Wednesday, 25 March 2015

RE-LAUNCH TOUR!! The Deadwood Hunter series by Rachel M Raithby

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With the launch of Book 3 - Holocaust on the horizon, Rachel M Raithby  has re-released Book 1 Lexia and Book 2 Whispers Of Darkness with brand new Covers and Interiors.  They are on sale starting today and until the Release Day Blitz for Holocaust.  Today is also the exclusive Reveal of the 2 Book Trailers for the updated books.

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Drawn into a world she thought impossible, Lexia’s innocent night of partying leaves her dazed, confused and asking questions she’s not sure she wishes to know the answers to. Attacked by vampires, Lexia’s ability to defend herself triggers events she can't escape. Before long, she struggles to keep up a façade around her friends and family.
Then, there is Lincoln. Finding herself irresistibly drawn to him, Lexia senses he desires something more dangerous than a simple romance. Lincoln has secrets and what she learns changes her life forever.
A story of love, loss, and, betrayal, Lexia and Lincoln’s lives will never be the same again.


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All Lexia ever wanted was to graduate from high school and leave Deadwood.  Now she would give anything to have her quiet life back.  With her Father murdered and her best friend, Alice kidnapped. Life is anything but Simple.
Despite the odds, Lexia and Lincoln, the panther shifter she has fallen in Love with, rescue Alice.  On their journey, Lexia meets the one person she least expected to see again, her mother.
Seemingly abandoned as a baby, secrets unravel and lexia learns who she really is.  Her Mother created her and she was created for one purpose only...
Darkness.
Only one thing is certain, sacrifices will be made and lives will be lost.

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She's been named Lexia, 'man's defender', by the one who raised her and died for her, the man she called her father.
She's been named Maura, 'for darkness', by the woman who created her, a mother who sees her as a weapon, and tool for power.
She has battled for her freedom, for the revenge of her father’s death, and then given it all up to save the man she loves.
She's given up her soul, her humanity, and now, there is only one question left. Can she create her own destiny or is she bound to follow the fate set for her before she was born?
Maura?
Lexia?
Only one thing is certain; war is coming.

