolf and find my friends in books. I started writing at a young age and I haven't stopped since. Most days you can find me either glued to my laptop or my kindle. My first novel, This Beautiful Thing was an Amazon best seller for 11 weeks and a year later I'm still tickled to see people enjoy it. I may not be a huge seller but I have the best fans ever and I thank God everyday for every single one of them.