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"Interesting,” Lexia murmured as the pack of wolves surrounded her, each snarling and snapping their teeth, just waiting to rip her to shreds.
The dark grey wolf directly in front of her shifted. “What about this situation is interesting, hunter?”
“That a pack of alpha wolves would band together. I presumed you were a normal pack.” She smiled as his face turned to shock. “Yes, I can tell you are all alphas. Just like I’ve known you’ve been living around our base for the past week.”
“Then why would you walk to your death? Is that what you want, hunter?”
Lexia feigned a laughed, both bored and amused. She needed to wear her mask here. Bringing shifters into the play could work either in Lexia’s favor or against. “I’m not afraid of death, but I did not come here seeking it. I came to make you a deal.”
“We do not make deals with hunters,” he growled, his jaw clenching.
“Yes, I thought you might say that but I think you should listen to what I have to say before we fight. It has been a while since I’ve had a worthwhile opponent, but I really would rather work with you than waste your lives.” Lexia suppressed the repulsive shiver threating to travel down her spine; her words were so like Maura, she felt her stir within. The awakening darkness hoped to take hold again.
He smiled at her and Lexia sighed. Do I really have to do this? Why can’t things be easy for once? As the wolf behind her crept closer, she kept her eyes focused on the two black wolves at her front.
“It really is impressive you’ve banded together to take down the hunters. My mother is quite pissed off with you.” The wolf was a few yards away from her back. “No families to protect, no weaker pack members to be held as threats. Ten strong, top of the pack wolves ready and willing to die for their cause.”
She moved, whipping around in a blur, her leg curling into the air, kicking out into the wolf’s side. He flew across the ground as the other two leapt. Twisting toward the floor, Lexia missed the first wolf as it sailed over her head and met the third full on. They crashed to the floor, soil flying up into the air. Lexia didn’t try to get away. Instead, she ignored the sharp teeth that ripped her flesh. Wrapping her arms around the wolf, she squeezed, hearing one, two, three ribs crack. The wolf whimpered, his grip on her flesh loosening until he was pinned beneath her, a knife to his throat.
The urge to release the wolf and run coursed through her. She looked into the wolf’s eyes seeing the monster she’d become, the monster her mother had made. Only the need to see her mother’s demise kept her together.
“Impressive. You’re strong, but you all still have your humanity. I may not have your mate, child, brother, or friend held at knifepoint, but you still care. You’d all feel something if I sliced my knife into his throat. Someone once told me your humanity was your strength. Maybe it is. If I killed this wolf now, you’d all fight with a strength powered by loss, revenge, and maybe I wouldn’t get out of it. First though, will you listen to me? Just hear me out, and then by all means, try to kill me.”
Lexia stood up, backing away from the wolf at her feet, palms up and looking at the man who remained in his human form.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“I’m Maura, or maybe you’ve heard of me by the name Lexia?” Her choice to use Maura purely so Lincoln wouldn’t find out she was back. She might be Lexia again, but never could she be his Lexia, his Wildcat.
By the widening of his eyes and sharp intake of breath, he knew. “You’re Lincoln Turner’s mate.”
“No, I’m not. I’ll never be her again. I am a hunter and I’ll die a hunter. First though, I plan to kill my mother and destroy her plans.” Lexia was surprised by the calm, level tone she upheld. Just the mention of Lincoln’s name caused her insides to lurch.
“You’d kill your own mother?” he asked surprised.
“Do not mistake me for someone who cares. I feel nothing for her. I feel nothing.” The lie rolled easily off her tongue. It was days like today, when she so easily slipped on Maura’s mask, that she wondered who she truly was. She wanted with all of her soul to be Lexia, but the name didn’t quite fit anymore. She’d spilt too much blood, and Maura; Maura represented the darkest of her days, a darkness she never wanted to visit again.
“But why would you want the hunters dead in the first place?”
“My reasons are none of your concern. Will you help me or not?”
“Why not just kill her yourself?” he asked, standing firm.
“Oh, don’t worry. I plan to kill her, but she is not the only problem. There is more than one head to this monster and not all are so easily within my reach. It appears some of the humans are behind this program.” Lexia wasn’t sure of everyone who needed to be eliminated. All she knew was it would be an impossible task to take on alone.
“Human?” he whispered, looking horrified.
“Yes, shifter, monsters come in all shapes and forms.”
“How do I know you’re telling me the truth?”
“You don’t, but I’m hoping one of you is called Adam?”
Lexia silently pleaded with the universe for her hunch to be right.
A white wolf fidgeted to her right. “I’m also guessing what brought the ten of you together was your hatred for the hunters. You’ve chosen to fight instead of hiding, which means you’ve either a death wish, or have nothing left to live for, other than revenge, and the grief of those you’ve lost.”
Still the wolves seemed unaffected by her words. Lexia decided to put her cards on the table. Turning, she looked at the white wolf she hoped was the Adam who belonged to the shifter woman locked in her room. “Adam, Sahara is still alive.”
He shifted, anger and desperation evident on every line on his face. Stepping forward, his body language screamed of aggression. “Where is she? How do I know you are telling the truth?” His words were savage, etched with the growl of his wolf.
Lexia held her hand toward him. “Here. I rubbed my hand through her hair before I left.”
The other shifter stepped out, his arm blocking Adam’s path. “Adam! She could just be tricking you. You’ve seen how fast she moves. Her knife could be in your chest in seconds.”
Lexia pulled her sword from its sheath and her knife from the holder on her thigh. Throwing them to the ground, she inhaled deeply, hoping she’d not just made a grave mistake. “I mean you no harm.” She offered her hand again.
Adam walked slowly forward, his grey eyes never leaving hers. Slowly, he took her hand and brought it to his nose. The second he caught the scent of his mate, his whole body relaxed and he clung onto Lexia’s hand breathing deeper.
“Sahara,” he whispered.
Lexia felt the pain in his words as if they were her own. For a second, she imagined it was Lincoln in front of her. For a second, she longed to be with her mate again.
“She’s alive, Adam, and I’m willing to get her out in exchange for your pack’s help,” she said dully. Her words no longer sounded like Maura’s. Just being around shifters brought her so much pain, so much longing.
“Anything,” he whispered, releasing her hand. Emotion filled eyes.
“Now wait, Adam, you can’t decide for us all. She might never follow through, and Sahara could be dead,” the shifter ground out through clenched teeth while the rest of the wolves grew visibly restless.
“Grey, if there was a chance your mate was alive, you’d have us all walk to our deaths for her,” Adam stated.
“Just so you know, I don’t have long. Leaving the compound isn’t the easiest of tasks, and Sahara doesn’t have long either. The reason my mother is capturing shifters is because she’s experimenting on them. I broke Sahara out earlier, but her disappearance has been noticed.”
They all growled in unison, closing in. Lexia held her ground when her every instinct said run.
“Kill me now and there is no one to help her. My mother will stop at nothing to get what she wants.” She took a small step toward Grey, grounding out, “Will you help me?”
“Why not ask your panther to help you?” he spat.
Lexia paused, as she silently struggled with an explanation that wouldn’t give too much away. Lincoln would do anything for her but she knew they could never be together again. She’d done too much to deserve that happy ending.
“I do not want him involved,” she snapped.
“So you still do care?” Grey stated smugly.
Yes, so so much. Though Lexia would never admit that. “You are all the same, grasping at any sign of hope, of emotion. If Lincoln were involved, he’d be too busy trying to save me, but I was lost a long time ago. I may not come out of this alive, and I don’t care, but he does. That will jeopardize the mission and he’d end up dead. I joined my mother so he could live. I gave up my life, my humanity for him. It would all be pointless if he died.”
Grey smiled and Lexia wasn’t sure why; wasn’t sure what secret she’d given away. Do you see through the mask I cling to so precariously? “We’ll help you once we’ve received Sahara.”
“Good. Sahara will arrive after dark today. She’ll be hidden inside a truck on a supply run. Do not show yourself until you are sure it’s her. She will be with a hunter. Harm him and our deal is off. Sahara must be taken far away from here. Lucy Hunter can never know I helped you, not yet anyway.”
Lexia turned, walking away with an emotion she’d not felt in a long time swirling within her. Hope.
“Lexia, how will we get the information from you?”
Looking back as she walked, Lexia called, “I’ll find you.”
Her pace quickened, ready to run. “Oh, and, Grey, tell no one of this meeting. Not even Linc.”


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Born and raised in N.E.England before moving to New Zealand in 2008. She now lives in Queensland, Austraila with her Husband, three Children and a Golden Lab. Paranormal Romance Author of The Deadwood Hunter Series and YA Paranormal Author of Winter Wolf. A New Dawn Novel She hopes you love her characters as much as she does :)

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RELEASE BLITZ!! No Way Out (Hawks MC Series, #4) by Lila Rose


Title: No Way Out
Author: Lila Rose
Series: Hawks MC Series, Book 4
Genre: Fiction/Humorous/Romance/Erotica 
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Release Date: March 23rd


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Trapped in a marriage since the age of twenty-one, Malinda May is finally free. Having lost her biker husband, she is determined to keep her two teenage children as far away from the MC lifestyle as possible, a lifestyle which has brought her nothing but heartache and fear. Life is never that simple. Relentless in their mission to prove to Malinda that not all bikers are bad, the Hawks’ women are determined to support Malinda and her family, whether she wants it or not. In her struggle to keep her distance, Malinda soon battles her desire to keep her family safe or relent and begin to trust the MC.

Tired of women and their mind games, Declan Stoke knows women are only good for keeping his bed warm for a night. Having once thought he’d found the one, he’s no longer willing to put his heart on the line. Even when faced with the temptation of a wounded, sexy woman, he steers clear…well, tries to.

Malinda and Stoke find themselves at an impasse, one seemingly impossible to navigate through. With trouble brewing, life is going to get complicated, and for Malinda, she’s trapped with no way out.


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Tuesday, 24 March 2015

NEW RELEASE!! Collision (Portland Street Kings #1) by Evie Harper

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Title: Collision (Portland Street Kings #1)
Author: Evie Harper
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2015

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When I was fourteen years old, I killed for the first time. That day I learned cruelty wasn’t only within the walls we had just escaped. It hasn’t been easy growing up in the middle of a war. A struggle to find shelter. Fighting to protect our bodies against the corruption of the streets. Nobody cared about the street kids who had to beg and steal to eat. We are the Portland Street Kings – A family forged through loyalty not blood. To get through this life of broken dreams alive, we’ve become hard, uncaring and merciless. We do what must be done to keep our family safe, we will harm those who stand against us. We have it all, feared and respected by those on the streets. Then she collided into my world, and with her came demons from my past, back to haunt us all.


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Evie is an Australian author whose passion for reading lead her into writing. Evie spends her days writing angsty, heartbreaking love stories and creating happily ever afters. When Evie isn't writing you can find her reading or spending time with her husband and two children. Evie released her debut novel You Loved Me At My Darkest in August 2014 and it was quickly followed by Book #2 You Loved Me At My Weakest which released in November 2014. Book #3 You Loved Me At My Ugliest will be releasing mid-2015. Evie has another series called the PORTLAND STREET KINGS coming soon.
Book #1 in the series is called COLLISION and will be releasing 13th March 2014.

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Wednesday, 18 March 2015

BOXED SET ON SALE!! Monsters in the Dark by Pepper Winters

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Have you met Q Mercer?! 


Monsters in The Dark Box Set is ONLY $0.99!






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**STRICTLY LIMITED TIME SALE PRICE ON COMPLETE TRILOGY**

From New York Times Bestseller Pepper Winters comes the highly acclaimed USA Today Bestselling Series: Monsters in the Dark.
#1 Erotica, #1 Romantic Suspense, #1 Thriller. Award winner for Best Dark Romance, Best BDSM, Best Dark Hero, and Best Strong Heroine.

This is a story of eroticism, horror, tragedy and ultimately undying and unwavering love.

Included in the following edition are:
TEARS OF TESS
"My life was complete. Happy, content, everything neat and perfect.
Then it all changed.
I was sold."
Kidnapped. Drugged. Stolen. Tess is forced into a world full of darkness and terror.

QUINTESSENTIALLY Q
"All my life, I battled with the knowledge I was twisted... fucked up to want something so deliciously dark. But then slave fifty-eight entered my world. "
Q may be a monster, but he's Tess's monster.

TWISTED TOGETHER
"After battling through hell, I brought my esclave back from the brink of ruin. I sacrificed everything--my heart, my mind, my very desires to bring her back to life."
Q gave everything to bring Tess back. In return, he expects nothing less.

**Not recommended if you don't enjoy dark romance, angst-filled plots, and BDSM.**





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Prologue

Three little words.
If anyone asked what I was most afraid of, what terrified me, stole my breath, and made my life flicker before my eyes, I would say three little words.
How could my perfect life plummet so far into hell?
How could my love for Brax twist so far into unfixable?
The black musty hood over my head suffocated my thoughts, and I sat with hands bound behind my back. Twine rubbed my wrists with hungry stringed teeth, ready to bleed me dry in this new existence.
Noise.
The cargo door of the airplane opened and footsteps thudded toward us. My senses were dulled, muted by the black hood; my mind ran amok with terror-filled images. Would I be raped? Mutilated? Would I ever see Brax again?
Male voices argued, and someone wrenched my arm upright. I flinched, crying out, earning a fist to my belly.
Tears streamed down my face. The first tears I shed, but definitely not the last.
This was my new future. Fate threw me to the bastards of Hades.
“That one.”
My stomach twisted, threatening to evict empty contents. Oh, God.
Three little words:
I was sold.




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Q’s face twisted; he captured my cheeks between hot hands. “What are you?” he clipped, face hard and unreadable.
The question anchored me and I looked into his pale ferocious eyes. I knew the answer he wanted. “I’m yours.”
He sucked in a heavy breath, body jerking. “Say it again, but not in English.”
Q intoxicated me. My lips parted, and I wanted to stay captured by him, forever. An ancient connection linked us together. I looked into his soul—it churned with agony and demons, but he wasn’t evil.
Q dropped his gaze to my lips. “Je suis à toi.” Something feral heated his features; he pressed his mouth against mine in one fast kiss. “It means, I am yours.”
My breath stuttered as power sliced, deep and fast, igniting broken parts of me with sparks. His allure, his power, all magnified to fist around my stomach. In the dark recess of my brain, I translated his words to him being mine. The power trip the little words gave was indescribable.
No wonder he wanted me to say it. I was drunk on them. He was mine. Mine.
What life did Q live, needing to hear such a strong affirmation? What ghosts haunted him?
Q tightened his fingers, biting into my jaw. “Say it.”
With his command, I fumbled into the victim I was, the rape survivor, the slave. The brief sense of ownership left me bereft.
Q twisted my nipple under the wet material of my bra. His cruelty reddened my skin and fight skittered into yielding. He sent me reeling into needful and damaged. I’d been so close to finding strength, but he took it away in an instant.
Fresh tears spilled as I whispered, “Je suis à toi.”
Q sighed heavily, resting his forehead on mine. “Will you run again? Will you leave the one man who wants you above all others? Leave his protection?” His voice wavered with regret, resignation, as if he expected me to run, and already suffered loneliness.
My eyes popped wide; I shook my head. “No, I won’t run again.”
He looked with half-hooded eyes. “How can you be so sure? Don’t I scare you? Repulse you?”
He never repulsed me, and fear where Q was concerned was an aphrodisiac. But I couldn’t tell him. “I will never escape. Je suis à toi.”





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“Worse than me?” he murmured. His voice held an edge, almost as if his question meant a lot more than what he asked.
Wanting to give him something, after all he did for me last night, I nodded. “A lot worse.”
He shook his head, eyes unfocused. Memories swirled in their depths and I wanted to chase him wherever he went. I wanted to know him. Would he ever let me get close? Was a slave allowed to help her owner, while letting him use her body? I didn’t know the rules.
Q finally released me, presenting the other package. “This is for you.” His jaw clenched as I held my hands out, accepting the large sketchpad and charcoal pencils. I opened it and couldn’t breathe. Inside, architectural graph paper—the exact kind I used in my university course—glowed fresh and new.
My eyes widened. “You remembered what I told you…that first breakfast when you kissed me.”
He sat straighter, tension rippling in his body. “I remember everything, esclave. I remember how you smell, how you taste. I remember how you feel inside and how terrified you were when I found you at Lefebvre’s residence. I also know things you haven’t told me. You secretly like what I do to you. You think you hide it, but I know that darkness in your eyes. It feeds me, calls to me.”
He fisted the covers, throwing them off me, exposing my body. “Why else do you think I can’t leave you alone?”





Author Information




Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.

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Monday, 16 March 2015

BOOKS ON SALE!! Lost Kings series by Autumn Jones Lake

Celebrate the upcoming release of book 3, STRENGTH FROM LOYALTY, releasing March 17th, with an amazing 5 DAY SALE from Autumn Jones Lake.

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Forced to represent an outlaw biker, a married attorney must come to terms with her feelings for her client while avoiding the danger he brings into her sedate life.

President of the Lost Kings MC, Rochlan "Rock" North, hasn't managed to find a woman capable of making him want to curb his wild ways—until he meets sweet, innocent, married lawyer Hope Kendall. 

Forced to represent the outlaw biker, Hope is rattled by her immediate attraction to Rock. Hope is a good girl in a good marriage. Rock thrills her, but she's not going to throw away everything she's built on a fling with her criminal client. 

Rock respects Hope enough to leave her alone, even as he realizes he's become a little obsessed with her. When their connection endangers her life, he'll have to destroy her in order to save her. 

After tragedy strikes, Rock is determined to earn Hope's forgiveness and convince her that even with their staggering differences, they're meant to be together.

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I’m not Cinderella
But he's my Prince Charming
Our love story isn’t a fairy tale...

How can a lawyer and a criminal maintain an enduring romantic relationship? 

Although Hope and Rock care deeply for one another, the truth is they come from completely different worlds. Add to that the fact that they are also both headstrong people, and they have a very rough road ahead of them.

For Rock that means introducing Hope to what it really means to be part of his brutal and shady world, where the Lost Kings Motorcycle Club is his main focus. For Hope it means accepting the things she can’t change, and understanding that Rock is a man who will do anything to keep her safe. 

As Rock continues to draw Hope deeper into his world, painful misunderstandings and opposition from the members of his club will threaten to drive them apart.

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